<?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-6824337004235429248</id><updated>2012-02-16T22:22:13.978-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Anderson Zoo</title><subtitle type='html'>Life is sometimes a zoo with four kids but I would not have it any other way.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>247</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-2316947515958330578</id><published>2010-09-15T20:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T21:04:50.124-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Life...in bullets</title><content type='html'>My friend Meredith at "Proud MaMa of Two" (check out my blogroll) is doing a post on her life in bullets so I am joining...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am totally obsessed and have the terrible habit of drinking a "Vanilla Diet Coke Easy Ice" from Sonic AND if you mention that you are a teacher (which I am on Tues. &amp; Thur. and at home...is that shady?) you can get a drink for 1/2 price EVERYDAY...JACKPOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!  It might be a little sad too that Chris has gone to get me a drink before and they ask how I am doing...sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE HGTV and would redo my entire house right now if it were financially possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I as well LOVE...ADORE the Pioneer Woman...my waste line does not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I use "..." WAY to much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't stand and can honestly say I have never typed "LOL".  If you have I do not think less of you.  Guess I just did type "LOL"...did it again...GRRRRR! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE washing clothes...LOVE folding clothes...LOATHE putting them away.  Quite often Chris asks if something is clean and my response usually is "It is probably folded in the laundry room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new motto that I am trying to apply to everything is "Fail to plan...plan to fail."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know nothing about computers...hence no "bullets" can't figure out where they are and am too lazy to wait til Chris gets home and have him show me how to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told you I overuse "..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-2316947515958330578?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/2316947515958330578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=2316947515958330578' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/2316947515958330578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/2316947515958330578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-lifein-bullets.html' title='My Life...in bullets'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-2327239401988222177</id><published>2010-09-08T14:14:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T14:18:51.649-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Photography Question</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TIfhHnFBmHI/AAAAAAAABWQ/njCwLn9Ps3k/s1600/IMG_2368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 305px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TIfhHnFBmHI/AAAAAAAABWQ/njCwLn9Ps3k/s320/IMG_2368.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514623789603854450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello all my family &amp; friends...the few that read :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris bought me a camera a couple months ago and it takes amazing pictures.  I have alot to learn though.  I was wondering what kind of "photo-imaging-cropping-highlighting" software you use????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could let me know that would be a big help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-2327239401988222177?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/2327239401988222177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=2327239401988222177' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/2327239401988222177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/2327239401988222177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2010/09/photography-question.html' title='Photography Question'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TIfhHnFBmHI/AAAAAAAABWQ/njCwLn9Ps3k/s72-c/IMG_2368.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-791375886455981235</id><published>2010-09-05T09:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T09:02:27.665-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We Might Have A Problem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TIOituC_zBI/AAAAAAAABWI/O_TzHI1f69Q/s1600/IMG_2345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 190px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TIOituC_zBI/AAAAAAAABWI/O_TzHI1f69Q/s320/IMG_2345.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513429275170032658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we went to Norman for all the pre-game fun.  We took pictures and could not get Kaityn to smile.  I asked her why she wouldn't smile.  Her response was..."I didn't want to."  OH DEARY ME!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-791375886455981235?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/791375886455981235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=791375886455981235' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/791375886455981235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/791375886455981235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2010/09/we-might-have-problem.html' title='We Might Have A Problem'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TIOituC_zBI/AAAAAAAABWI/O_TzHI1f69Q/s72-c/IMG_2345.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-4738325992756516895</id><published>2010-08-14T15:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T15:48:02.859-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Christopher</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcAmHH17dI/AAAAAAAABU4/LO3QBQLIPIM/s1600/IMG_2191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcAmHH17dI/AAAAAAAABU4/LO3QBQLIPIM/s320/IMG_2191.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505369724230692306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcAlqj9acI/AAAAAAAABUw/rkxM_5AM3t8/s1600/IMG_2186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcAlqj9acI/AAAAAAAABUw/rkxM_5AM3t8/s320/IMG_2186.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505369716563995074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcAlBys66I/AAAAAAAABUo/z3kqW9h5ldE/s1600/IMG_2183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcAlBys66I/AAAAAAAABUo/z3kqW9h5ldE/s320/IMG_2183.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505369705619975074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcAkma4OwI/AAAAAAAABUg/yFJ7LNxMzJ4/s1600/IMG_2177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcAkma4OwI/AAAAAAAABUg/yFJ7LNxMzJ4/s320/IMG_2177.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505369698272295682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcAkT2EgqI/AAAAAAAABUY/huGvO77ECaE/s1600/IMG_2098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcAkT2EgqI/AAAAAAAABUY/huGvO77ECaE/s320/IMG_2098.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505369693286072994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nine years ago today Christopher Michael Anderson joined our family.  What a relief it was to have him here.  After going into labor Sunday morning at 6:30, he was finally born Tuesday morning.  He weighed a whopping 9 lbs., 1 oz. and was 22 in. long.  He spent a week in the NICU because I had the strep b virus and didn't know it.  That was  quite an emotional week.  So excited to have a sweet baby but leaving him in the hospital was heart wrenching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He finally came home and life has been an adventure ever since.  What a joy he is.  He is CONSTANTLY singing, humming, and making many other noises.  He is an amazing big brother.  He takes care and watches over all his siblings.  I LOVE watching him interact with Kaityn Mae.  He loves her and she adores him.  He asks how her day is and will read her a book just about any time that she asks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christopher started *gulp* third grade this year.  He enjoys reading and announced the other night at dinner that all the girls at his school like him.  We might have to talk about this...ha!!!  He is just like his Daddy.  He has NEVER met a stranger and anyone is his friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so blessed to have him in our family.  He is a joy to this Momma.  So grateful that I was chosen to take care of him on the earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Bubba...I love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-4738325992756516895?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/4738325992756516895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=4738325992756516895' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/4738325992756516895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/4738325992756516895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-birthday-christopher.html' title='Happy Birthday Christopher'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcAmHH17dI/AAAAAAAABU4/LO3QBQLIPIM/s72-c/IMG_2191.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-7537113200041985108</id><published>2010-02-18T21:20:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T21:34:51.339-06:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY KAITYN MAE - PT. 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/S34G06BWveI/AAAAAAAABT4/O0J3XxqFZLg/s1600-h/DSC06664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/S34G06BWveI/AAAAAAAABT4/O0J3XxqFZLg/s400/DSC06664.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439792905908043234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/S34G0fclN3I/AAAAAAAABTw/kQIuhq4p8OU/s1600-h/DSC06382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/S34G0fclN3I/AAAAAAAABTw/kQIuhq4p8OU/s400/DSC06382.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439792898774480754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/S34G0C2dKbI/AAAAAAAABTo/bscdOOGmJyo/s1600-h/DSC06210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/S34G0C2dKbI/AAAAAAAABTo/bscdOOGmJyo/s400/DSC06210.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439792891098376626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/S34Gz5ikHcI/AAAAAAAABTg/5di91K_YKaA/s1600-h/DSC06063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/S34Gz5ikHcI/AAAAAAAABTg/5di91K_YKaA/s400/DSC06063.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439792888599027138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is not actually Kaityn's birthday. It is tomorrow (Feb. 19th).  I won't be able to post until later tomorrow so I thought I would do it tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaityn Mae is such a joy.  I find myself trying to remember every little thing she does because I can't believe she is turning 3.  It goes by so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dear Kaityn Mae-Mae,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Mommy loves you so much.  Today you and I spent alot of the day sitting in the big chair and just playing...patty-cake, singing, reading books, snuggling...and I loved it.  You woke up from your nap and stumbled in with sleepy eyes and we just snuggled.  You are the last one to want to snuggle with your Mommy.  Your brothers and sister think they are too old for that.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me laugh all the time with the cute things you say and do.  Every time I am in the kitchen you think I am cooking and will run to the laundry room and get the step stool to "help."  I love it.  Very rarely are you seen without your baby "Owie" and you will wear a dress every day.  As a matter of fact you will cry if I don't let you wear a dress.  Usually the first thing you say in the morning is, "I wear a dress?".  You look up at me with those sweet eyes and how can I say "No" (even though sometimes I do and you might throw a fit).  :)  I love how you will walk into a room, put your hands on your hips and just talk away very passionately.  Sometimes we understand you and sometimes we don't.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are so verbal and happy until a stranger talks to you or says something and then all of a sudden you are shy.  I don't know who you get that from. :)  You have a couple of friends you talk about all the time and I love seeing you give them hugs and play with them when we go to church.  You are so sweet and show concern for others when they are sad and hurting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My prayer for you is that your sweet heart will continue to grow and that you will always have the concern and care for others as you do now.  I pray that you will love the Lord and that His love will shine through you and make you more beautiful.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so thankful God chose me to be your Mommy.  Your baby pictures look just like mine and from what NaNa and Grandad say you act just like me which I know is sweet, kind, loving, etc.  ha!!!!    I love you so much and look forward to watching you grow!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Your Mommy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-7537113200041985108?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/7537113200041985108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=7537113200041985108' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/7537113200041985108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/7537113200041985108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-birthday-kaityn-mae-pt-1.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY KAITYN MAE - PT. 1'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/S34G06BWveI/AAAAAAAABT4/O0J3XxqFZLg/s72-c/DSC06664.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-7854685376281359549</id><published>2010-02-18T21:18:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T21:20:20.390-06:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY KAITYN MAE - PICS PT. 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/S34DamOdUGI/AAAAAAAABTY/Of2S4daGLZo/s1600-h/DSC05970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/S34DamOdUGI/AAAAAAAABTY/Of2S4daGLZo/s400/DSC05970.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439789155382808674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/S34DaXrBaUI/AAAAAAAABTQ/LSrPJx5Izuw/s1600-h/DSC05699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 345px; height: 270px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/S34DaXrBaUI/AAAAAAAABTQ/LSrPJx5Izuw/s400/DSC05699.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439789151476083010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/S34DZ6e_RLI/AAAAAAAABTI/XHo4gJMPFQ8/s1600-h/DSC05616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 348px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/S34DZ6e_RLI/AAAAAAAABTI/XHo4gJMPFQ8/s400/DSC05616.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439789143640982706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/S34DZQg2t4I/AAAAAAAABTA/Fu-lvj9YI8s/s1600-h/DSC05416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/S34DZQg2t4I/AAAAAAAABTA/Fu-lvj9YI8s/s400/DSC05416.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439789132374521730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/S34DY84ROeI/AAAAAAAABS4/z6-SMCtmnPA/s1600-h/DSC03891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/S34DY84ROeI/AAAAAAAABS4/z6-SMCtmnPA/s400/DSC03891.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439789127104018914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-7854685376281359549?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/7854685376281359549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=7854685376281359549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/7854685376281359549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/7854685376281359549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-birthday-kaityn-mae-pics-pt-2.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY KAITYN MAE - PICS PT. 2'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/S34DamOdUGI/AAAAAAAABTY/Of2S4daGLZo/s72-c/DSC05970.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-4399984798359758596</id><published>2010-02-18T19:23:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T19:37:11.087-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/S33rLbOQQaI/AAAAAAAABSw/Cdk2vS0DAXY/s1600-h/DSC06735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/S33rLbOQQaI/AAAAAAAABSw/Cdk2vS0DAXY/s400/DSC06735.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439762506452058530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, just went to the mailbox and got an unexpected bill.  To be honest with you I don't feel very thankful, I feel more panicy (is that a word).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to choose to be thankful because I am blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I am thankful that tomorrow my little girl will turn 3 and boy what a joy she is!!!!  She is ALL girl and I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  I am thankful that the we are almost finished with the stomach bug and it really has not been that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  I am thankful to see pictures of my sweet nephew Jackson with his cute teeth.  What a sweet baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  I am thankful for beautiful sunshine.  I love being able to enjoy the sunshine.  Even though I can't go outside and play I can open the blinds and curtains and soak in the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  I am thankful for my kids who love to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  I am thankful that our schedule is not so jammed packed that having sick kids has not thrown us all into a frenzy.  We have been able to stay home and relax and recoup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  I am thankful that even though most of us have been sick the past 2-3 days the house is pretty straight and clean and the laundry is caught up on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  I am thankful for a God who knows me inside and out and still loves me!!!!!!  Will never understand that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you thankful for today???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-4399984798359758596?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/4399984798359758596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=4399984798359758596' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/4399984798359758596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/4399984798359758596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2010/02/thankful-thursday_18.html' title='Thankful Thursday'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/S33rLbOQQaI/AAAAAAAABSw/Cdk2vS0DAXY/s72-c/DSC06735.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-3727710334340548330</id><published>2010-02-11T19:31:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T19:35:46.412-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday</title><content type='html'>Yet again another Thursday...where do the days go????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I am thankful that my kids are home from school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  I am thankful that tomorrow is grocery buying day...so is my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  I am thankful for my sister-in-law and niece who came over to watch the kids for a little while so we could go to some meetings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  I am thankful for parent/teacher conferences we had tonight and for teachers who love the Lord and love our kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  I am thankful for good reports from teachers and thankful that as we pray and ask the Lord will give us wisdom is dealing with certain issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  I am thankful that valentines parties are over...114 heart shaped cookies...WOW!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  I am thankful for valentines date tomorrow night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  I am thankful my Dad will be home on Friday.  Don't like it when he is gone out of the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  I am thankful for HEAT!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you thankful for???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-3727710334340548330?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/3727710334340548330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=3727710334340548330' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/3727710334340548330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/3727710334340548330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2010/02/thankful-thursday_11.html' title='Thankful Thursday'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-8171751928836199437</id><published>2010-02-04T19:00:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T19:09:26.849-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday</title><content type='html'>Here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I am thankful for a warm house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  I am thankful that my kids were home ( not thankful that days have been added to the end of the year b/c of the snow days...ok, i am supposed to be thankful) this past week.  ALOT of fun was had by all...including me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  I am thankful I was able to go to CHristopher's first play at his school...and yes, I cried.  I cannot believe how big he is getting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  I am thankful for our good health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  I am thankful that COoper is doing SO MUCH BETTER since his surgery.  He came in the other night quite groggy and said, "I can't sleep because Christopher is snoring."  I said, "Thank you, Lord."  For the first time it was not Christopher complaining about Cooper's snoring.  Cooper is sleeping without snoring and with his mouth closed for the first time in as long as I can remember.  It still kind of freaks me out at night that I can't hear him.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  I am thankful for my husbands abundant ammount of energy tonight.  He is running around and wrestling with all the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  I am so thankful God provides our every need.  I try to buy groceries twice a month and with the kids being home the past several days we went through food like crazy but yet we have more than enough to get us through one more week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  I am thankful that my kids are loving school and are making wise choices in the friends that they are making.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  I am thankful that my kids are happy children.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you thankful for today!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you thankful for today????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-8171751928836199437?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/8171751928836199437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=8171751928836199437' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/8171751928836199437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/8171751928836199437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2010/02/thankful-thursday_04.html' title='Thankful Thursday'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-1148165565349752734</id><published>2010-02-04T19:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T19:00:47.917-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday</title><content type='html'>Here goes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-1148165565349752734?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/1148165565349752734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=1148165565349752734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/1148165565349752734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/1148165565349752734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2010/02/thankful-thursday.html' title='Thankful Thursday'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-1352962629687238727</id><published>2010-02-03T21:16:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T21:26:45.441-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Challenged by my Martha Stewart</title><content type='html'>I have a sweet friend named Becky who is so creative.  Everything she touches turns to gold...seriously.  She has a blog that is so fun to read (www.jtelliff.com - don't know how to put that as a link...think that is the word????)  She has alot of wisdom and alot of creative ideas of things she does at home and with her girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been in a huge slump lately.  I really enjoy doing "crafty" things but haven't done anything "crafty" in a few years.  But one of the things I wanted to do this year was to do some "crafty" things in my house, for my family and for gifts.  Well, Becky made a bow holder last week that was so cute I wanted to try it.  My girls have a bow holder but it was full and I needed another one so I thought I would try her idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again you will have to go to her blog to find her bow holder because I don't know how to put that on my blog.  Trust me it is WAY cuter than mine but it was so fun and easy to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I would like to introduce you to my first "craft" project of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/S2o9N4wI8QI/AAAAAAAABSo/9ZygqPGGndQ/s1600-h/DSC07140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 305px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/S2o9N4wI8QI/AAAAAAAABSo/9ZygqPGGndQ/s400/DSC07140.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434223209157816578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to make it again with a cuter more ornate frame and maybe one that is bigger that can hold all the girls bows.  We shall see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way the cute bow that is zebra with hot pink... my friend Becky made that...told you she is SO talented.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-1352962629687238727?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/1352962629687238727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=1352962629687238727' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/1352962629687238727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/1352962629687238727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2010/02/challenged-by-my-martha-stewart.html' title='Challenged by my Martha Stewart'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/S2o9N4wI8QI/AAAAAAAABSo/9ZygqPGGndQ/s72-c/DSC07140.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-619923005319478622</id><published>2010-02-03T21:09:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T21:16:21.924-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the Real World</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/S2o7zae1ZZI/AAAAAAAABSg/vT7INrIlslI/s1600-h/DSC07132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 332px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/S2o7zae1ZZI/AAAAAAAABSg/vT7INrIlslI/s400/DSC07132.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434221654843942290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/S2o7zK4IWwI/AAAAAAAABSY/MtSbEIpd1Aw/s1600-h/DSC07128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/S2o7zK4IWwI/AAAAAAAABSY/MtSbEIpd1Aw/s400/DSC07128.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434221650655075074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/S2o7ytqqG_I/AAAAAAAABSQ/LgqJUtm3oOs/s1600-h/DSC07125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/S2o7ytqqG_I/AAAAAAAABSQ/LgqJUtm3oOs/s400/DSC07125.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434221642813938674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after 4 snow days today the kids headed back to school.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more sleeping in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more staying in "jom joms" most of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more eating in the living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more playing in the snow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more movies all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more eating junk food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more no schedule...just hanging out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids were excited this morning to get back to school.  I closed the girls door this morning around 6:45 and Kaibryn was awake and asked how many more minutes until she could get up (she is definitely a morning girl).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooper , Kaityn and I went and hung out at the mall with some girls from work and played.  It was very strange to only have 2 kiddos with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great few days being home (even though I thought I was going to go nuts several times) and hanging out together not really doing anything.  Made me realize how much I love my kids...how much I love having them at home...and how quickly these days are going.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-619923005319478622?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/619923005319478622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=619923005319478622' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/619923005319478622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/619923005319478622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2010/02/back-to-real-world.html' title='Back to the Real World'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/S2o7zae1ZZI/AAAAAAAABSg/vT7INrIlslI/s72-c/DSC07132.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-827974362855600149</id><published>2010-01-31T20:26:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T20:34:34.824-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Storm Baking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/S2Y9sV2ihcI/AAAAAAAABSA/bmzmFEHbNuA/s1600-h/DSC07071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 182px; height: 186px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/S2Y9sV2ihcI/AAAAAAAABSA/bmzmFEHbNuA/s400/DSC07071.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433097832458520002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told you I was going to do better...two posts in one day.  This is not about my kids but what I made my kids.  It was yummalicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BITE-SIZE SOUR CREAM-POUND CAKE CUPCAKES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/2 C. Butter, softened&lt;br /&gt;1/2 (8 oz.) Cream cheese, softened&lt;br /&gt;2 C. Sugar&lt;br /&gt;4 Large Eggs&lt;br /&gt;1 t. Vanilla&lt;br /&gt;3 C. All-purpose flour&lt;br /&gt;1 t. Baking powder&lt;br /&gt;1/2 t. Baking soda&lt;br /&gt;1/2 t. Salt&lt;br /&gt;1 (8 oz.) Container Sour Ceam&lt;br /&gt;Vanilla Buttercream Frosting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Pre-heat oven to 350.  Beat butter and cream cheese at medium speed with an electric mixer until creamy.  Beat in sugar until light and fluffy.  Add eggs, 1 at a time, beating until blended after each addition.  Stir in vanilla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Combine flour and next 3 ingredients.  Gradually add to butter miture alternately with xour cream, beating until blended.  Spoon batter by rounded tablespoonfuls into lightly greased miniatrue muffin pans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Bake at 350 for 13 - 15 minutes or until a wooden pick inserted inc enters comes out clean.  (I undercooked these a few minutes and let them finish baking out of the oven...make sense).  Spread cupcakes with vanilla buttercream frosting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VANILLA BUTTERCREAM FROSTING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/2 C. butter, softened&lt;br /&gt;1 (3 oz.) Cream cheese, softened&lt;br /&gt;2 t. Vanilla&lt;br /&gt;1 (16 oz.) pkg. Powdered sugar&lt;br /&gt;3 - 4 T. Milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Beat first 3 ingredients at medium speed with an electric mixer until creamy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Gradually add powdered sugar alternately with 3 T. milk, beating at low speed until blended and smooth after each addition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were to ever open up my own bakery I would make these.  They are so yummy.  Enjoy!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-827974362855600149?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/827974362855600149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=827974362855600149' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/827974362855600149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/827974362855600149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2010/01/winter-storm-baking.html' title='Winter Storm Baking'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/S2Y9sV2ihcI/AAAAAAAABSA/bmzmFEHbNuA/s72-c/DSC07071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-6262328804615785474</id><published>2010-01-31T16:19:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T16:43:14.661-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Will Try Harder to Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/S2YGxaMWT8I/AAAAAAAABR4/z7lpY5CxXr8/s1600-h/DSC07018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/S2YGxaMWT8I/AAAAAAAABR4/z7lpY5CxXr8/s400/DSC07018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433037446383554498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been a bad blogger.  Most of the time I think it is because I have nothing to blog about.  Then I think to myself..."Self...are you kidding me?  You have 4 kids."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been (just like several other people) snowed in my house and spent alot (probably too much) time reading and catching up on blogs.  Many I have read said they  blog so they can have a journal for their kids.   I often wonder why blog when there are maybe 2 people who read it but my perspective has changed.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for my 2 readers who give me a hard time for not blogging...I am going to try to do a better job for my kids.  I am getting older and they are growing up so fast and I want to remember the little things that they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for my first blog back I would like to introduce you to my husband CHRIS ANDERSON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is my answer to prayer.  When I was in  high school I made a list of things to pray for in a husband.  Chris fit everything on my list.  I am so sad that I cannot find that list.  However, one thing (there are many) I do remember praying is that my future husband would not have to play  sports well but know a little bit about it where he could carry on an intelligent conversation about it.  Well, if you know Chris, he knows EVERYTHING about sports.  Sports you know well like football, basketball, baseball, etc. and then the not so common sports like hockey, soccer, tennis (which we NEVER watch but he could tell you all about it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some fun facts about him that I love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  He loves me unconditionally and shows me every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  He is extremely patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  He is so kind and not easily angered (believe me I give him alot of opportunities to be angry...no "amens" from family members please)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  He is a servant.  He would do anything for anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  He is a fun Dad.  He makes the most mundane things seem fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  He is very frugal...we make a good match because I am not (but am working on it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  He has such a tender heart and is always quick to seek forgiveness if he has done something wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  He has never met a stranger and everyone he meets leaves feeling as though they are best friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  He is full of ideas.  If anyone asks for a solution to a problem or suggestions to solve a problem he always has a thought and it is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  He loves me!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several years ago we were questioning where God had us and what God's will was for us.  I told him that God had great things planned for him.  I am so proud of him for being obedient to what God wanted us to do instead of what I wanted to do.  He has really stepped up to leadership roles in our church and in our student ministry.  It is so fun to see him interact with students.  They love him and trust him.  There have been several times when there have been students who are having problems and they call Chris.  He loves them and is often meeting and taking them to lunch and just hanging out with them.  What a good example he is to our kids of loving God, loving others and serving others.  I want each one of our kids to be just like their Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to the picture up on top of this post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me start off by saying when I ask Chris to go to the store to pick up a few things he ALWAYS comes back with more than what is on the list because it looked good or it was a good deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I asked Chris to stop by the Asian market to get some Jasmine rice because I could not find any at Wally World.  He called and asked how much rice usually was.  I couldn't remember because I hadn't bought it in such a long time.  He said that he got a big bag.  Well what I thought was a big bag and what he thought was a big bag was two different things.  He came home with a 20 POUND BAG OF JASMINE RICE...seriously.  I have the picture to prove it.  He was so proud of himself.  I almost wet my pants I was laughing so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is Chris.  I love him so much!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-6262328804615785474?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/6262328804615785474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=6262328804615785474' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/6262328804615785474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/6262328804615785474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2010/01/will-try-harder-to-blog.html' title='Will Try Harder to Blog'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/S2YGxaMWT8I/AAAAAAAABR4/z7lpY5CxXr8/s72-c/DSC07018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-3833620903654884979</id><published>2010-01-04T20:31:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T20:52:08.594-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Answered Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/S0KpDHvnBQI/AAAAAAAABRw/I7zpLWEx7DY/s1600-h/DSC06934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/S0KpDHvnBQI/AAAAAAAABRw/I7zpLWEx7DY/s400/DSC06934.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423082772390937858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/S0KpCz4zZtI/AAAAAAAABRo/Ikq7WCOWsDc/s1600-h/DSC06936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/S0KpCz4zZtI/AAAAAAAABRo/Ikq7WCOWsDc/s400/DSC06936.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423082767060788946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been a very busy and fun few weeks.  Christmas was a little more special this year because of answered prayer.  From the time Christopher was born we have prayed for the day when God would make himself real to him.  I can honestly say there were days of frustration and anxiousness.  It would seem like he would ask good questions and really seem interested and be so close and then in the same sentence would totally change the subject.  We knew he was not quite ready and it would be God's timing and not ours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, December 4 we put the kids to bed and Christopher walked out and said, "Daddy I need to talk to you."  He told Christ that the night before in his bed he "asked Jesus into his heart all by myself."  We were kind of surprised because he had not said anything to us.  Chris talked to him for a while and then took him to breakfast the next morning to talk to him.  We did not want to put any words into his mouth and wanted him to tell us what was happening.  After alot of prayer and conversations we really feel like he truly understands salvation.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On December 27 Chris got to baptize him.  That was such a special day for all of us.  Christopher was so excited he had asked over and over when was he going to be baptized.  It was so sweet.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will definitely be a Christmas we will not forget .  I am so thankful for a God who answers prayer in His timing and in His way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-3833620903654884979?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/3833620903654884979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=3833620903654884979' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/3833620903654884979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/3833620903654884979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2010/01/answered-prayer.html' title='Answered Prayer'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/S0KpDHvnBQI/AAAAAAAABRw/I7zpLWEx7DY/s72-c/DSC06934.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-7103341578216714869</id><published>2009-12-20T16:58:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T17:12:02.102-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kaityn Mae</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Sy6u91HcOKI/AAAAAAAABRg/8NWIG5cElEE/s1600-h/DSC06628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Sy6u91HcOKI/AAAAAAAABRg/8NWIG5cElEE/s400/DSC06628.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417459779026827426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Sy6u9SdrsMI/AAAAAAAABRY/elI42FTHY5s/s1600-h/DSC06627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Sy6u9SdrsMI/AAAAAAAABRY/elI42FTHY5s/s400/DSC06627.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417459769724874946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight Chris took the older three with him to church and Kaityn Mae and I are just hanging out.  Oh how I love this little girl.  She is our baby and I find myself trying to soak up everything she does.  She is such a girly girl who loves everthing princess...Cinderella, Snow White, Aerial, Sleeping Beauty, etc.   Her little personality is showing up these days and we just laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some Kaityn Mae-Mae facts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*She LOVES her brothers ("Poopa" - Cooper;" Fiffa" - Christopher) and her sister "My Kaben" )Kaibryn.  She never just says Kaibryn it is always preceded by the word "My"  it is the cutest thing ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*She is potty trained (Hallelujah and boo hoo at the same time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*If two things look alike she says, "Those sames."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*If you give her something like a gift she says, "Oh, thank-you-so-muuuuch" in a whisper/excited voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*She loves books and puzzles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*She loves to wear a dress or skirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*She changes clothes and shoes non-stop throughout the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*She loves to wear bows and always requests one when I fix her hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*She can be a tad bit bossy at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*She gets very concerned if someone gets hurt.  She is so kind hearted and likes to make sure everyone is OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*She is always carrying a baby around and sometimes two.  One she usually calls the "Mommy baby" and the other is the "Baby baby."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*She talks fast and loud when she is really excited about something.  Which means we usually cannot understand what she is saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*She will tattle on herself.  If she gets put in time out at Sunday school or LIttle Sprouts she usually lets us know before we ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Will sing the "Dora" theme song ALL DAY LONG if we would let her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*She LOVES to point out all the baby Jesus's in a manger scene.  She will point and say, "Oh, baby Jesus."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just a little about our princess.  She makes us smile.  She is growing up so fast.  I cannot believe she is almost 3.  It makes me sad and happy at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-7103341578216714869?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/7103341578216714869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=7103341578216714869' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/7103341578216714869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/7103341578216714869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2009/12/kaityn-mae.html' title='Kaityn Mae'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Sy6u91HcOKI/AAAAAAAABRg/8NWIG5cElEE/s72-c/DSC06628.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-4994076712636787773</id><published>2009-12-18T09:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T09:27:17.175-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday (a day late)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SyufS-BXJII/AAAAAAAABRQ/uhLEN-sfmLM/s1600-h/DSC06614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SyufS-BXJII/AAAAAAAABRQ/uhLEN-sfmLM/s400/DSC06614.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416598125078324354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SyufSpnu84I/AAAAAAAABRI/aLqQesMRELk/s1600-h/DSC06462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SyufSpnu84I/AAAAAAAABRI/aLqQesMRELk/s400/DSC06462.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416598119602123650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I am so thankful that today is Friday which means after today I will have all four of my kiddos home for several days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  I am SO THANKFUL that Chris took today off.  He NEVER does that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  I am thankful for grandparents who jump at the chance and even volunteer to watch the kids so I can do things like go to the kids Christmas parties at their school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  I am thankful that all our Christmas shopping is finished and almost everything is wrapped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  I am thankful for a "Scentsy" that is making my house smell YUMMY!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  I am thankful that this has been a busy but fun week.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  I am thankful God has created me to be organized and a planner.  Chris makes fun of me quite frequently.  This came in handy yesterday morning when I woke up and realized that I was supposed to take cookies to Kaityn's party and I had forgotten.  I used the snowmen cookies I made the day before for Christopher and Kaibryn's parties today...the white chocolate I ended up not needing the day before (I almost threw it out)...black frosting I had saved from my cake class.  It took me about 15 minutes to get the cookies decorated.  So Kaityn had her cookies and they are probably the cutest cookies I have made (if I do say so myself).  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  I am thankful for God's loving way of teaching me.  He has given me today and everything I need for right now  .  Too many times I say, "I can't wait until.........".  When I focus on whatever is next I miss the blessing of "today."  "This is the day the Lord has made.  I will rejoice and be glad in it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  I am so thankful for this time of year.  God has blessed us in so many ways.    I always look forward to a new year.  I love fresh starts no matter what it is...filling an empty pantry....Mondays....etc.  God's mercies truly are new every morning.  I am so grateful for his faithfulness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-4994076712636787773?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/4994076712636787773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=4994076712636787773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/4994076712636787773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/4994076712636787773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2009/12/thankful-thursday-day-late.html' title='Thankful Thursday (a day late)'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SyufS-BXJII/AAAAAAAABRQ/uhLEN-sfmLM/s72-c/DSC06614.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-6195783832604219459</id><published>2009-12-05T19:08:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T19:10:15.745-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Chickasha Lights</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SxsEcGJNNmI/AAAAAAAABRA/iT6GcDfFbMY/s1600-h/DSC06620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SxsEcGJNNmI/AAAAAAAABRA/iT6GcDfFbMY/s400/DSC06620.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411924257947858530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SxsEb_sFMVI/AAAAAAAABQ4/pWLaeiRmYHo/s1600-h/DSC06619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SxsEb_sFMVI/AAAAAAAABQ4/pWLaeiRmYHo/s400/DSC06619.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411924256215085394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SxsEbHiBytI/AAAAAAAABQw/SHczsrziZM8/s1600-h/DSC06634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SxsEbHiBytI/AAAAAAAABQw/SHczsrziZM8/s400/DSC06634.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411924241140533970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SxsEaycpPLI/AAAAAAAABQo/hOS3awZVIXU/s1600-h/DSC06614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SxsEaycpPLI/AAAAAAAABQo/hOS3awZVIXU/s400/DSC06614.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411924235480808626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SxsEao6_NWI/AAAAAAAABQg/xBn3TB2fOks/s1600-h/DSC06611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SxsEao6_NWI/AAAAAAAABQg/xBn3TB2fOks/s400/DSC06611.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411924232923723106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we loaded up in the van and headed to Chickasha to look at the lights.  It was so fun to hear the kids "oo" and "ah" over everything they saw.  They also enjoyed some "posing" for the camera.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-6195783832604219459?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/6195783832604219459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=6195783832604219459' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/6195783832604219459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/6195783832604219459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2009/12/chickasha-lights.html' title='Chickasha Lights'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SxsEcGJNNmI/AAAAAAAABRA/iT6GcDfFbMY/s72-c/DSC06620.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-7281542399009733502</id><published>2009-12-03T18:59:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T19:24:22.453-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SxhklIGrs0I/AAAAAAAABQY/t3hUuJ5edyc/s1600-h/DSC06565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SxhklIGrs0I/AAAAAAAABQY/t3hUuJ5edyc/s400/DSC06565.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411185541279101762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Sxhkk2iRkzI/AAAAAAAABQQ/I58r8TAJdEg/s1600-h/DSC06543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Sxhkk2iRkzI/AAAAAAAABQQ/I58r8TAJdEg/s400/DSC06543.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411185536562991922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SxhkklLqZ4I/AAAAAAAABQI/_VsGym2yEQ4/s1600-h/DSC06539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SxhkklLqZ4I/AAAAAAAABQI/_VsGym2yEQ4/s400/DSC06539.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411185531904747394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say this every year..."I can't believe it is December already."  Well, once again, "I CANNOT BELIEVE IT IS DECEMBER."  Seriously!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so much to be thankful for.  It is so easy for me to look at everything that isn't going the  way I would hope it would and lose my focus.  When I stop (like I am doing right now) and think about all the things I have to be grateful for (big &amp; little) it changes everything.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I am so thankful that here in a little while when my kiddos go to bed I am going to veg out on the couch and watch TV with Chris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  I am so thankful for Chris who stays calm when I am in a panic over certain situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  I am thankful that my kids got SO EXCITED when they found out I was making brownies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  I am thankful that Kaityn Mae has worn big girl undies for two days with no accidents...including Little Sprouts today.  She is growing up so quickly.  She called Cooper "Cooper" today instead of "Poopah."  NOOOOOOO!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  I am thankful for sweet friends who make me laugh and are just fun to hang out with..there is nothing like girl friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.   I am thankful that Christmas break is coming up.  I have some fun things planned for me and the kids to do.  Looking forward to a relaxed schedule.  Just hope my kids can learn to sleep in past 7:15 by then.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  I am thankful for my Mom.  I seriously don't know what I would do without her.  She is fun to be with and willing to help do anything.  I have not felt very good this week and she has helped so much!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  I am thankful that Cooper went to the ENT Dr. this week.  I really like this Dr. and know that he is going to do whatever he can to help Cooper. He probably is willing to help him because Cooper's Mom was quite tearful during his appointment.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  I am thankful that I was able to be around my nephew over Thanksgiving (and my brother and sister-in-law).  I cannot even begin to express the joy he brings to my heart.  Seeing my brother being a Daddy is great!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  I am thankful that Lee and his girlfriend came here for Thanksgiving.  I miss him alot and was worried the kids would not remember him.  I WAS WRONG!!!!!  They wrestled and played with him all day.  It was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.  I am thankful for having a job that I really enjoy and the opportunity to work with some great girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.  I am thankful my husband has a job that he LOVES!!!!!  I don't always like the hours he has to work but God is really blessing him and our family for his hard work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.  I am thankful for God's faithfulness in providing everything we need plus so much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you thankful for?????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-7281542399009733502?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/7281542399009733502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=7281542399009733502' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/7281542399009733502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/7281542399009733502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2009/12/thankful-thursday.html' title='Thankful Thursday'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SxhklIGrs0I/AAAAAAAABQY/t3hUuJ5edyc/s72-c/DSC06565.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-7214733303076917733</id><published>2009-11-12T22:19:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T22:29:04.509-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Peaches Anderson</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Svzgic4RmnI/AAAAAAAABPo/Z_qMLs5_v6w/s1600-h/DSC06468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Svzgic4RmnI/AAAAAAAABPo/Z_qMLs5_v6w/s400/DSC06468.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403440535410154098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW!!!!  It has been a LONG time since I have posted.  Things here at the Anderson house are busy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to take this chance to introduce you to the newest member of our family..."Peaches Anderson."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year at Christmas Kaibryn asked us if she could have a hamster.  Chris said, "No.  Maybe for your birthday."  Chris does not remember that conversation he had with Kaibryn.  However, I DO!!!!!!!!!!  I remember thinking that I would have a heart attack if the thing got loose.  Well, Kaibryn has not forgotten and has reminded us several times this past year about her hamster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, our little girl turned 7 on Tuesday...S-E-V-E-N (more on that later).  Tonight after dinner we told the kids we needed to go to Pets Mart to get something for Jenkins (our dog).  When we walked in we walked Kaibryn toward the hamsters and asked her if she still wanted one and wanted to get one today.  I wish I would have had my camera because the look on her face was priceless.  After talking to an employee there we were told that we would need to get  TWO hamsters because they get bored by themselves and could get aggressive.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left Pets Mart with a GUINEA PIG!!!!!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were told that they were a little more tame.  He asked Kaibryn if she wanted to hold her.  She sat down right beside him and held it so sweetly and had a HUGE grin on her face the whole time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tonight, Chris and I are the coolest parents in the whole world!!!!!!!!  We are also a family of 6 with a dog...2 fish...and a guinea pig!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are we thinking?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we are not.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-7214733303076917733?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/7214733303076917733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=7214733303076917733' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/7214733303076917733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/7214733303076917733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2009/11/peaches-anderson.html' title='Peaches Anderson'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Svzgic4RmnI/AAAAAAAABPo/Z_qMLs5_v6w/s72-c/DSC06468.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-5701105872492623498</id><published>2009-09-17T16:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T16:09:50.648-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday</title><content type='html'>1.  I am thankful that so far this week we have had no trips to the emergency room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  I am so thankful that Kaibryn gets her smaller cast tomorrow and will be able to move her arm a little better.  She is so tough.  She has NEVER cried since breaking her arm...unlike her Mom.  :)  The Lord is so good to care about small things.  Kaibryn has been pretty sad about not being able to really play at recess bcuz she can't do much with this cast.  The Lord sent the rain and they had indoor recess.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  I am thankful that we were able to get Chris into a Dr. quickly last week after he hurt his finger and all those medical bills will be taken care of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  I am thankful that everyone is getting healthy again...Cooper has had a sinus infection and Christopher and Kaityn have had pretty bad coughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  I am so thankful for Grandparents who will help watch the kids so I didn't have to miss a day of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  I am so thankful for Little Sprouts.  I am really enjoying teaching and am making some sweet friends.  Chris is proud of me.  He thinks I have S.A.D (social anxiety disorder).  Honestly, I probably do so talking to people I really don't know is a big stretch for me.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  I am so thankful that the kids are loving school and look forward to going everyday.  God has answered so many prayers in this area.  I am in such peace that this is where they are supposed to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  I am thankful for a friend to take my cake decorating class with...especially a friend who won't laugh at my "creations."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  I am thankful for the Lord who knows my weaknesses and the things that stress me out.  He has led me to read something everyday that has changed my focus and has given me a peace.  Good thing He is in control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you thankful for today??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-5701105872492623498?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/5701105872492623498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=5701105872492623498' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/5701105872492623498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/5701105872492623498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2009/09/thankful-thursday.html' title='Thankful Thursday'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-1082105971524453449</id><published>2009-09-11T16:10:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T16:16:02.220-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy Season Then Sunshine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Sqq9sH67UAI/AAAAAAAABPg/DMgydYtv7OQ/s1600-h/DSC06314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Sqq9sH67UAI/AAAAAAAABPg/DMgydYtv7OQ/s400/DSC06314.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380321270585577474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know the saying "When it rains it pours."  Well, I am ready for this "rainy" week to be over.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week started off with Kaibryn breaking her wrist in two places and ends with Chris messing up his finger quite badly.  God has been so good to open doors to go see a Dr. today.  We thought we were going to have to wait several days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is good!!!!!!!  He knew this Momma needed some encouragement.  Christopher has LOVED learning about the planets and solar system these past couple of weeks at school.  He came home today with his "Space Journal."  I was looking through it and came across his entry on August 25th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case you can't read it it says...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"on my trip to the moon i would take mom. i love hr becuse she cooks.  shes good."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was good for this Momma to read even if he only wants to take me to the moon because I am a good cook.  At least he wants me to go with him...haha!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-1082105971524453449?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/1082105971524453449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=1082105971524453449' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/1082105971524453449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/1082105971524453449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2009/09/rainy-season-then-sunshine.html' title='Rainy Season Then Sunshine'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Sqq9sH67UAI/AAAAAAAABPg/DMgydYtv7OQ/s72-c/DSC06314.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-5980965399994371123</id><published>2009-09-08T10:05:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T10:13:00.612-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Labor Day 2009 Giveaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SqZzQ7xk03I/AAAAAAAABPY/nrMu7IXyBa8/s1600-h/DSC06308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SqZzQ7xk03I/AAAAAAAABPY/nrMu7IXyBa8/s320/DSC06308.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379113539701363570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year Chick-fil-a was giving away free chicken sandwiches if you wore your teams logo.  Being the frugal (cheap) husband that Chris is we all got dressed up in our OU gear and headed out to..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIVE..... CHICK-FIL-A's.....yes, you read that right...5!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we cheap or what?????  Legal??????  We weren't the only ones!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-5980965399994371123?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/5980965399994371123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=5980965399994371123' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/5980965399994371123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/5980965399994371123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2009/09/labor-day-2009-giveaway.html' title='Labor Day 2009 Giveaway'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SqZzQ7xk03I/AAAAAAAABPY/nrMu7IXyBa8/s72-c/DSC06308.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-3400808373276856682</id><published>2009-09-07T13:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T13:38:44.636-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Weekend?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SqVTKnUIO9I/AAAAAAAABPQ/SAlDs9Nwy5g/s1600-h/DSC06307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SqVTKnUIO9I/AAAAAAAABPQ/SAlDs9Nwy5g/s320/DSC06307.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378796771781131218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around our house it is always a zoo.  Something going on.  Something being broken.  Something being knocked over.  Something.  But it is always fun and entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night we just hung out here at the house and watched a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was the game.  Well, you know...not a pretty game.  Chris was able to get tickets to go to Dallas to see OU play.  He had a great time but got in super late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday after church we had family come over and we ate together and then took much needed naps.  When everyone (but Chris) woke up I thought I would take them to the park to play so he could get some sleep.  The kids were having a great time laughing and playing with each other and the other kids who were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While they were playing Kaibryn wanted help on the monkey bars.  I tried to help her across but she was so heavy and wiggly.  She got down and went and played with something else.  A few minutes later I saw her climb up on the monkey bars again.  She was holding on with one hand, swung back to get some momentum.  When she swung forward to grab the other bar she slipped off and fell to the ground.  I saw her lift her head and jumped up and ran over to her and when she stood up...her arm.  Oh my goodness.  it was the strangest sight.  I knew something was not right.  She is so tough though.  She just kept saying,  "ow. it hurts." But she NEVER cried.  I called Chris told him we were coming home and told him I thought Kaibryn broke her arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed out to the ER...waited 3 hrs....it is broken.  There are two bones broken in her wrist.  They did not set it because they said that it would probably slip back.  They put it in a sling and wrapped it very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we will go to an orthopedic dr. to have him possibly set it or do a little surgery to set it.  We won't know until tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said...she is TOUGH. She did alot better than her Mom did last night.   She wants to get up and walk around.  She says it is not hurting.  All the kids are being so sweet to her and helping her out.   So for today we are watching movies trying to keep her still and her arm elevated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-3400808373276856682?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/3400808373276856682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=3400808373276856682' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/3400808373276856682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/3400808373276856682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-weekend.html' title='What a Weekend?'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SqVTKnUIO9I/AAAAAAAABPQ/SAlDs9Nwy5g/s72-c/DSC06307.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-3562756564850714823</id><published>2009-08-31T10:55:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T11:06:28.261-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The FINAL Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Spv0zoq2jYI/AAAAAAAABPI/56ouusX9rI0/s1600-h/DSC06296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Spv0zoq2jYI/AAAAAAAABPI/56ouusX9rI0/s320/DSC06296.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376159748124478850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Spv0zDiqbgI/AAAAAAAABPA/P0o_Z5hTw0A/s1600-h/DSC06297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Spv0zDiqbgI/AAAAAAAABPA/P0o_Z5hTw0A/s320/DSC06297.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376159738158018050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Spv0yS9q0tI/AAAAAAAABO4/WALlqHA-Tjo/s1600-h/DSC06298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 298px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Spv0yS9q0tI/AAAAAAAABO4/WALlqHA-Tjo/s320/DSC06298.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376159725117952722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this past weekend was the last weekend before I become a "football widow."  I LOVE football but not as much as my husband.  He has season tickets to the OU games.  He has so much fun &amp; I love it.  Hopefully I will get to go to a game this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since football starts next weekend we decided to just spend the weekend together having fun.  We started off by going to "God's country" (Norman) as Chris calls it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a rundown of what we did...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Campus Corner for some shopping &lt;br /&gt;     ****CUTE STORY...We were in a store on campus corner &amp; out of the blue Kaityn says, "Booma" and the other kids said,         "Sooner"  not missing a beat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Playing at the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Happy Hour at Sonic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Sam's - Did some sampling for a snack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Home for movie night.  The kids had some money left over from reading they did this summer.  They decided to put their money together and get a movie.  They bought "Journey to the Center of the Earth" in 3-D.  It was so fun to watch them jump and reach out and try to touch things coming at them.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great weekend.  We did alot of laughing and just enjoyed being together!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOOMER...SOONER...BOOMER...SOONER...BOOMER...SOONER...BOOMER...SOONER...BOOMER...SOONER...BOOMER...SOONER!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-3562756564850714823?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/3562756564850714823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=3562756564850714823' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/3562756564850714823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/3562756564850714823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2009/08/final-weekend.html' title='The FINAL Weekend'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Spv0zoq2jYI/AAAAAAAABPI/56ouusX9rI0/s72-c/DSC06296.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-1029589188069661063</id><published>2009-08-28T11:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T11:27:07.965-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Off...School Year 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SpgExkzYmHI/AAAAAAAABOw/CNuWdYg1g4A/s1600-h/DSC06215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SpgExkzYmHI/AAAAAAAABOw/CNuWdYg1g4A/s320/DSC06215.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375051405005985906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SpgExOW2cWI/AAAAAAAABOo/TRyRE9KS75E/s1600-h/DSC06205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SpgExOW2cWI/AAAAAAAABOo/TRyRE9KS75E/s320/DSC06205.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375051398980727138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today officially ends the 2nd full week of school.  I cannot believe it has gone by this quick.  Thankfully I am able to say that the kids LOVE it.  They look forward to going everyday and joyfully do their homework...right now.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Tuesday before school started we had "Meet the Teacher."  Before we left I prayed that God would encourage me to know that this is what we were to be doing.  These were my babies who had been with me every day of their life and now I sending them off to be in the care of another.  I KNOW this is what we are supposed to do but me of little faith needed another affirmation...God is good.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met Kaibryn's teach first (Mrs. Bingham).  She is very sweet.  I think she could tell I was a "newby" because I kept asking questions.  She said if I ever had any questions to let her know.  She said that she knows how hard it is to send your kids off to school...they are your babies and you want to know that they are to be taken care of...remember the prayer I prayed that morning.  Reaffirmation #1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was Christopher's class.  I prayed so hard for the kids teachers over the summer that there would be a special connection between them and my children.  Christopher is ALL boy...hyper (all the time), finishes through things quickly (there is always something else to do or play with...and I wanted a teacher who would work with us to help him.  Well, when I walked into his room tears came to my eyes.  His teacher is a friend of my younger brother and used to go to our church.  When I talked to her a few days before I did not recognize her married name.  Reaffirmation #2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has been so good and faithful to this Mom of little faith at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christopher &amp; Kaibryn are both doing great.  There have been a couple issues we have had to deal with but God has truly blessed us with kids who are teachable.  My prayer now is that I won't look past "teachable moments."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooper, Kaityn and I go to "Little Sprouts Learning Center" at our church on Tuesday and Thursday.  Cooper loves it &amp; Kaityn walked into her class for the first time Thursday and did not cry.  Another answer to prayer.  On the first day (the first day of school for the older 2) she screamed and I walked out of the room with her...both of us in tears.  She loves it though and I love going by and seeingw hat she is doing.  She always talks about her friends "Dacwee" (Zachary), "Owie Tate" (Ellie Kate), "Atley" (Ashley) and "Ason" (Addison).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I teach in Cooper's class with a friend of mine.  I absolutely love it.  I was a little nervous at first but look forward to going each week.  Cooper and one other boy are the oldest in there.  He is learning that he is the leader now.  He is to set the example and other kids will follow.  On Monday, Wednesday and Friday I do school with him in the afternoon.  He is doing so much better than I expected.  He is sounding out words and learning to write his letters and numbers.  I am LOVING this time with just him and look forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have purposed in my heart that this year my kids will be sent off with a happy momma.  Mornings can be hectic but we have made time before they leave to sit down, read out of the Bible and pray.  They are going to be faced with alot from the world and I want them to know God's Word has the answer to any situation or problem that they will face.  I want them to leave a happy home and come home to a happy home and Momma.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is going to be a fun year and I look forward to growing and being stretched.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have been talked into being a homeroom Mom.....WHAT??????????!!!!  Good thing I had good homeroom Moms when I was a teacher.  They have set a good example for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyones school year is off to a great start.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-1029589188069661063?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/1029589188069661063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=1029589188069661063' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/1029589188069661063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/1029589188069661063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2009/08/were-offschool-year-2009.html' title='We&apos;re Off...School Year 2009'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SpgExkzYmHI/AAAAAAAABOw/CNuWdYg1g4A/s72-c/DSC06215.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-2757036526219519711</id><published>2009-08-14T09:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T09:54:07.554-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SoV6ffVqHnI/AAAAAAAABOg/2-YSnTYooWc/s1600-h/DSC06208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SoV6ffVqHnI/AAAAAAAABOg/2-YSnTYooWc/s320/DSC06208.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369832812116057714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Christopher's 8th birthday...EIGHT!!!!!!!!!  What a joy he is to our family.  He is full of energy and has fun whatever he is doing.  I get tired just watching him sometimes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some tidbits of information about our EIGHT year old...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't be long until he is taller than his Mom.&lt;br /&gt;Still loves to be read to.&lt;br /&gt;His Mom can almost wear his flip-flops.&lt;br /&gt;He loves school.&lt;br /&gt;He has never met a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere we go he makes a comment about making new friends.&lt;br /&gt;Is a great big brother.&lt;br /&gt;He is a leader.&lt;br /&gt;He is kind.&lt;br /&gt;He is obedient.&lt;br /&gt;He is a big helper.&lt;br /&gt;He loves OU...very important for this family.&lt;br /&gt;He has a great imagination.&lt;br /&gt;He At random times will just say, "Mommy, I love you."&lt;br /&gt;He gets excited over anything "Star Wars."&lt;br /&gt;He is tenderhearted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is so much about this boy to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christopher, Your Mommy loves you so much.  This week has been kind of bittersweet.  You have spent everyday for the last 8 years with your Mommy and yesterday I took you and your sister to school for the first time.  I am so proud of you and the little man you are becoming.  Thank you for being a helper, a great big brother and for making Mommy laugh.  I pray that this year God will continue to work in your heart and draw you to Himself.  Hope you have a great day.  I am so glad that God chose me to be your Mommy.   I LOVE YOU!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-2757036526219519711?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/2757036526219519711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=2757036526219519711' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/2757036526219519711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/2757036526219519711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2009/08/birthday-boy.html' title='Birthday Boy'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SoV6ffVqHnI/AAAAAAAABOg/2-YSnTYooWc/s72-c/DSC06208.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-6133986789724081724</id><published>2009-08-10T16:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T17:12:25.400-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SoCbB_2hUOI/AAAAAAAABOY/eZSrzvdYaEs/s1600-h/DSC06191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SoCbB_2hUOI/AAAAAAAABOY/eZSrzvdYaEs/s320/DSC06191.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368461214447915234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SoCbBZc0CEI/AAAAAAAABOQ/YvbdcHEtwsY/s1600-h/DSC06194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SoCbBZc0CEI/AAAAAAAABOQ/YvbdcHEtwsY/s320/DSC06194.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368461204139542594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SoCbBJoDLSI/AAAAAAAABOI/-U3LXs1IBAM/s1600-h/DSC06193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SoCbBJoDLSI/AAAAAAAABOI/-U3LXs1IBAM/s320/DSC06193.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368461199891705122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SoCbA92UvWI/AAAAAAAABOA/RNTBYJQTJGI/s1600-h/DSC06187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SoCbA92UvWI/AAAAAAAABOA/RNTBYJQTJGI/s320/DSC06187.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368461196730350946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SoCbATTX7SI/AAAAAAAABN4/bOkdhG7cdiI/s1600-h/DSC06183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SoCbATTX7SI/AAAAAAAABN4/bOkdhG7cdiI/s320/DSC06183.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368461185309469986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...this is THE WEEK!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the week I have prayed about for such a long time.  At the beginning of the summer I thought it was a long ways away...then June went by so quickly, then July so quickly and AHHHHHHHHHHH here we are in August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My oldest two go to school for the first time (without their Momma).  I am emotional but really feel SO GOOD and at peace at what we are doing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all that said, I took the kids on a surprise trip today.  They had all kinds of guesses...the zoo, a museum, "Sand Antonio" (that would be Cooper)...a movie...etc.  A few weeks ago my friend told me about a place in Edmond called "Unpluggits."  It is a play place that has a huge playing area which includes a pirate ship, a two story play "thing" (nice wording) that you can climb through and slide on, a sand/water table, and dress up clothes.  There is also an "art" section.  The kids were able to paint, play with play dough, puppets, chalk, stamps and other crafty things.  We didn't do the "other" crafty things because those were not included in the cost.  I was not sure how long we would be there but ended up being there from about 10 to 2.  My kids had a great time.  I would highly recommend this place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This being THE WEEK.  I have something fun planned everyday...maybe too much with all that is going on ... we will see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only is this THE WEEK for school but also THE WEEK my baby turns 8!!!!!!!!!!!  WHAT?!?!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!?!?  More on this later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-6133986789724081724?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/6133986789724081724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=6133986789724081724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/6133986789724081724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/6133986789724081724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-week.html' title='This Week'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SoCbB_2hUOI/AAAAAAAABOY/eZSrzvdYaEs/s72-c/DSC06191.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-5410994794666711672</id><published>2009-08-02T17:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T17:38:40.039-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Friends</title><content type='html'>Yesterday on my facebook I got a message from my friend Courtney who said to come see her when we got to church.  I just thought it was to give me the sippy cup we left at their house earlier in the week.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOPE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I went to go see her this is what she gave me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SnYUGv-2aGI/AAAAAAAABNw/OvqIrhYB4Q0/s1600-h/DSC06134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SnYUGv-2aGI/AAAAAAAABNw/OvqIrhYB4Q0/s320/DSC06134.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365498112250374242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SnYUGYhJaUI/AAAAAAAABNo/w45gkuR22Og/s1600-h/DSC06136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SnYUGYhJaUI/AAAAAAAABNo/w45gkuR22Og/s320/DSC06136.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365498105951775042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SnYUGeUYtfI/AAAAAAAABNg/kr282BFM44s/s1600-h/DSC06137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SnYUGeUYtfI/AAAAAAAABNg/kr282BFM44s/s320/DSC06137.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365498107508864498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is so talented.  These cookies tasted great as well.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are our friends who had Kaibryn in their Sunday School class when she was 3.  They are HUGE OSU fans and we are HUGE OU fans.  Every week Kaibryn's art project was sent home with something orange on it...on purpose.   So I'm thinking the orange ribbons around the cookies was intentional.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's OK.  She is a sweet friend so I won't hold that against her.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-5410994794666711672?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/5410994794666711672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=5410994794666711672' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/5410994794666711672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/5410994794666711672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2009/08/sweet-friends.html' title='Sweet Friends'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SnYUGv-2aGI/AAAAAAAABNw/OvqIrhYB4Q0/s72-c/DSC06134.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-4277697827458954714</id><published>2009-07-30T10:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T10:29:43.690-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fried Okra Salad</title><content type='html'>I just read a blog and someone asked her what okra was?????  Are you kidding me...okra.  LOVE it.  It reminded me of a recipe that my sister-in-law Lindsay gave me (hope she doesn't mind me sharing it).  It is WONDERFUL so I thought I'd share it with my faithful readers...haha!!!!!  ENJOY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 lbs. breaded frozen okra&lt;br /&gt;Vegetable oil for frying&lt;br /&gt;2 lg. tomatoes, seeded and chopped&lt;br /&gt;1/w green bell pepper, diced&lt;br /&gt;1 bunch green onions, diced&lt;br /&gt;6 slicers bacon, cooked and crumbled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DRESSING:&lt;br /&gt;1/2 C. vegetable oil&lt;br /&gt;1/4 C. sugar&lt;br /&gt;1/4 C. distilled white vinegar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fry okra in vegetable oil according to package directions; drain on paper towels.  In a medium bowl, combine okra, tomatoes, bell pepper, green onions, and bacon.  In a small saucepan, combine oil, sugar, and vinegar.  Cook over medium heat, stirring frequently, until sugar dissolves.  Pour over okra mixture, tossing gently to coat.  Serve immediately.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-4277697827458954714?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/4277697827458954714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=4277697827458954714' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/4277697827458954714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/4277697827458954714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2009/07/fried-okra-salad.html' title='Fried Okra Salad'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-2899221263842577129</id><published>2009-07-27T08:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T08:54:08.135-05:00</updated><title type='text'>School Supplies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Sm2xVplcwAI/AAAAAAAABNY/nJwTn7OmFCE/s1600-h/DSC06133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Sm2xVplcwAI/AAAAAAAABNY/nJwTn7OmFCE/s320/DSC06133.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363137716766425090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every year, beginning the first week in August, I have this picture of Wal-Mart and Target being a ZOO because everyone is buying their school supplies.  And every year I would make a mental note to myself to remember when I am getting my kids supplies (which at that time seemed FOREVER away &amp; here it is) to get them early and not wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I remembered and this weekend school supplies were bought.  Honestly, it was kind of fun.  Kaibryn went with us to get them.  The boys HATE shopping so they were happy to stay home.  I have never bought so many pencils, crayons &amp; glue sticks at one time.  It was still pretty crowded but we were able to get everything that we needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here they are.  Now the goal for the next few weeks is to keep little fingers away from them!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-2899221263842577129?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/2899221263842577129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=2899221263842577129' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/2899221263842577129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/2899221263842577129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2009/07/school-supplies.html' title='School Supplies'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Sm2xVplcwAI/AAAAAAAABNY/nJwTn7OmFCE/s72-c/DSC06133.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-2956009922907146596</id><published>2009-07-18T21:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T22:45:02.045-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Change of Seasons</title><content type='html'>I have NEVER dealt well with change in my life...well, major changes.  In a few short weeks I will be entering a new season of my life as a Mother.  My older two will be heading off to school.  They will be attending the school that is in our neighborhood.  This week has been extremely emotional for me as I have been filling out paperwork and making plans for them to have the needed shots (I fell a little behind on those...oops!!!).  My babies are not babies anymore.  I am so excited for them and know they will absolutely love it and do well.  But as a Mother my heart is being ripped apart because for the past 7 years Christopher and Kaibryn have been with me day in and day out.  I have always been there.  But now it is time for them to go to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always gone to a private school and to be honest with you the thoughts of sending my kids to a public school has scared me to death.  But this is the path that the Lord has led us on and we are going to obey.  The Lord has taught me alot over the past several months about my role in this world. I am to love the Lord with all my heart and soul and love my neighbor.   Yes.  My priority is first to my family.  But what about my neighbor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tend to get caught up in my own little world within the four walls of my home and not look out at the people around me who are lost or hurting.  Yes.  I am a mom of four.  I stay at home.  We go to church.  We are not involved in alot of outside activity where I am around the lost.  And sad to say,   I don't know alot of lost people.  Over and over God keeps reminding me that my life is NOT about Keli...what makes Keli comfy...what is easy for Keli.  The Christian life is not easy and God never says it is.  He just promises us that He will never leave us and that when Keli is weak then He is strong and He will equip me for whatver situation I face.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prayed and prayed over the spring and summer that if God wanted us to send our kids to a private school that He would provide the money.  I probably drove by a school 4 or 5 times a week and just prayed.  That prayer was never answered.  The phrase that kept ringing in my heart  was "too easy."  When I have stopped and prayed it was like God said that if we sent our kids to school there it would be "easy" for me.  "Easy" because I would already know people.  "Easy" because most people already went to church somewhere.  "Easy" because most people talk openly about the Lord.  God has not called Keli to an "easy" life.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sending my kids to a public school is a huge step of faith for me and will be a time of stretching for me as well.  Those of you who know me well know that I am not a very outgoing person.  Chris tells me I am "SAD" (Social Anxiety Disorder).  I do tend to panic in a group of people especially those I don't know...my heart races...I start sweating...and in my head I am constantly trying to figure out what I am going to say next...I'M WEIRD!!!!!!!! :)  I really think that God has prepared my heart the past few months for the months ahead.  I can honestly say I am excited (don't get me wrong...still nervous) about getting to meet new  people and allowing Christ to use me to show His love to others.  It is not going to be easy one bit for me but God is reminding me over and over that He will be faithful to be strong in my weaknesses and that I am just to walk with Him and allow His love, kindness, people skills, words to flow through me to everyone I come in to contact with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another change I am facing is...I have a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few months ago I had a friend who taught at the "Little Sprouts Learning Center" at our church.  She asked if I would be interested in teaching and that I should think about it.  I did think it would be a good way to help earn some extra money for our family but prayed that if God wanted me to do this HE would have to allow it to basically fall in my lap.  I really didn't think about it any more past that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I got a message on facebook from the director of "Little Sprouts" saying that some people had given her my name and asked if I was interested.  I talked to Chris and began praying specifically for 3 things.  I asked her some questions and in her answers those three things I prayed for were answered.  I went and filled out an application, had an interview and got the job.  It is only 2 days a week and Cooper will be in the class I will be working in.  Once again, God has placed me in a ministry position where I am going to have to give Him all my weaknesses and He will show Himself strong.  I will be in contact with people who don't know Him.  It will be difficult for me but I know that all He asks is that I am obedient and He will do the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this to say there is a change of season coming.  I am excited and nervous at the same time.  It is time for Keli to grow up and to look outside the four walls of my safe little home at the world that God has placed me in.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I know most of the people who read this are just a few family members and friends.  If and when you think of me pray for the Momma who is sending her babies off to school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-2956009922907146596?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/2956009922907146596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=2956009922907146596' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/2956009922907146596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/2956009922907146596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2009/07/change-of-seasons.html' title='A Change of Seasons'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-8051023566969787200</id><published>2009-06-22T08:15:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T08:26:21.453-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Father's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Sj-GcSMI9XI/AAAAAAAABM4/XO_b_N2YYCs/s1600-h/DSC06063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Sj-GcSMI9XI/AAAAAAAABM4/XO_b_N2YYCs/s320/DSC06063.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350142702816654706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Sj-GcNG5zCI/AAAAAAAABMw/snhq7Qact00/s1600-h/DSC06053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Sj-GcNG5zCI/AAAAAAAABMw/snhq7Qact00/s320/DSC06053.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350142701452512290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Sj-GcNZlXdI/AAAAAAAABMo/Hc9CLxJyrMI/s1600-h/DSC06037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Sj-GcNZlXdI/AAAAAAAABMo/Hc9CLxJyrMI/s320/DSC06037.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350142701530865106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Sj-Gb9VVgmI/AAAAAAAABMg/N_a-t8i0pBY/s1600-h/DSC06030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Sj-Gb9VVgmI/AAAAAAAABMg/N_a-t8i0pBY/s320/DSC06030.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350142697218081378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Sj-GblXIdgI/AAAAAAAABMY/D1qVXqlZUXo/s1600-h/DSC06023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Sj-GblXIdgI/AAAAAAAABMY/D1qVXqlZUXo/s320/DSC06023.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350142690783163906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great weekend together celebrating Chris.  He is such an amazing Daddy.  I have never met anyone more patient, loving &amp; kind as he.  He loves to wrestle and play rough with the boys and then be sweet to the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday we went swimming &amp; had a blast.  We all love it.  If money were no option we would have one right now.  It is probably pretty safe to say that the next house we buy will have a swimming pool or will have enough room to have one put in.  I just wish Kaityn liked it.  It is ok that she doesn't though.  She stays far away from it &amp; plays which lets me actually swim.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For part of Chris's fathers day gift I wanted to have pictures of the kids made.  Well, with Jackson being born and all the excitement that goes with that I forgot.  So Friday I took the kids to the prayer garden at our church and took them myself.  They really turned out pretty good.  I got some individuals and then some of them together.  I ended up just following Kaityn around and taking picture after picture hoping one would turn out &amp; they did.  I was so proud of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something new I discovered at Walgreens was a "collage" picture.  You could get any size...I chose a 5X8 and it would hold up to 20 pictures.  I just chose 11 &amp; it turned out DARLING.  Wish I could figure out how to put that picture on here but I'll just put on some of the ones I took.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids are growing up so fast &amp; these pictures are proof.  Some of them made me cry when I saw them.  They are so sweet.  The black and white at the top of the blog was one of my favorites.  ENJOY!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-8051023566969787200?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/8051023566969787200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=8051023566969787200' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/8051023566969787200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/8051023566969787200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2009/06/fathers-day.html' title='Father&apos;s Day'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Sj-GcSMI9XI/AAAAAAAABM4/XO_b_N2YYCs/s72-c/DSC06063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-584602757784272662</id><published>2009-06-17T16:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T16:19:15.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Today I Became an Aunt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SjldzEOXFZI/AAAAAAAABLg/0fkpcw28qN0/s1600-h/DSC06008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SjldzEOXFZI/AAAAAAAABLg/0fkpcw28qN0/s320/DSC06008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348409164367861138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Sjldy-5-k9I/AAAAAAAABLY/e2fu7xYyi-g/s1600-h/DSC06007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Sjldy-5-k9I/AAAAAAAABLY/e2fu7xYyi-g/s320/DSC06007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348409162940191698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SjldykeBFPI/AAAAAAAABLQ/sxu4pH-AIEk/s1600-h/DSC06003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SjldykeBFPI/AAAAAAAABLQ/sxu4pH-AIEk/s320/DSC06003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348409155843593458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Jackson Alan Hand was born weighing 8 lbs., 5 oz. and was 21 1/2 inches long.  The moment I heard him cry my heart melted.  How I love this guy so much already.  Lindsay did GREAT!!!!!  She &amp; Michael are going to be great parents.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left pretty soon after he was born &amp; cannot wait to love on him.  I had a sweet friend watch my kids today because I was not sure how long it would be.  They are so excited to go up there tonight when Chris gets home from work to meet their cousin Jackson.  They are going to be great with him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-584602757784272662?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/584602757784272662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=584602757784272662' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/584602757784272662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/584602757784272662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-i-became-aunt.html' title='Today I Became an Aunt'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SjldzEOXFZI/AAAAAAAABLg/0fkpcw28qN0/s72-c/DSC06008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-4019010504763869023</id><published>2009-06-16T12:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T12:28:18.988-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Toot Toot!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SjfV9nExARI/AAAAAAAABLE/Y5sxs2MLhrk/s1600-h/DSC05987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SjfV9nExARI/AAAAAAAABLE/Y5sxs2MLhrk/s400/DSC05987.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347978336963461394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read alot of blogs where most of the "things" in their home come from thrift stores.  To be honest I have been amazed at the things that they have found.  Well, I LOVE to find things for my house but obviously with 4 kiddos we can't spend alot of money.  A  couple of weeks ago when Chris and I had a weekend getaway for our anniversary we were driving around &amp; I asked him if we could stop at Goodwill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I walked in I wanted to turn around and leave.  I am so glad I didn't.   I stuck with it &amp; found 2 great items.  One is a chair for our desk in the kitchen.  I needed a smaller one &amp; right as I walked in the door there it was.  It cost $3.00.  I haven't painted it yet.  That is on my to do list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next big find and I am so proud of this one was a hanging book rack for the girls room.  It had this ivy stuff painted on it in purple &amp; yellow.  I called my favorite paint man (my hubby) and he brought me some paint &amp; I painted it white.  I just got finished hanging it &amp; I LOVE it.  Here's the best part.  It's from POTTERY BARN KIDS!!!!!!!  We went to a Pottery Barn &amp; they are $69.00.  I paid $3.00!!!!!!!  Woo Hoo!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So not to toot my own horn but I am so proud of myself.  I can't wait until I can go back &amp; find some more treasures!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-4019010504763869023?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/4019010504763869023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=4019010504763869023' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/4019010504763869023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/4019010504763869023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2009/06/toot-toot.html' title='Toot Toot!!!!!'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SjfV9nExARI/AAAAAAAABLE/Y5sxs2MLhrk/s72-c/DSC05987.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-5588421677674204346</id><published>2009-06-15T09:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T09:43:49.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend At the Andersons</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SjZeHMOkQZI/AAAAAAAABK8/yABNZ09gs1w/s1600-h/DSC05984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SjZeHMOkQZI/AAAAAAAABK8/yABNZ09gs1w/s320/DSC05984.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347565085183459730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SjZeGwjOniI/AAAAAAAABK0/HrGbqcS4iSk/s1600-h/DSC05983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SjZeGwjOniI/AAAAAAAABK0/HrGbqcS4iSk/s320/DSC05983.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347565077753929250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SjZeG8vkFHI/AAAAAAAABKs/kLgYnrT0zMs/s1600-h/DSC05980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SjZeG8vkFHI/AAAAAAAABKs/kLgYnrT0zMs/s320/DSC05980.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347565081026892914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SjZeGjMiZ0I/AAAAAAAABKk/ZMN6z3qHS7Q/s1600-h/DSC05979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SjZeGjMiZ0I/AAAAAAAABKk/ZMN6z3qHS7Q/s320/DSC05979.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347565074169096002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SjZeGdkG8LI/AAAAAAAABKc/iY6fh-eL7Vo/s1600-h/DSC05978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SjZeGdkG8LI/AAAAAAAABKc/iY6fh-eL7Vo/s320/DSC05978.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347565072657346738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a fun weekend we had.  It was busy but we were together and we had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/span&gt; - I took the kids swimming &amp; I am convinced that I gave birth to fish, except for Kaityn Mae.  For some reason she HATES the water and will only go on the top step.  However, Christopher would swim up to her and jump up and she would laugh that deep belly laugh and pat him on the head.  She did this over and over until she slipped and went all the way in the water.  Then she was finished.  No more for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night we had a "Connection Group" leaders meeting at a teachers house and we had a blast.  Kaityn Mae stayed with Grandad &amp; Nana because I knew that we would be late.  Our older three took off as soon as we got there to play with their friends.  There was fishing, a trampoline, a golf cart type car, &amp; of course swimming.  What do you think the kids did most of the time...yes, swim.  It has been great knowing people with pools who will allow us to come over.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/span&gt; - Saturday I got up and ran &amp; then fixed us some yummy breakfast - toad-n-the-holes &amp; turkey bacon.  My kids would eat bacon all day if I would let them.  They love it.  After Chris mowed the front yard we went swimming again.  I got to swim this time because Kaityn stayed the night with Grandad &amp; Nana.  Chris and I LOVE to swim (wonder where the kids got it).  I made a picnic lunch and just enjoyed playing together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday afternoon we went to a "Hawaiian" themed wedding of a couple who used to work for Chris when he was at the tag office .  It was very "earthy."  Everything was compared to water, sand &amp; sky.  When we left I felt weird.  Where was the sacredness (word?)?  I left empty.  I also left so thankful for a God who is the perfect husband and who is preparing me His bride.  The wedding was outside and when I say HOT, it does not even begin to describe how hot it was.  We were facing the sun &amp; we were sweating like crazy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I brought my camera to take some pictures of my kids.  They are getting so old and would roll their eyes when I would say, "Let me take your picture."  You know what though...I'm going to continue to do it because they are getting so old.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-5588421677674204346?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/5588421677674204346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=5588421677674204346' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/5588421677674204346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/5588421677674204346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2009/06/weekend-at-andersons.html' title='Weekend At the Andersons'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SjZeHMOkQZI/AAAAAAAABK8/yABNZ09gs1w/s72-c/DSC05984.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-4706228784921139943</id><published>2009-06-04T16:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T16:37:33.048-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Sig-WQwp4AI/AAAAAAAABKU/9Z1IAaDlpHU/s1600-h/DSC05977.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Sig-WQwp4AI/AAAAAAAABKU/9Z1IAaDlpHU/s320/DSC05977.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343589510052175874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Sig-WG-FE1I/AAAAAAAABKM/7hPo2hIhK1E/s1600-h/DSC05974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Sig-WG-FE1I/AAAAAAAABKM/7hPo2hIhK1E/s320/DSC05974.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343589507424129874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Sig-WPEGQyI/AAAAAAAABKE/zJFGEqYOfI8/s1600-h/DSC05971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Sig-WPEGQyI/AAAAAAAABKE/zJFGEqYOfI8/s320/DSC05971.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343589509596857122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Sig-V7YBknI/AAAAAAAABJ8/FcptMMaO5GM/s1600-h/DSC05969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Sig-V7YBknI/AAAAAAAABJ8/FcptMMaO5GM/s320/DSC05969.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343589504311726706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Sig-VgVK5nI/AAAAAAAABJ0/_Xgbu18WEkE/s1600-h/DSC05962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Sig-VgVK5nI/AAAAAAAABJ0/_Xgbu18WEkE/s320/DSC05962.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343589497051997810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Word - &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SWIMMING!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-4706228784921139943?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/4706228784921139943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=4706228784921139943' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/4706228784921139943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/4706228784921139943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2009/06/thankful-thursday.html' title='Thankful Thursday'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Sig-WQwp4AI/AAAAAAAABKU/9Z1IAaDlpHU/s72-c/DSC05977.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-6719872454767349985</id><published>2009-05-30T21:19:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T21:34:01.398-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SiHsNLQef6I/AAAAAAAABJk/-yQVLSFQMU4/s1600-h/DSC05944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SiHsNLQef6I/AAAAAAAABJk/-yQVLSFQMU4/s320/DSC05944.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341810344142471074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my girl who loves water but HATES the sprinkler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SiHsM7hiZJI/AAAAAAAABJc/LpElKB1razE/s1600-h/DSC05943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SiHsM7hiZJI/AAAAAAAABJc/LpElKB1razE/s320/DSC05943.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341810339919062162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids had fun playing in the sprinkler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SiHsM-QrVAI/AAAAAAAABJU/rEpzSu5ocqU/s1600-h/DSC05933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SiHsM-QrVAI/AAAAAAAABJU/rEpzSu5ocqU/s320/DSC05933.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341810340653650946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sweet girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SiHsMputVAI/AAAAAAAABJM/CgRPMhEfgXw/s1600-h/DSC05913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SiHsMputVAI/AAAAAAAABJM/CgRPMhEfgXw/s320/DSC05913.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341810335142466562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christopher was so proud of the frog that he caught.  They FREAK me out...don't tell them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I am typing this, I am laying on the couch watching basketball with Chris.  This has been such a fun day.  We have enjoyed just being at home...not having any plans.  Chris mowed, the boys &amp; Chris got haircuts, the kids played in the sprinkler, we went to Sam's &amp; cooked burgers on the grill.  The kids had a great time &amp; I LOVED being outside with them &amp; watching them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling this is going to be a busy week.  Hopefully my sister-in-law will have her baby (any day).  I have been doing some serious nesting the past couple of days.  I'm so excited about holding sweet Jackson it is ridiculous.  He is going to have some great parents &amp; I am looking forward especially to seeing my brother with a baby of his own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend my in-laws are coming into town.  I always want to TRY to have everything perfect for when they will be here.  I used to stress out alot about it &amp; now I just stress out a little...haha!!!!!  I just want things to look nice &amp; be nice.  The kids are so excited &amp; are counting down the days to see PaPa &amp; Grana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am LOVING summer so far.  The beautiful weather, the relaxing &amp; the fun we have doing things together...zoo, parks, picnics, swimming (pretty soon), etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone is doing well.  These are a few pictures of our day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-6719872454767349985?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/6719872454767349985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=6719872454767349985' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/6719872454767349985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/6719872454767349985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2009/05/lazy-saturday.html' title='Lazy Saturday'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SiHsNLQef6I/AAAAAAAABJk/-yQVLSFQMU4/s72-c/DSC05944.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-2473709448986502885</id><published>2009-05-29T08:59:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T09:18:00.151-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Little Gymnast</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Sh_r0u28stI/AAAAAAAABIk/_g2bv8GpAJQ/s1600-h/DSC05906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Sh_r0u28stI/AAAAAAAABIk/_g2bv8GpAJQ/s320/DSC05906.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341246974248923858"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Sh_r0VfXhwI/AAAAAAAABIc/_EE5XphTAe8/s1600-h/DSC05903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Sh_r0VfXhwI/AAAAAAAABIc/_EE5XphTAe8/s320/DSC05903.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341246967439132418"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Sh_r0A7tmnI/AAAAAAAABIM/MDac6EOrCgc/s1600-h/DSC05886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Sh_r0A7tmnI/AAAAAAAABIM/MDac6EOrCgc/s320/DSC05886.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341246961920875122"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was Kaibryn's end of the year gymnastics program.  She has done gymnastics for a little less than a year.  When she first started she was nervous about anything new.  She did not like walking on the high beam, she was afraid of falling off the bars &amp;amp; she could not do a cartwheel or a bridge.  Well, now if you ask her she LOVES the bars (she has the strongest arms of any little girl I have ever seen...she is cut).  She gets up on the highest beam and can spin around on her toes, she can do a cartwheel, she can get up in a bridge &amp;amp; can kick back out of it (w/a little help).  She has made some friends and absolutely LOVES her teacher Miss Rebecca.  Miss Rebecca has been so encouraging to her this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are taking the summer off but she'll start back in August.  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Nothing is really going on...nothing bad is happening...I just feel "blah."  Today has been pretty bad.  I did not feel like doing anything &amp; would have loved to have just sat on the couch and veg out.  However, when my perspective starting changing to that of thankfulness I have a new attitude &amp; a better outlook on the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...here is my thankful list...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I am thankful for a home that keeps us cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  I am thankful for my kids that (at times) play together quite well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  I am thankful that by putting up a blanket behind the girls blinds in their room Kaityn Mae has slept later than 5:30 or 6:00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  I am thankful that I actually LOVE running &amp; look forward to getting up in the morning to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  I am thankful that I am able to stay at home.  I know of several girls who have kids  that work &amp; would love to stay at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  I am thankful for our health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  I am thankful that even though the Dr. bills are coming in from my CAT scan that God will provide the money we need to pay for those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  I am thankful that we are going to get to go on a vacation in September to FL &amp; possibly  to the "D.W."  I am NOT ABOUT TO TELL THE KIDS THAT NOW.  They would drive me bonkers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  I am thankful that VERY SOON I am going to get to see sweet Jackson's face &amp; love on him.  I can't wait to be an Aunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  I am thankful for God's provision of "silly" things that I desire like landscaping rocks for the front of our house.  We had the PERFECT EXACT ammount we needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.  I am thankful for my husband who is so encouraging to me.  We will celebrate our 9th anniversary here in a couple of weeks...WOW!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has a great weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-4838548746085818737?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/4838548746085818737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=4838548746085818737' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/4838548746085818737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/4838548746085818737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2009/05/thankful-thursday_28.html' title='Thankful Thursday'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-981698840769723501</id><published>2009-05-26T09:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T09:24:30.491-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorial Weekend</title><content type='html'>What a fun weekend we had.  It has been a long time since we have really not had anything planned &amp; we were able to relax a little.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some little snipits of what we did...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;FRIDAY NIGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents got back in from Seattle &amp; they came over for a cookout complete with homemade ice-cream.  After they left Chris set up the tent so the kids (&amp; Chris) could "camp out."  They had so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up &amp; ran 4 miles&lt;br /&gt;Went to Target &amp; got some "running clothes".  I felt like I was running in flannel pj's it was so hot.&lt;br /&gt;Came home for naps...for EVERYONE&lt;br /&gt;Went to Lowe's to get some mulch &amp; got POURED on.&lt;br /&gt;Made food for Sunday - homemade potato salad &amp; Strawberry swirl cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SUNDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to church&lt;br /&gt;Had a cookout at my parents house...steak, chicken, burgers &amp; all the fixin's&lt;br /&gt;Home&lt;br /&gt;Had my brother Michael  &amp; sister-in-law Lindsay with baby Jackson &amp; our friends James &amp; Crystal over to watch the basketball&lt;br /&gt;     game.&lt;br /&gt;Kids slept in the tent again...which means I did not sleep Sunday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;MONDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up going to sleep around 3:15 (I can't sleep when Chris is not here) &amp; then Kaityn got up at 5:33!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Other kids got up at 6&lt;br /&gt;I went for a run&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast&lt;br /&gt;Took kids to a movie&lt;br /&gt;Ate dinner again at my parents b/c I took a nap...remember 2 1/2 hrs. of sleep.  I have not been that tired in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;Home&lt;br /&gt;Baths&lt;br /&gt;Bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****All during these days there was lots of laughing, playing, jumping on the trampoline, eating.  We had a GREAT time just being together with family.  It is now Tuesday &amp; WOW do I have alot of laundry to do.  Hoping the rain will stay away.  The kids today are up, happy &amp; playing.  We are so blessed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-981698840769723501?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/981698840769723501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=981698840769723501' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/981698840769723501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/981698840769723501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2009/05/memorial-weekend.html' title='Memorial Weekend'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-8614203953481687514</id><published>2009-05-22T21:42:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T21:48:02.507-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Grandad</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/ShdjGeQbNeI/AAAAAAAABIE/uNXGvAhGQNc/s1600-h/DSC05722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/ShdjGeQbNeI/AAAAAAAABIE/uNXGvAhGQNc/s320/DSC05722.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338844846123333090"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandad &amp;amp; Nana have been out of town &amp;amp; came home tonight.  They came over for a cookout &amp;amp; played with the kids on the trampoline.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The video will give you a good laugh.  My Dad was cracking us up.  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Dark clouds.&lt;br /&gt;2.  Our trampoline.&lt;br /&gt;3.  That I have Mommy &amp; Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaibryn is thankful for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Animals.&lt;br /&gt;2.  Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;3.  My brothers &amp; sister.&lt;br /&gt;4.  My friends at church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooper is thankful for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Playing.&lt;br /&gt;2.  Food.&lt;br /&gt;3.  Cars so we can drive in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaityn is thankful for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. "Melmo" - Elma&lt;br /&gt;2.  "Beeba" - Kaibryn&lt;br /&gt;3.  "Baby" - Any baby doll she has&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is "Thankful Thursday".  I am thankful ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  That God has blessed me with 35 yrs. of life.  I can see His hand on every part of my life &amp; the path He has set for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  For my children who make me laugh, cry, &amp; PRAY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  For my husband who has such a servant's heart.  He is always asking what he can do for me &amp; what he can do to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  That tomorrow we will be finished with school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  For friends to laugh with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  For the rain...but also thankful that it is coming to an end.  I know in July &amp; August we will miss it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  That my leg is feeling better.  Hope to start running again tomorrow or Saturday.  For those of you who don't know...since I turned 35 (**gulp**) yesterday I decided that next year I am going to run the 1/2 marathon in April.  I am really excited &amp; have enjoyed walking/running the few mornings that it has not been raining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  That my laundry is all caught up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  That in a few short weeks I'm going to get to meet my nephew Jackson.  I already love that little guy!!!!!  He's going to love his "Auntie Keli" and cousin Kaibryn, christopher, Cooper &amp; Kaityn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  For my daughter Kaibryn who is sitting right here next to me.  She is a sweet heart &amp; a helper to her Mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thursday!!!!!  What are you thankful for?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-178636746717930559?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/178636746717930559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=178636746717930559' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/178636746717930559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/178636746717930559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2009/05/thankful-thursday.html' title='Thankful Thursday'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-1248789251158969040</id><published>2009-05-14T09:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T09:28:14.157-05:00</updated><title type='text'>AWANA Cubbies Award Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Sgwqc30hyDI/AAAAAAAABH8/OhLPLo3QmWc/s1600-h/DSC05735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 179px; height: 314px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Sgwqc30hyDI/AAAAAAAABH8/OhLPLo3QmWc/s320/DSC05735.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335686334036166706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Sgwqc-EegCI/AAAAAAAABH0/GPfsbOD4I5E/s1600-h/DSC05726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 290px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Sgwqc-EegCI/AAAAAAAABH0/GPfsbOD4I5E/s320/DSC05726.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335686335713673250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SgwqckGRiEI/AAAAAAAABHs/i7YF2vp5qhQ/s1600-h/DSC05725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 282px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SgwqckGRiEI/AAAAAAAABHs/i7YF2vp5qhQ/s320/DSC05725.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335686328741890114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SgwqcjqamxI/AAAAAAAABHk/RdTrXfAYZrE/s1600-h/DSC05738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SgwqcjqamxI/AAAAAAAABHk/RdTrXfAYZrE/s320/DSC05738.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335686328625044242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Sgwqcro2wQI/AAAAAAAABHc/FiGQSkHaN0c/s1600-h/DSC05741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 295px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Sgwqcro2wQI/AAAAAAAABHc/FiGQSkHaN0c/s320/DSC05741.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335686330765984002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight was the last night for Cooper in AWANA's.  He received an award for finishing his book &amp; doing the extra stuff in the book.  He LOVED AWANAS.  It was not uncommon for us to pick him up &amp; his leader would tell us he changed his name to "Luke Skywalker" or "Wolverine" or "Batman".  Cooper is quite the character.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is friends with everyone &amp; loves everyone except a friend of ours who always shows Cooper the Longhorn sign.  The other night Cooper &amp; I were talking about how we are to love everyone.  He said, "I love everyone...(Pause)...except for Mr. Johnny he is a 'poo poo head' fan.  He always tries to get me to do this (the longhorn sign).  I don't like him."  It was very funny.  Yesterday at lunch Chris brought home pizza for lunch for my BD &amp; the kids were asking if they could go see "Night at the Museum" 2.  Chris said, "I'll have to pray about it."  Cooper looked as if he were praying &amp; looked up at the ceiling and said, "What did you say?"  He then said, "Daddy, He said, yes."  We laughed so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hard to believe that this boy entered the world at 3 lbs., 6 oz.  What a joy he is.  I am so grateful that he LOVES church.  His little heart is so sweet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-1248789251158969040?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/1248789251158969040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=1248789251158969040' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/1248789251158969040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/1248789251158969040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2009/05/awana-cubbies-award-night.html' title='AWANA Cubbies Award Night'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Sgwqc30hyDI/AAAAAAAABH8/OhLPLo3QmWc/s72-c/DSC05735.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-7570523499375537194</id><published>2009-05-12T15:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T17:55:00.449-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What's For Dinner?</title><content type='html'>Every day around 3:00 this is the question I hear at least 100 times.  Today when my kids started asking I told them what we were having &amp; their response was "that sounds yummy."  This is not what they usually say so I know they must be STARVING (&amp; they have had a snack so no worries.  They will make it to dinner).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...this is what we are having for dinner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HONEY-BAKED CHICKEN&lt;/span&gt; (my sister-in-law Lindsay's recipe)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Split chicken breasts (or boneless, skinless breasts)&lt;br /&gt;Butter, melted&lt;br /&gt;Garlic powder&lt;br /&gt;Black pepper&lt;br /&gt;Paprika&lt;br /&gt;Lawry's Seasoning Salt&lt;br /&gt;Honey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place chicken breasts in baking dish and brush with melted butter.  Sprinkle lightly with garlic powder, black pepper and paprika.  Sprinkle generously with Lawry's Seasoning salt.  Seal tightly with aluminum foil and bake at 350 for 30 minutes.  Uncover and generously top chicken breasts with honey.  Bake uncovered until golden brown.  The broth can be used as a delicious dipping sauce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;GREEN BEAN BUNDLES&lt;/span&gt; (Paula Deene)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 or 3 cans whole green beans&lt;br /&gt;bacon slices&lt;br /&gt;1stick butter&lt;br /&gt;1C. brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;1t. Garlic Salt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place green beans in a bowl &amp; salt them a little w/regular salt or Cavender's (my favorite)&lt;br /&gt;Wrap handful of green beans in 1/2 slice of bacon.&lt;br /&gt;Melt stick of butter and stir in 1 C. Brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;Add 1 t. Garlic Salt&lt;br /&gt;Pour over bundles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bake 350 for 30 minutes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;HERBED MONKEY BREAD&lt;/span&gt; (Paula Deene)&lt;br /&gt;**We were going to have this but don't have all the stuff...boo hoo!!!**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 stick butter, melted plus 1/4 C. melted, plus more for pan&lt;br /&gt;1 C. grated parmesan cheese plus more for sprinkling&lt;br /&gt;2t. Dried Italian seasoning&lt;br /&gt;2 pkgs. biscuits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pre-heat oven to 350.  Lightly butter bundt pan; set aside.&lt;br /&gt;In small bowl combine cheese &amp; It. seasoning.  Roll each biscuit into ball &amp; dip in 1 stick melted butter, then coat with cheese mixture.  Place into prepared pan.  Bake 30-35 min.  Cover with foil the last 10 min. of bkng. to prevent excessive browning if needed.  Let cool in pan 10 min.  Invert onto serving plate.  Drizzle with remaning 1/4 C. melted butter &amp; sprinkle with grated parmesan cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M STARVING!!!!  What are you having for dinner?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-7570523499375537194?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/7570523499375537194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=7570523499375537194' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/7570523499375537194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/7570523499375537194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2009/05/whats-for-dinner.html' title='What&apos;s For Dinner?'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-5075938198512098583</id><published>2009-05-05T15:03:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T15:18:32.877-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy Day...Again!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SgCenjlArKI/AAAAAAAABHU/yqml3sSGkb4/s1600-h/DSC05721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SgCenjlArKI/AAAAAAAABHU/yqml3sSGkb4/s320/DSC05721.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332436361209228450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SgCenWayFiI/AAAAAAAABHM/YCGDPXmhcek/s1600-h/DSC05720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SgCenWayFiI/AAAAAAAABHM/YCGDPXmhcek/s320/DSC05720.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332436357676668450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SgCenOnuPwI/AAAAAAAABHE/y5m2svj5ct8/s1600-h/DSC05719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SgCenOnuPwI/AAAAAAAABHE/y5m2svj5ct8/s320/DSC05719.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332436355583459074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know we are supposed to be joyful in all things but we are going on I think 10 days straight of rain.  I'm struggling with rejoicing.  Normally I LOVE rain during the day because they seem to be relaxing to me for some reason.  But today, YUCK!!!  I was not motivated to do ANYTHING except to maybe COOK!!!!!  That is not always good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually when I feel like this it is something sweet &amp; then I eat most of it before the end of the day.  I am trying to lose some weight so instead of fixing sweets I was fixing dinner...at 10:30 this morning.  I'm excited about it though.  We are having Paula Deene's Bacon Cheeseburger Meatloaf, baked potatoes, green beans, bread &amp; then the kids &amp; I made a dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had some pretzel sticks, white chocolate &amp; sprinkles so after lunch today which was at 10:45 because my kids were starving because I cannot get them to eat ANY kind of breakfast they made dessert.  It was MESSY but it was so much fun.  They were excited &amp; did not want to eat any so Daddy could see all of them when he got home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are growing up so fast.  I love to watch them.  They make my heart happy on this gloomy day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-5075938198512098583?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/5075938198512098583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=5075938198512098583' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/5075938198512098583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/5075938198512098583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2009/05/rainy-dayagain.html' title='Rainy Day...Again!!!'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SgCenjlArKI/AAAAAAAABHU/yqml3sSGkb4/s72-c/DSC05721.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-1989508816916184489</id><published>2009-04-21T09:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T09:55:39.510-05:00</updated><title type='text'>For PaPa...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b622035c5a95b175" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-5819108765395300358</id><published>2009-04-20T14:08:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T14:23:57.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, Monday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SezKs-2uR5I/AAAAAAAABG0/7voTWcJDugY/s1600-h/DSC05691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SezKs-2uR5I/AAAAAAAABG0/7voTWcJDugY/s320/DSC05691.JPG" border="0" &lt;br /&gt;alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326855333408032658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing restaurant/store with the trampoline boxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SezKs6qTArI/AAAAAAAABGs/Pw_nmJZKKKA/s1600-h/DSC05690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SezKs6qTArI/AAAAAAAABGs/Pw_nmJZKKKA/s320/DSC05690.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326855332282172082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaityn wanting to be like "Beeba."  (Kaibryn)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SezKslERugI/AAAAAAAABGk/ofrvF3v-CX8/s1600-h/DSC05689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SezKslERugI/AAAAAAAABGk/ofrvF3v-CX8/s320/DSC05689.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326855326485559810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaibryn reading...as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SezKspdavuI/AAAAAAAABGc/Pz_HpIAKL84/s1600-h/DSC05687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SezKspdavuI/AAAAAAAABGc/Pz_HpIAKL84/s320/DSC05687.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326855327664750306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooper driving his racecar.  I think the sun might have been in Kaityn Mae's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, once again the week is off.  We had quite a busy weekend here at the Anderson household...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soccer games...lunch w/Grandad &amp; Nana...cleaned out kids closet...got clothes out of the attic to go through for summer...yard mowed...trampoline put up (partly)...dinner...baths...bed for kids...Pink Swirls for Mom &amp; Dad.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun weekend but lots to do this week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finish putting out summer clothes...stuff back up in attic...finish painting the bathroom...haircuts...dr. appt. for Cooper...Pink Swirls with friends tomorrow (can you tell I like this place)...plus all the laundry, cleaning, piano lessons, soccer practices, gymnastics,  playing, cooking, &amp; just being with my kids.  I love this life I am blessed with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather is beautiful today &amp; the kids have been outside most of the morning  playing with the boxes that the trampoline came in.  Looking forward to a gorgeous week &amp; trying to fit in a day to go to the zoo somewhere in there.  Might not happen but we will see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has a great week.  Will post soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-5819108765395300358?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/5819108765395300358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=5819108765395300358' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/5819108765395300358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/5819108765395300358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2009/04/monday-monday.html' title='Monday, Monday...'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SezKs-2uR5I/AAAAAAAABG0/7voTWcJDugY/s72-c/DSC05691.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-3317170306319822934</id><published>2009-04-16T16:49:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T16:59:54.864-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SeepwlI84sI/AAAAAAAABGU/mRh8MJVE1Ek/s1600-h/DSC05641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SeepwlI84sI/AAAAAAAABGU/mRh8MJVE1Ek/s320/DSC05641.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325411736457372354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW!!!!  Have not done this in a while.  I need to start again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I am thankful for a husband who was "Mr. Mom" for a week while I was sick &amp; for a Mom who took over &amp; kept my home in working order during the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  I am thankful for our church family who provided meals for our family (even when I started feeling better) during that week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  I am thankful for friends who came to stay with Chris in the emergency room while I was being looked at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  I am thankful for date night last weekend with some friends.  It was fun to be silly &amp; laugh ALOT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  I am thankful that school is almost over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  I am thankful that the kids are loving all the activities they are involved in this spring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  I am thankful that prayer works!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  I am thankful that Kaityn is starting to actually makes some sense when she talks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  I am thankful for friends who love our kids like they were there own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  I am thankful that spring is around the corner (I think).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.  I am thankful for my Mom &amp; the twice a year shopping trip she takes me on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.  I am thankful for this past Sunday.  God is doing some amazing things at First Southern &amp; I am so glad that Chris &amp; I are able to have a little part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.  I am so thankful for my kids who keep me hopping (&amp; tired).  We are beyond blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is something you are thankful for?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-3317170306319822934?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/3317170306319822934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=3317170306319822934' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/3317170306319822934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/3317170306319822934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2009/04/thankful-thursday.html' title='Thankful Thursday'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SeepwlI84sI/AAAAAAAABGU/mRh8MJVE1Ek/s72-c/DSC05641.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-5035624376966431942</id><published>2009-04-07T12:07:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T13:39:29.084-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Keeper of the Home</title><content type='html'>I actually started this post on Monday but for some reason  (a husband to care for, 4 kiddos, &amp; a home to keep in some kind of order) I am a little behind in getting my thoughts put together and posting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts have been swimming around in my head &amp; there are so many things God is showing me &amp; reminding me.  I honestly don't know why I am typing this out.  Maybe it is for me.  Maybe someone else needs some encouragement.  I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts keep coming back to my home.  I have been thinking about what type of place it is to my family, friends, neighbors, or anyone that just stops by.  I guess it started Monday when I went to return some dishes to a friend who had brought my family a meal when I was sick last week.  Chris always teases me that I have "social anxiety disorder" (SAD).   It is very hard for me to talk to people, especially people I don't know or know that well.   This is totally opposite of my husband who could talk to a brick wall (I'm serious).  Well, I actually drove past my friends house thinking "Oh my goodness.  What if she thinks I'm weird for just stopping by."  "What if I should have called first."  However, I pushed past my fears (after Christopher pointed out that the lights were on &amp; she was home) and stopped by anyway.  This friend was totally opposite &amp; I knew she would be.  She was very welcoming &amp; sweet &amp; acted as if it were no big deal.  I'm just silly that way.  I laugh at myself &amp; how I think.  Maybe I do have "SAD."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It brought me back to a Bible study that I have taken three times.  It is called "Keepers of the Home."  It was written by a lady who lives in Edmond, OK.  It is probably one of the best Bible studies I have been a part of.  I am all about "practical".  I want to be able to put into practice everything I learn or what use is it, right?  Anywho, this study is based off of Titus 2 :3 -5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Titus 2:3 - 5 - "Older women likewise are to be reverent in their behavior, not malicious gossips nor enslaved to much wine, teaching what is good, so that they may encourage the young women to love their husbands, to love their children, to be sensitive, pure, workers at home, kind, being subject to their husbands, so that the Word of God will not be dishonored."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Bible study was so great for me &amp; I learned so much about caring for my home, not just the physical aspects of it but spiritual as well.   But the one thing I keep coming back to is "hospitality."  Romans 12:13 says, "Share with God's people who are in need.  Practice hospitality."  And Ephesians 4:29 &amp; 32 says, "No rotten talk should come from your mouth, but only what is good for the building up of someone in need.  In order to give grace to those who hear...Be kind and compassionate to one another...."  My home should be a place to encourage others...not just family but anyone who enters our home.  There is a quote by Joseph Fort Newton which I love.  It says, "share your life, and find the finest joy man can know.  Don't be stingy with your heart.  Get out of yourself into the lives of others, and a new life will flow into you.  Share &amp; share alike."  I think of my heart.  What do I want others to know...God's love, peace, encouragement, comfort.  I desire my home to be a picture of what Heaven will be like as opposed to what the world is life...selfishness, anger, pride, hurtful, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are other verses that encourage me in the area of hospitality...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 20:28 - "Just as the Son of Man did not come to be served, but to SERVE, and to give his life as a ransom for many."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Timothy 6:17 - 19 - "Command those who are rich in this present world not to be arrogant nor to put their hope in wealth, which is so uncertain, but to put their hope in God, who richly provides us with everything for our enjoyment.  Command them to DO GOOD , to be rich in GOOD DEEDS , and to be GENEROUS  and WILLING to share.  In this way, they will lay up treasure for themselves as a firm foundation for the coming age, so they may take hold of the life that is truly life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not once do these verses talk about convenience or it being easy...it is a matter of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back over the past couple of years I believe that I have grown some in this area of hospitality...although I also know I have a lot to learn.  I have made many mistakes but have grown...this godly life is a process, right?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few years ago when we lived in our old home we had some neighbors who moved here from Ohio (the woman had met the man on the internet &amp; moved her three children here to live with him - just a little background).  It was not uncommon to be sitting down for dinner &amp; looking out our window &amp; seeing Daniel looking in at us.  We became friends with he &amp; his sister Kaitlynn.  There were weeks where they would eat with us 2 &amp; 3 times.  At the beginning I was so frustrated because this was our "family time"...a time for just us to be together.  The Lord reminded me of prayers I prayed when Chris &amp; I were first married that our home would be a place ANYONE would feel welcome.  After getting my heart right I just always prepared extra just in case they stopped by.  Was this easy?  No.  Did I always have a "happy heart"?  No.  It did begin to prepare me for now.  Generally when I fix dinner, I always fix extra just in case someone come over.  In the past we have at random times have called people to come over &amp; earlier this year we had a different family over each week.  It has just been fun.  God has showed me that this life is NOT ABOUT ME but being generous and sharing with everyone...friends &amp; family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier this year we had the opportunity to have Chris's parents live with us for a month while his Dad was off &amp; Mom was going to physical therapy from an injury she got at work.  I can honestly say it was fun even though we gained so much weight.  I'm not kidding.  His Mom can cook up a storm.  Was it easy for both of us? NO.  Was it convenient? No.  They slept on an air up mattress every night and put it away every morning.  They had no privacy or quietness (not possible w/4 kids).  I never heard them complain.  They were grateful &amp; helpful &amp; our family was blessed by them being here.  But I truly learned alot this time about helping those in need whether it was convenient for me or not.  I was blessed in that month that they were here &amp; I am glad we were able to help them.  That is what families do.  They would have done the same for us if we were in their situation.  I pray that we were a blessing to them as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My prayer for our home is that ANYONE will feel welcome at ANY time.  That is what God has called me to do.  My family/my home is my mission field.  Not just to the people who we have planned  to come over but to ANYONE who enters.  I want it to be a place of encouragement, peace, blessing  &amp; a refuge from the grossness (is that a word) of this world.  One of the greatest compliments I have received about our home is that it is a place where our friends could just come relax &amp; feel like they are at home.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 25: 35, 40 says, "For I was hungry, and you gave me something to eat, I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink, I was a stranger and you invited me in...The king will reply, 'I tell you the truth, whatever you did for one of the least of the brothers of mine, you did for me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is so good at reminding me of things when I need it the most.  I pray today that my home will be the kind that points others to Christ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-5035624376966431942?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/5035624376966431942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=5035624376966431942' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/5035624376966431942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/5035624376966431942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2009/04/keeper-of-home.html' title='Keeper of the Home'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-3227393981642840783</id><published>2009-04-06T14:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T21:43:18.892-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Faithful Reader(s)</title><content type='html'>To my faithful reader Amy who checks my blog every day.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for checking...Hi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for coming over for dinner Fri. PM (&amp; Justin, I guess :) ).  Hope you have a great week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Becky!!!!!!!  Thanks for checking every day.  I check yours but you never write. :( :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great week my friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-3227393981642840783?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/3227393981642840783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=3227393981642840783' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/3227393981642840783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/3227393981642840783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-faithful-reader.html' title='My Faithful Reader(s)'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-8726186173729961394</id><published>2009-04-03T15:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T15:35:08.641-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dangerous Precedent</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SdZyko1JphI/AAAAAAAABGM/YVIoaJzJBVU/s1600-h/DSC05590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 78px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SdZyko1JphI/AAAAAAAABGM/YVIoaJzJBVU/s320/DSC05590.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320565983546025490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my children were born and up until my in-laws moved to Kansas City my mother-in-law Karen and sister-in-law Candace would make a decorate all the kids birthday cakes.  They were AMAZING.  I need to find the pics of cakes that they made...a caterpillar, a race track, a princess crown, a 3-D Noah's ark, Elmo, etc.  They were beautiful!!!!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since they moved I am the one in charge of the decorated cakes.  I feel so bad that the cakes were amazing &amp; they remember them...I don't want them to be disappointed.  I know, I know...it is going to have to stop at some point &amp; I should not feel guilty but I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooper's birthday was Wednesday &amp; instead of having a party (thank goodness...me being sick for a week has really thrown me off) he is having a friend spend the night.  He told me he wanted a Star Wars cake.  It is so funny.  My boys LOVE Star Wars even though they have only seen a few minutes of one of the old movies.  I was trying to figure out how to make a Star Wars cake &amp; talked him into letting me make a "light saber" cake.  He said, "OK.  As long as it is blue." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was the end result.  It really is kind of sad looking but when he saw it his face lit up.  It was precious &amp; I wish I had a camera.  He kept saying, "Oh, thank you Mommy.  It's so cool."  Made my heart happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANOTHER COOPER STORY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mom was taking Cooper for his "birthday day" with Nana.  He was kind of upset about Christopher not being able to go (he LOVES his brother).  He said, "Nana.  I have a Motto."  My Mom said, "What is it Cooper?"  He replied very seriously..."No child left behind."  He cracks me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for loving your cake Cooper.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-8726186173729961394?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/8726186173729961394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=8726186173729961394' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/8726186173729961394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/8726186173729961394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2009/04/dangerous-precedent.html' title='Dangerous Precedent'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SdZyko1JphI/AAAAAAAABGM/YVIoaJzJBVU/s72-c/DSC05590.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-1278832217595827499</id><published>2009-04-01T13:07:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T15:35:49.105-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooper Turns 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SdPMH2t7B1I/AAAAAAAABGE/hkEYNOH7pH4/s1600-h/DSC05520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 171px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SdPMH2t7B1I/AAAAAAAABGE/hkEYNOH7pH4/s320/DSC05520.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319820020173965138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I realize it is April 1 but this truly is our Cooper's birthday.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the day we went to the hospital &amp; found out he was going to be taken 9 wks. early.  We called family &amp; some friends &amp;  it took a while for everyone to believe us.  They thought we were pulling a joke on them.  This was the day God had chosen to bring Cooper into this world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week while we were at the hospital I was reminded again of how God took care of us &amp; Cooper.  I saw the road I walked every morning and afternoon from our "trailer home" to the hospital.  The emotions I feel every time I pass Baptist hospital overwhelm me.  I think of his nurses and Dr.'s that loved on him when his Momma could not be with him.  I think of the "adventures" my Mom would take Christopher &amp; Kaibryn on when they would go over to the hospital with me in the afternoons so they did not feel stuck inside.  I think of all the people who prayed for Cooper ALL over the world &amp; from a little church in Rubottom, Oklahoma that still ask PaPa Clark &amp; GiGi about little Cooper.  God showed Himself so real to me during the 2 days up until Cooper's unexpected entry into the world &amp; the three weeks he was in the NICU.  My heart truly goes out to any parent who has a child born prematurely.  And I am so thankful for my sweet Cooper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooper was born weighing 3 lbs., 6 oz. &amp; we were told April 2, 2004 that the nurses did not expect him to make it because he kept fighting all the tubes, meds &amp; machines.  He was a fighter &amp; is still tough today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooper is known for walking into glass doors (serisously...it has happened at Chris's office and at the GAP at the mall), walking into walls &amp; falling in some weird way &amp; hops up and laughs and says, "I'm OK."  He is a joy.  He is so tender hearted toward people.  A couple of weeks ago at his first soccer game one of the players from the other team got hurt.  The two teams separated but Cooper stayed right there &amp; was bending over talking to the boy who was hurt.  I teared up.  I am becoming my Grandma. :)  And last night Chris was telling Christopher not to do something but then gave him permission to do what he told him not to do (make sense?) .  Cooper did not hear Chris tell Christopher it was OK &amp; Cooper saw Christopher start to do it &amp; Cooper started crying and saying, "No Bubba." because he did not want him to get in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooper right now is really enjoying soccer.  This is the first competitive sport he has played.  It is quite enjoyable for all of us to watch.  He loves going to AWANAS at church.  He is so friendly &amp; will let you know that he does not like the "Poo Poo Heads" which refers to OSU and Texas...he is very passionate about this (very funny).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God gave me a promise 2 days before Cooper was born.  I thought it was for me because I was so tired &amp; was not sure how I could finish the pregnancy &amp; take care of 2 smaller children.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is. 41: 9 - 13 - , "I said to you: You are My servant; I have chosen you and not rejected you.  Do not fear, for I am with you; do not be afraid, for I am your God.  I will strengthen you; I will help you; I will hold on to you with My righteous right hand...For I, the LORD your God, hold your right hand and say to you:  Do not fear, I will help you." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I was so encouraged.  I had no idea that those verses would be the verses I would pray over Cooper every day that I was with him in the NICU the first few weeks of his life.   I would rock him and hold him and pray for God to help him, hold on to him &amp;  strengthen him.  God did.  We were told he would be in the NICU for 6-8 weeks &amp; he was home in 3 weeks.  God answered prayers of hundreds of people.  If you were one of those thank you from the bottom of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We loved the name Cooper.  It was not until AFTER he was born that I found the meaning of his name to be "servant."  Notice the first part of that verse..."You are my servant."  God again encouraged me with this precious gift He had given us.  When I first went into the hospital April 1 Chris kept praying over me &amp; saying over and over He is not ours, He is God's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so grateful God chose me to be Cooper's Mom.  I could write forever about all the things God did for us during this time but that is not for now.  Cooper is such a joy.  He makes me laugh &amp; is a visual reminder of God's faithfulness.  I needed to be reminded of that today.  God is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are big things in store for Cooper &amp; we cannot wait until God reveals those things.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Cooper.  Mommy loves you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-1278832217595827499?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/1278832217595827499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=1278832217595827499' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/1278832217595827499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/1278832217595827499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2009/04/cooper-turns-5.html' title='Cooper Turns 5'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SdPMH2t7B1I/AAAAAAAABGE/hkEYNOH7pH4/s72-c/DSC05520.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-2680812669817603054</id><published>2009-03-30T20:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T20:55:54.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweetest Daughter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SdF3A53XMFI/AAAAAAAABF0/z1U4ChuGPEs/s1600-h/DSC05523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 252px; height: 293px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SdF3A53XMFI/AAAAAAAABF0/z1U4ChuGPEs/s320/DSC05523.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319163492317999186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight Chris took Kaibryn on a date to buy her some new earrings since she can now take her others out.  Chris took her to Sonic first &amp; she ordered a vanilla diet coke easy ice (which is my favorite &amp; she has ordered for herself a couple of times).  She was not drinking it &amp; after a while Chris asked her why she was not.  She said, "I got it for Mommy."  Is that not the sweetest thing.  I teared up.  She is so sweet!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-2680812669817603054?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/2680812669817603054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=2680812669817603054' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/2680812669817603054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/2680812669817603054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2009/03/sweetest-daughter.html' title='Sweetest Daughter'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SdF3A53XMFI/AAAAAAAABF0/z1U4ChuGPEs/s72-c/DSC05523.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-6284470093151493435</id><published>2009-03-29T20:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T20:50:26.161-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Big News at the Anderson House</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SdAlSyHPM_I/AAAAAAAABFs/WOmQkvMKHB4/s1600-h/DSC05580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SdAlSyHPM_I/AAAAAAAABFs/WOmQkvMKHB4/s320/DSC05580.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318792164544558066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SdAlST500JI/AAAAAAAABFk/aXFqEL_00ac/s1600-h/DSC05581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SdAlST500JI/AAAAAAAABFk/aXFqEL_00ac/s320/DSC05581.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318792156435239058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day that Kaibryn has waited for for about 2 years has finally arrived.  She has been complaining for a couple of weeks that her mouth hurts.  We kept telling her that that meant that her teeth were about to fall out.  Earlier this week she said it was loose &amp; we told her to keep wiggling it.  Last night at dinner she took a bite and out it popped.  She was so excited &amp; squealed with little girl glee.  It was a big day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-6284470093151493435?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/6284470093151493435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=6284470093151493435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/6284470093151493435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/6284470093151493435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2009/03/big-news-at-anderson-house.html' title='Big News at the Anderson House'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SdAlSyHPM_I/AAAAAAAABFs/WOmQkvMKHB4/s72-c/DSC05580.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-2136121261496510766</id><published>2009-03-06T13:09:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T13:16:48.118-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First Trip to the Zoo '09</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SbF2j-SoAGI/AAAAAAAABFc/qHU5USe-cnM/s1600-h/DSC05478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SbF2j-SoAGI/AAAAAAAABFc/qHU5USe-cnM/s320/DSC05478.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310155796035141730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SbF2j_xM4SI/AAAAAAAABFU/SfN3wn1TuuU/s1600-h/DSC05481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SbF2j_xM4SI/AAAAAAAABFU/SfN3wn1TuuU/s320/DSC05481.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310155796431823138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SbF2joVVncI/AAAAAAAABFM/6T8lYs1Ujjs/s1600-h/DSC05486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SbF2joVVncI/AAAAAAAABFM/6T8lYs1Ujjs/s320/DSC05486.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310155790140939714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SbF2jGNveeI/AAAAAAAABFE/ZQT7JddUBnY/s1600-h/DSC05489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SbF2jGNveeI/AAAAAAAABFE/ZQT7JddUBnY/s320/DSC05489.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310155780982274530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday afternoon we decided we would head off to the zoo.  I called my Mom to see if she wanted to go &amp; she came on over...of course, who could resist an afternoon with her favorite daughter, I mean grandkids.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather was beautiful &amp; it was good to get out of the house and do something fun.  There were not many people around so I did not feel like I had to keep all my kids on a leash.  It was so fun to see Kaityn's reaction to the animals.  Last year when we went she was a baby so she did not have much interest in them.  However, this year, it was different.  She was so excited.  At one point she was laughing at the monkeys...so cute.  If she did not know what an animal was it was a "dog."  So we got to see many dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you asked the kids their favorite part it would be a toss up.  Would it be the squirrels? the animals? or watching the big machines build the new children's zoo?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-2136121261496510766?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/2136121261496510766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=2136121261496510766' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/2136121261496510766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/2136121261496510766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2009/03/first-trip-to-zoo-09.html' title='First Trip to the Zoo &apos;09'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SbF2j-SoAGI/AAAAAAAABFc/qHU5USe-cnM/s72-c/DSC05478.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-1213577468007862931</id><published>2009-03-04T16:53:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T17:31:26.915-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Job Description...Interpretor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Sa8PK4x4EuI/AAAAAAAABE8/SEgAfl8RtXo/s1600-h/DSC05470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Sa8PK4x4EuI/AAAAAAAABE8/SEgAfl8RtXo/s320/DSC05470.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309479165407793890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Sa8PK7YWlPI/AAAAAAAABE0/Wn1Q5t3kXMk/s1600-h/DSC05469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Sa8PK7YWlPI/AAAAAAAABE0/Wn1Q5t3kXMk/s320/DSC05469.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309479166106047730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Sa8PKqnUEmI/AAAAAAAABEs/0ZV8xuVw7jU/s1600-h/DSC05468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Sa8PKqnUEmI/AAAAAAAABEs/0ZV8xuVw7jU/s320/DSC05468.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309479161605395042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is how I am feeling these days with Kaityn Mae.  She talks constantly &amp; will come over to me &amp; talk to me about something quite serious.  She often gets frustrated because I am not understanding her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few of her "words"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"pee pot" - Teapot&lt;br /&gt;"Beebah" - Kaibryn - This is my favorite, it is so cute.&lt;br /&gt;"Boon" - Spoon&lt;br /&gt;"oo oh" - Shoes on&lt;br /&gt;"nack" - Snack&lt;br /&gt;"Boobie" - Movie (Yes. That is how she says it)&lt;br /&gt;"Ee- oh- oo" - Where are you?&lt;br /&gt;"Mine" - CLEAR AS DAY&lt;br /&gt;"NO" - CLEAR AS DAY&lt;br /&gt;"Mik" - Milk&lt;br /&gt;"Up" - Zip up my jacket&lt;br /&gt;"Igh" - Sprite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What is your name?"..."MaeMae"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How old are you?"..."Two"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have loved every stage of life that my kids have gone through &amp; that they go through.  I love to see them grow.  With Kaityn my emotions are so different.  Although I love her "stages" of life I find that I am really trying to soak everything in.  Maybe because I know that she is our last baby...maybe because it has been a while since we have had a two year old.  Maybe I'm hormonal, who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am entering a new phase in life &amp; I in a way feel like I am going through culture shock.  I have always had babies...I know what to do with them, how to play with them, figure out what they like, etc.  Now, I have older ones &amp; yes, they are more fun, funnier, self-sufficient (almost), etc. I find myself being needed less and less &amp; at times I'm thinking "Oh my goodness what do I do in this situation?"  "How should I respond to that question?"  "Where did they learn to make that face?"  - a sarcastic face of course.  Chris always chimes in at that moment, "I wonder where they got that?"  All this to say God is still faithful.  In those moments when I am at a loss which is FREQUENTLY He is there with an idea, word, action, whatever I need for that very situation.  I am so blessed to be chosen to be the Mother of these four amazing children.  I'm so proud of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know where all that came from.  I was just going to do a post on being an "Interpretor".  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THese pictures of Kaityn were taken the other day.  She kept going back and forth from her room to the living room &amp; then to the kitchen to get the wipes.  I thought she was just wanting to clean something.  I usually give her a wipe &amp; she is happy to clean whatever. But when I checked to see what she was doing she was being a little Mommy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I set a good example for her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-1213577468007862931?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/1213577468007862931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=1213577468007862931' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/1213577468007862931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/1213577468007862931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-job-descriptioninterpretor.html' title='New Job Description...Interpretor'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/Sa8PK4x4EuI/AAAAAAAABE8/SEgAfl8RtXo/s72-c/DSC05470.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-5432674794647358510</id><published>2009-02-27T19:03:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T19:32:42.497-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Learned My Lesson</title><content type='html'>For the past few years I have made sure that every morning I get myself ready enough that if Chris were to call or something happened &amp; I had to leave right away I would be somewhat presentable to the world.  I know that sounds funny but, I'm a girl.  I don't always have to be fully "make-upd" but enough where I would feel comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL...Rewind a little bit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaibryn woke up this morning around 3:00 throwing up.  We dreaded the possible virus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one else has gotten it up to this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rewind again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night Cooper said his "neck" hurt which always means his throat &amp; then this morning he was complaining of his ears hurting.  Of course it is the weekend &amp; I knew if he did not see the Dr. today it would be Monday.  I had some concerns about his tonsils &amp; wanted to be sure to see our Pediatrician but that is another story.  So, I called the Dr. office and the receptionist said the only way Cooper could be seen was if I came in RIGHT THEN.  Of course I said we will be right there and off we went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rewind a couple hours...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had already had my shower, hair fixed, presentable clothes but NO MAKE-UP because if anyone else was throwing up I knew I'd be taking another shower and who wants to waste make-up, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off Cooper and I went to the Dr.  As I'm leaving I look in the mirror in the van and realize - NO MAKE-UP!!!!!  Again, I know, don't be so concerned about looks but I'm a girl, I'm not that young anymore, I need some color, etc. but I had to get to the Dr. right then (remember).  I had to resist the urge to go inside &amp; make myself a little more presentable to public...I did resist.  So we went to the Dr. RIGHT THEN only to wait for an hour before being seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After going to the Dr. &amp; returning hours later my Mom was sweet enough to watch the kids while I did some MUCH NEEDED grocery shopping.  And yes, before I went I made myself a little more presentable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I think I have learned my lesson.  Now, had I brushed my teeth...who knows?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-5432674794647358510?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/5432674794647358510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=5432674794647358510' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/5432674794647358510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/5432674794647358510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2009/02/learned-my-lesson.html' title='Learned My Lesson'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-4101553022033188687</id><published>2009-02-26T14:55:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T15:14:32.355-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SacGKpgJ0WI/AAAAAAAABEc/tLRIoBf4mq4/s1600-h/DSC05463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SacGKpgJ0WI/AAAAAAAABEc/tLRIoBf4mq4/s320/DSC05463.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307217465888592226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SacGKgjqhTI/AAAAAAAABEU/GYsj6_B0hEE/s1600-h/DSC05452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SacGKgjqhTI/AAAAAAAABEU/GYsj6_B0hEE/s320/DSC05452.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307217463487399218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SacGKbIDkAI/AAAAAAAABEM/41_eJonmYbs/s1600-h/DSC05451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SacGKbIDkAI/AAAAAAAABEM/41_eJonmYbs/s320/DSC05451.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307217462029422594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SacGKAP8llI/AAAAAAAABEE/tM4hYSMkFuI/s1600-h/DSC05450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SacGKAP8llI/AAAAAAAABEE/tM4hYSMkFuI/s320/DSC05450.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307217454814762578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so much to be thankful for.  I am blessed so much more than I deserve.  Today for some reason I am just in awe at God's goodness to me to allow me to have the life I have always dreamed of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so thankful for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  This AMAZING weather.  I am so glad we were able to go to the park &amp; play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  For sweet friends who were able to meet to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  A husband who works HARD so I am able to stay at home &amp; do things like I did today.  So much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you thankful for today?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-4101553022033188687?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/4101553022033188687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=4101553022033188687' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/4101553022033188687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/4101553022033188687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2009/02/thankful-thursday.html' title='Thankful Thursday'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SacGKpgJ0WI/AAAAAAAABEc/tLRIoBf4mq4/s72-c/DSC05463.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-454565593807155808</id><published>2009-02-23T17:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T17:12:08.417-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I Love About Being a Mommy</title><content type='html'>1.  Just hearing my name..."Mommy" or in Kaityn's words "MahMah" at the top of her lungs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Having my 7 yr. old come in our room in the middle of the night wanting a drink &amp; then asking me to take him to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  I'm the first one they want when they don't feel good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  When my kids eat &amp; like what I make them for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  When my 4 yr. old tells me "I love you fifteen hundred thirty six and fifteen."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Watching them get excited about a balloon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  Hearing my little girl say, "I want to be a Mommy &amp; a vet when I grow up."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  Opening the dryer &amp; smiling at a load full of "pink" stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  My kids wanting to change their name to "Luke Skywalker" or "Speed Racer".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  Holding my kids while they watch a movie even though my lap is getting smaller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.  Reading to my kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.  Cooking with my girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.  Watching Christopher play basketball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.  Watching Cooper just be Cooper...He's a HOOT!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Trying to figure out what Kaityn Mae is saying...very difficult!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.  Watching them learn new things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.  Seeing the character that is developing in their life &amp; the character that still needs developing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.  Hearing my children laughing &amp; playing together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.  Going on walks &amp; taking them to the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.  Being married to the best Daddy in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you love about being a Mommy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-454565593807155808?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/454565593807155808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=454565593807155808' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/454565593807155808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/454565593807155808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2009/02/things-i-love-about-being-mommy.html' title='Things I Love About Being a Mommy'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-6720459251035185150</id><published>2009-02-21T21:48:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T21:51:27.514-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kaityn's Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SaDLs4IexZI/AAAAAAAABD0/oxDh9G5cCDU/s1600-h/DSC05434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SaDLs4IexZI/AAAAAAAABD0/oxDh9G5cCDU/s320/DSC05434.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305464332885083538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SaDLsldEYMI/AAAAAAAABDs/q2gt7FUeMNM/s1600-h/DSC05436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SaDLsldEYMI/AAAAAAAABDs/q2gt7FUeMNM/s320/DSC05436.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305464327871160514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SaDLsZ6rCHI/AAAAAAAABDk/U7s-gCIUCsQ/s1600-h/DSC05441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SaDLsZ6rCHI/AAAAAAAABDk/U7s-gCIUCsQ/s320/DSC05441.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305464324774103154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight was Kaityn Mae's birthday party.  We just had a couple friends and our family.  Chris said I served the typical Anderson party meal...White Chili.  I thought it was good no matter what he thinks...I'm kidding.  Kaityn enjoyed having the attention.  I can't believe she is so big.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-6720459251035185150?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/6720459251035185150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=6720459251035185150' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/6720459251035185150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/6720459251035185150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2009/02/kaityns-birthday-party.html' title='Kaityn&apos;s Birthday Party'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SaDLs4IexZI/AAAAAAAABD0/oxDh9G5cCDU/s72-c/DSC05434.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-9146433467059171510</id><published>2009-02-19T11:58:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T12:15:07.017-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kaityn Mae Turns 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SZ2hMzFd6wI/AAAAAAAABDc/2DQ_n1NWl3I/s1600-h/DSC07808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SZ2hMzFd6wI/AAAAAAAABDc/2DQ_n1NWl3I/s400/DSC07808.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304573177355954946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SZ2hMTjDzHI/AAAAAAAABDU/Tc6Icb1SMBU/s1600-h/DSC05039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 368px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SZ2hMTjDzHI/AAAAAAAABDU/Tc6Icb1SMBU/s400/DSC05039.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304573168890137714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Two years ago today we were blessed with a gift in Kaityn Mae.  I seriously cannot believe that she is 2...she is my baby.  After the birth of Cooper I was so nervous when we found out we were pregnant again.  We did not know why Cooper came early (our early...God's timing is perfect) &amp; I was nervous that the same would happen with Katiyn Mae.  There was a little scare in December and other than some pregnancy "woes" carrying your fourth she was the only one of our children who came on time.  I was so ready for her to be here.  When she was born I remember asking Chris over and over "Is she OK...is she OK."  You cannot believe the relief &amp; joy it was to see her &amp; hear her sweet cry.  God had answered my prayers for a healthy, on time delivery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Kaityn Mae is named after Chris's great grandmother...Lovey Mae.  Isn't that such a sweet name?  Her name means "pure flame who is like God."  Our prayer for her is that she is like God.  What a joy she has been these quick two years.  Her laughter, character, faces, everything about her makes us smile &amp; laugh.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Yesterday we were working with her to say, "I'm two".  We would say, "Kaityn, how old are you?"  She would say, "two".  We would cheer, she would clap &amp; soon it was a game.  Over &amp; over we did that.  As I  am typing this she is pushing her baby in the stroller &amp; carrying her purse.  She is such a good little Mommy.  Earlier today she was in her room feeding her baby and singing to her.  It is the cutest thing.  She has a "Belle" doll from "Beauty &amp; the Beast" that sings a song &amp; she sings with it over and over and over and over.  I think you get the point.  She has the sweetest voice when she is talking.  Her new thing now is if I am getting on to her she will say, "Hi Mommy" and lean over &amp; give me a kiss.  It is very hard not to laugh or give in to her.&lt;br /&gt;She has melted all of our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Kaityn Mae Mae.  We all love you very much. We are grateful that God has placed you into our family &amp; can't wait for this next  year to see how you grow.  God has great plans for you!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-9146433467059171510?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/9146433467059171510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=9146433467059171510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/9146433467059171510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/9146433467059171510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2009/02/kaityn-mae-turns-2.html' title='Kaityn Mae Turns 2'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SZ2hMzFd6wI/AAAAAAAABDc/2DQ_n1NWl3I/s72-c/DSC07808.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-3671417117202837069</id><published>2009-01-30T17:01:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T17:08:29.561-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Girly Day for Kaibryn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SYOILhZkUaI/AAAAAAAABCs/x8DyTdjDiPM/s1600-h/DSC05413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SYOILhZkUaI/AAAAAAAABCs/x8DyTdjDiPM/s400/DSC05413.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297227318243381666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SYOILZIZfOI/AAAAAAAABCk/wEAVg71xGSk/s1600-h/DSC05410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SYOILZIZfOI/AAAAAAAABCk/wEAVg71xGSk/s400/DSC05410.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297227316023885026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SYOILAzxVHI/AAAAAAAABCc/VKa6MIXYgr8/s1600-h/DSC05409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SYOILAzxVHI/AAAAAAAABCc/VKa6MIXYgr8/s400/DSC05409.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297227309494916210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed out this morning with Grana to go to a "jewelry party" , lunch &amp; then the mall.  Our intentions for going to the mall was for some make-up for me but when we got there Kaibryn got her ears pierced.  She kept asking what we were shopping for &amp; I kept saying, "make-up" for Mommy.  She continued to ask over &amp; over.  We walked past Claire's &amp; I said, "What if we got your ears pierced."  I really was kind of kidding because we told her for her birthday and she said, "No.  Not until I'm 10."  Well, not today, she said, "Really."  I told her she would have to call &amp; ask Daddy first.  He said it was OK &amp; she got them pierced.  She was very nervous once she sat down in the chair.  The girl was really fast &amp; Kaibryn wanted to cry but she didn't.  She was very brave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is going to be a high maintenance kind of girl I'm afraid.  During lunch she said that she wanted to have a pedicure every Saturday.  WOW!!!!!  I'm glad she likes the girly things but I'm afraid she is going to be more girly than her Momma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what is going on with the pictures.  Some I can get to be right side up &amp; some I can't.  You'll just have to turn your computer sideways.  Hopefully you don't have a desk top, that could be difficult.  :):)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-3671417117202837069?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/3671417117202837069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=3671417117202837069' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/3671417117202837069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/3671417117202837069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2009/01/girly-day-for-kaibryn.html' title='Girly Day for Kaibryn'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SYOILhZkUaI/AAAAAAAABCs/x8DyTdjDiPM/s72-c/DSC05413.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-1426065269042487918</id><published>2009-01-29T13:56:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T14:04:58.396-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SYILwgN0fgI/AAAAAAAABCU/SkRbWxiWb7w/s1600-h/DSC05404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SYILwgN0fgI/AAAAAAAABCU/SkRbWxiWb7w/s400/DSC05404.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296809039650651650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SYILwkgXavI/AAAAAAAABCM/soEM4E7ocVU/s1600-h/DSC05390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SYILwkgXavI/AAAAAAAABCM/soEM4E7ocVU/s400/DSC05390.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296809040802179826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SYILwAPKRFI/AAAAAAAABCE/eRr2Cp0U_ug/s1600-h/DSC05389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SYILwAPKRFI/AAAAAAAABCE/eRr2Cp0U_ug/s400/DSC05389.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296809031066338386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SYILv8kgrRI/AAAAAAAABB8/qWAj5fCmXg0/s1600-h/DSC05388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SYILv8kgrRI/AAAAAAAABB8/qWAj5fCmXg0/s400/DSC05388.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296809030082145554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SYILvpRnQfI/AAAAAAAABB0/9r4aSK8BDvI/s1600-h/DSC05385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SYILvpRnQfI/AAAAAAAABB0/9r4aSK8BDvI/s400/DSC05385.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296809024902611442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today is the third day that has been cold, wet &amp; icy outside.  I decided that WE needed to get out of the house.  I have been out of the house but the kids have not been &amp; they have SO MUCH ENERGY.  I thought it might be fun to go to McDonald's.  Well, every other Mom that lives around us thought the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never seen my kids eat as quickly as they did today.  They played hard.  They will probably catch colds because they were all sweaty &amp; smelly but maybe they won't run around in circles today.  Who am I kidding.  My kids have more energy than anyone I know.  They NEVER sit still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, I am ready for spring but we had fun getting out of the house.  Don't worry...everyone got disinfected very well.  Hope this will get rid of some of the winter blues for the Anderson Zoo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-1426065269042487918?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/1426065269042487918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=1426065269042487918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/1426065269042487918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/1426065269042487918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2009/01/winter-fun.html' title='Winter Fun'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SYILwgN0fgI/AAAAAAAABCU/SkRbWxiWb7w/s72-c/DSC05404.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-5276024168488050948</id><published>2009-01-15T09:14:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T09:25:30.421-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday</title><content type='html'>WOW...it's Thursday &amp; I have not posted one of these in a L-O-N-G time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I am thankful &amp; excited for the Bible study on Esther starting Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  I am thankful for "Lucy" &amp; "Ethel" who arrived this week &amp; has made laundry a little more fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  I am thankful that we get to go out with good friends tomorrow night without any kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  I am thankful for the AWESOME food we have been able to eat while my in-laws have been  staying with us the past couple weeks.  HOWEVER...I am NOT thankful for the weight I have gained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  I am thankful for friends who encourage me spiritually &amp; challenge me to be a better Mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  I am thankful for my kids who are FULL of energy &amp; life.  They remind me that life is fun &amp; always an adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  I am thankful that Kaityn can finally be understood sometimes &amp; that she has been sleeping in her "big girl" bed with no problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  I am thankful that my parents get home from Hawaii next Fri.  They have been gone W-A-Y too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  I am thankful that Christopher loves "Upward Basketball" .  Chris said not to be surprised if his team get shut out every game...haha!!!!!    He loves it &amp; considers everyone there to be his friend.  He is so much like his Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  I am thankful for a new year &amp; for the Lord giving me a verse.  I know He is going to do great things!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has a Happy Thankful Thursday!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-5276024168488050948?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/5276024168488050948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=5276024168488050948' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/5276024168488050948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/5276024168488050948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2009/01/thankful-thursday.html' title='Thankful Thursday'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-7473177943738004530</id><published>2009-01-12T15:43:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T16:06:20.468-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Newest Family Members</title><content type='html'>From the moment I was first introduced , I knew I was in love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I saw them they took my breath away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to introduce you to the newest members of our family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucy &amp; Ethel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SWu-ZC2vFbI/AAAAAAAABAM/1ZacAFMfXRk/s1600-h/DSC05338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SWu-ZC2vFbI/AAAAAAAABAM/1ZacAFMfXRk/s400/DSC05338.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290531524749235634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't they just lovely!!!!?!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-7473177943738004530?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/7473177943738004530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=7473177943738004530' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/7473177943738004530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/7473177943738004530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2009/01/newest-family-members.html' title='Newest Family Members'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SWu-ZC2vFbI/AAAAAAAABAM/1ZacAFMfXRk/s72-c/DSC05338.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-7505747817279448457</id><published>2009-01-06T21:46:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T21:54:40.092-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing Up!!!!</title><content type='html'>Well, tonight is  a sad night for me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls room is kind of cramped - twin size bed, baby bed, dresser, and MANY toys perfect for little girls, etc.   At the age of two all of our kids have gotten their "big boy/girl" beds.  Kaityn Mae is 22 months and we have been talking about getting the girl bunk beds.  Kaibryn's bed has a trundle &amp; so I thought that maybe we could try Kaityn on it &amp; it would give the girls even more room.  I have never been real fond of a trundle because who makes the bed...top has to make the bed, bottom just shoves it under...I'm rambling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Kaibryn has been excited about having more room so we decided to give it a try tonight.  Anywho...we made the bed tonight laid Kaityn down &amp; SHE DID NOT GET UP!!!!!!!!!!  I'm excited because YES, the girls will have more room but sad because our baby is not a baby anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES, I took a picture.  I will have to post it later though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-7505747817279448457?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/7505747817279448457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=7505747817279448457' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/7505747817279448457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/7505747817279448457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2009/01/growing-up.html' title='Growing Up!!!!'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-4377665567454686749</id><published>2008-12-23T14:06:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T14:35:05.599-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas at the Andersons...</title><content type='html'>The Christmas season for our family began last weekend.  We celebrated Christmas with just the six of us b/c this week is full of Christmas with our extended family.  I love this time of year.  I love everyone getting together.  I love seeing the looks on my children's faces as they open gifts, I LOVE that Chris does not have to work and can stay home with us.  However, my favorite part is helping my children learn the true meaning of Christmas.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't judge me...my kids have had their picture taken with Santa (with me included...thank you Kaityn) and  we had my brother-in-law and sister-in-law ring jingle bells outside the kids window and say "Ho, Ho, Ho."  But this year my kids really are getting why we celebrate Christmas.  Cooper over and over has reminded me that it is not about gifts but "Jesus being born in a barn."   We have  three "kid friendly" nativity scenes and the kids on several occasions have used those "figures" to tell the Christmas story.  There were times when it brought tears to my eyes because they ARE getting it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite Christmas things is something that my mom and dad-in-law got us.  There is a manger scene and then seven boxes.  In each box is an item which tells part of the story...angel, shepherd, wise man, mary, joseph, baby Jesus &amp; then box 7 is empty with a mirror.  It is a reminder that God wants us for Christmas...our hearts, our choices, our attitude, etc.  We have done that this week and really have discussed what it means to give Jesus our hearts.   It has been such a joy for me to see how my kids have grown and how God is turning their tender hearts towards Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you and your family enjoy all the fun that Christmas has to offer but at the same time remember the true meaning of Christmas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-4377665567454686749?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/4377665567454686749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=4377665567454686749' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/4377665567454686749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/4377665567454686749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-at-andersons.html' title='Christmas at the Andersons...'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-1855692193810125132</id><published>2008-12-22T14:48:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T14:54:19.000-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Gingerbread House</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SU_-bdNoS1I/AAAAAAAABAA/NbZqwC5ys0I/s1600-h/DSC05249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SU_-bdNoS1I/AAAAAAAABAA/NbZqwC5ys0I/s400/DSC05249.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282720635580599122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SU_-az71oPI/AAAAAAAAA_4/hH354f9xnEM/s1600-h/DSC05247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SU_-az71oPI/AAAAAAAAA_4/hH354f9xnEM/s400/DSC05247.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282720624500121842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon we worked together to decorate a gingerbread house.  It was quite the experience.  They kept asking when they could eat the candy.  Needless to say, I was ready to get it finished. It is sitting outside right now in hopes that the frosting will freeze.   I am hoping that it stays put together long enough for Chris to see it when he comes home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-1855692193810125132?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/1855692193810125132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=1855692193810125132' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/1855692193810125132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/1855692193810125132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2008/12/our-gingerbread-house.html' title='Our Gingerbread House'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SU_-bdNoS1I/AAAAAAAABAA/NbZqwC5ys0I/s72-c/DSC05249.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-5974763728567097695</id><published>2008-12-18T14:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T15:03:53.106-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa's A Sooner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SUq6d8iD2AI/AAAAAAAAA_w/QmEv6c2uIZk/s1600-h/DSC05152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 295px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SUq6d8iD2AI/AAAAAAAAA_w/QmEv6c2uIZk/s400/DSC05152.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281238536673286146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the mall today to get the kids picture taken with Santa.  However, I ended up in the picture as well because Kaityn Mae was not about to have anything to do with the Santa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While walking through the mall Santa was walking around as well.  I guess he was on a lunch break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the conversation that took place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Santa&lt;/span&gt;:  "Howdy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Kids&lt;/span&gt;:  "Hi"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Santa&lt;/span&gt;:  "Have you been good this year?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Kids&lt;/span&gt;:  "Yes"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Santa&lt;/span&gt;:  "Good job.  Have a Merry Christmas."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ids&lt;/span&gt;:  "Merry Christmas."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few minutes later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Kaibryn&lt;/span&gt;:  "Mommy, why did Santa say, 'Howdy'?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;:  "Well...he's in Oklahoma and sometimes that's how people say hi."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Kaibryn&lt;/span&gt;:  **slight pause**  "Oh, that's why he wears red &amp; white."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;:  "Yes, honey.  Santa is a Sooner fan."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boomer!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-5974763728567097695?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/5974763728567097695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=5974763728567097695' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/5974763728567097695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/5974763728567097695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2008/12/santas-sooner.html' title='Santa&apos;s A Sooner'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SUq6d8iD2AI/AAAAAAAAA_w/QmEv6c2uIZk/s72-c/DSC05152.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-6993996198728871902</id><published>2008-12-16T15:28:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T15:40:46.520-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Precious Gifts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SUggOopDFLI/AAAAAAAAA_o/FTRsYRHW1d0/s1600-h/DSC05198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 335px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SUggOopDFLI/AAAAAAAAA_o/FTRsYRHW1d0/s400/DSC05198.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280505998891750578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SUggONxm9cI/AAAAAAAAA_g/iKm93l5ZBBw/s1600-h/DSC05200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 353px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SUggONxm9cI/AAAAAAAAA_g/iKm93l5ZBBw/s400/DSC05200.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280505991679899074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SUggNh04z9I/AAAAAAAAA_Y/wSdVx18S_5M/s1600-h/DSC05197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 307px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SUggNh04z9I/AAAAAAAAA_Y/wSdVx18S_5M/s400/DSC05197.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280505979882491858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SUggNH_W-fI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/CUh0YZwhZmk/s1600-h/DSC05196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 396px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SUggNH_W-fI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/CUh0YZwhZmk/s400/DSC05196.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280505972947089906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, our Christmas cards are almost all mailed out.  I tried &amp; tried&amp; tried&amp; tried...I think you get the idea...to get a picture of all four of them smiling &amp; looking at the same time.  Well, it did not work.  I decided to take some individual pictures of them and maybe I could do something with them.  That worked.  I love each of the pictures that were taken.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are so sweet &amp; fun.  The weather here is COLD, DARK &amp; DREARY.  But inside it was LOUD, MESSY &amp; FUN.  We played a relay game with a ball, read books, played other games, ate chocolate (alot of chocolate) &amp; had a blast.  Now it is time to clean up before Daddy gets home in about an hour and a half.  It will take that long to regain some order in our home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-6993996198728871902?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/6993996198728871902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=6993996198728871902' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/6993996198728871902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/6993996198728871902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2008/12/our-precious-gifts.html' title='Our Precious Gifts'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SUggOopDFLI/AAAAAAAAA_o/FTRsYRHW1d0/s72-c/DSC05198.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-7688639853119279508</id><published>2008-12-11T20:33:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T20:34:56.376-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture is Worth a Thousand Words</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SUHNxtMONXI/AAAAAAAAA_I/F1WhbdWGONc/s1600-h/DSC05203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SUHNxtMONXI/AAAAAAAAA_I/F1WhbdWGONc/s400/DSC05203.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278726492083074418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-7688639853119279508?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/7688639853119279508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=7688639853119279508' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/7688639853119279508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/7688639853119279508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2008/12/picture-is-worth-thousand-words.html' title='Picture is Worth a Thousand Words'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SUHNxtMONXI/AAAAAAAAA_I/F1WhbdWGONc/s72-c/DSC05203.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-3451268962188312730</id><published>2008-12-10T21:57:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:20:15.788-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday (A Day Early)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SUCT9d_ABDI/AAAAAAAAA_A/lacQGbw3NDo/s1600-h/DSC05151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SUCT9d_ABDI/AAAAAAAAA_A/lacQGbw3NDo/s320/DSC05151.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278381447508395058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SUCT8y0Nq7I/AAAAAAAAA-4/K6-ldpbXcTo/s1600-h/DSC05147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SUCT8y0Nq7I/AAAAAAAAA-4/K6-ldpbXcTo/s320/DSC05147.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278381435920427954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SUCT8FjHb0I/AAAAAAAAA-w/eTGKf2-CTkg/s1600-h/DSC05145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SUCT8FjHb0I/AAAAAAAAA-w/eTGKf2-CTkg/s320/DSC05145.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278381423769120578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have heard from a few people (mostly family) that I have not posted lately.  I HAVE been busy but have to admit I've met a new friend in "Facebook."  It is so easy to post pictures and little comments here and there but I will try to be better at blogging than what I have been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm posting right now because who knows what tomorrow brings.  So here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I am thankful it is Christmas.  I love this time of year...family, traditions, &amp; introducing Kaityn Mae to Baby Jesus.  She will go over to our manger scene and say, "Baby."  I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  I am so thankful that when we first had kids I felt like we needed to start "traditions".  Next weekend we will do our family "tradition" and watch a movie, sleep in the living room &amp; then open presents and read the Christmas story the next morning.  It will be our family Christmas before the Christmas week begins.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  I am thankful that we are having Chris's side of the family here on Christmas Eve...Lots of people!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  I am thankful for movie night Tuesday night with Michael and Candace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  I am also thankful that our kids are able to watch movies now that Mommy &amp; Daddy like as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  I am thankful that everytime we pass a house with lights Cooper yells, "Christmas lights" like he has never seen them before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  I am thankful that the kids are learning something...or maybe not.  Cooper was holding a book today and was telling me it was the story of  "David and had a colorful coat and his brothers threw him into water with a whale."  We might have to clarify stories tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  I am thankful for my husband who shows me and tells me everyday that he loves me.  I love it when he kisses me and the kids say, "OOOOOOOOOO gross" but then look to see if we kiss again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  I am thankful for my new niece or nephew coming in June...Did I tell you I was going to be an Aunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  I am thankful for this season where I am reminded of God's gift for me...His Son and how He loves me so much more than I can imagine.  Looking back at this year He has blessed us so much and even at times when I wonder where He was  I can see His hand and how He used everything for His glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you have a Thankful Thursday!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-3451268962188312730?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/3451268962188312730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=3451268962188312730' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/3451268962188312730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/3451268962188312730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2008/12/thankful-thursday-day-early.html' title='Thankful Thursday (A Day Early)'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SUCT9d_ABDI/AAAAAAAAA_A/lacQGbw3NDo/s72-c/DSC05151.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-7934955168079939020</id><published>2008-11-25T14:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T15:01:08.269-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Only in Oklahoma</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SSxncqb1WlI/AAAAAAAAA-o/p71rqK1XLJQ/s1600-h/DSC05084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SSxncqb1WlI/AAAAAAAAA-o/p71rqK1XLJQ/s320/DSC05084.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272703005869038162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SSxncMQvdJI/AAAAAAAAA-g/KUywCxm-UfY/s1600-h/DSC05062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SSxncMQvdJI/AAAAAAAAA-g/KUywCxm-UfY/s320/DSC05062.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272702997769450642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SSxnbdC8kVI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/RJHtnjLhNiQ/s1600-h/DSC05076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SSxnbdC8kVI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/RJHtnjLhNiQ/s320/DSC05076.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272702985095123282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SSxna3lS_yI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/AlkrIDb0Z_Q/s1600-h/DSC05086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SSxna3lS_yI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/AlkrIDb0Z_Q/s320/DSC05086.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272702975038652194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only in Oklahoma could it be November...the END of November...and it be nice enough outside to go to the park and play.  The kids were so excited.  They love the "dinosaur park".  We were able to take Aunt Candace with us.  I think they had more fun and like her more than me...I'm only the mother, right?  I'm kidding.  We all had alot of fun.  Hopefully, the kids used up all their energy and won't be as hyper as they were last night at our house.  Chris and I could not wait until it was time for them to go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was watching them play I am  realizing more and more how quickly they are growing up.  It is so fun to watch them play together and do so many things on their own.  Time goes by so fast.  I hear people say alot of times that "this age is their favorite."  I really don't have a favorite.  There are special things about each age that I have loved but I love the age that each one of them are at right now.  They are all so different and unique and are just so fun.  They make me laugh, cry, PRAY, trust and love.  I am so thankful that I am able to stay at home and soak in everything that I  can because this time is so quickly passing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are blessed beyond our wildest imaginations or dreams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-7934955168079939020?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/7934955168079939020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=7934955168079939020' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/7934955168079939020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/7934955168079939020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2008/11/only-in-oklahoma.html' title='Only in Oklahoma'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SSxncqb1WlI/AAAAAAAAA-o/p71rqK1XLJQ/s72-c/DSC05084.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-6861125945335750772</id><published>2008-11-13T13:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:47:17.968-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday</title><content type='html'>1.  I am thankful that my kids are outside playing and I am in here enjoying the peace and quiet.  No worries...Kaityn is taking a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.   I am thankful for my new little niece or nephew...coming 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  I am thankful for a fun week at home with my kiddos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  I am thankful that Thanksgiving is coming quickly &amp; then Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  I am thankful that I enjoy cooking but LOVE baking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO...I'm going to share with you two of my favorite bread recipes.  These are absolutely yummy and my family eats them up quickly...NO LEFTOVERS.  We love bread around here.  I thought I'd share them with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KILLER BUTTERMILK BISCUITS...when you read what's in these you'll see why it's called "Killer".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 C. All-Purpose Flour&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 t. Baking Powder&lt;br /&gt;1/2 t. Baking Soda&lt;br /&gt;1/2 t. Salt&lt;br /&gt;2 T. Sugar&lt;br /&gt;1/4 C. Shortening&lt;br /&gt;1/3 C. Whipping Cream&lt;br /&gt;1/3 C. Buttermilk&lt;br /&gt;1/3 C. Milk&lt;br /&gt;1 C. Flour, for rolling&lt;br /&gt;2 T. Melted Butter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pre-heat oven to 425 degrees.&lt;br /&gt;Butter 8 or 9 inch cake pan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place dry ingredients in mixing bowl and with paddle attachment mix in shortening until there are pea size pieces.  WIth wooden spoon stir in cream, milk and buttermilk.  Let sit 2 minutes.  Dough should be wet and look like cottage cheese.&lt;br /&gt;Place 1 C. flour on sheet pan and flour hadns.  Use small or medium ice-cream scoop, dip in batter and place on flour until pan is full.  Carefully toss scoops of batter into flour.&lt;br /&gt;Place pieces around buttered cake pan, then in center; pack tightly.&lt;br /&gt;Bake 15-20 min. Brush with butter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**We are having breakfast for dinner tonight and I am making these biscuits.  If I think about it I will try to take a picture and post.  I'm hungry for them right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEESE MUFFINS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 C. Flour&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 T. Sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 T. Baking Powder&lt;br /&gt;1/2 T. Salt&lt;br /&gt;3 C. Shredded Cheese&lt;br /&gt;1 C. Milk&lt;br /&gt;1 Egg&lt;br /&gt; 1/4 C. Melted Butter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whisk dry ingredients, stir in cheese.  Whisk eggs, milk and baking powder.  Pour into dry ingredients.  Stir with soon to combine.  &lt;br /&gt;Bake in greased muffin tin at 375 degrees for 20 - 25 minutes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-6861125945335750772?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/6861125945335750772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=6861125945335750772' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/6861125945335750772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/6861125945335750772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2008/11/thankful-thursday_13.html' title='Thankful Thursday'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-782278796709862063</id><published>2008-11-12T21:24:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:31:22.294-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Little MaMa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SRuffqH-faI/AAAAAAAAA-I/qD9A35yob-U/s1600-h/DSC05042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SRuffqH-faI/AAAAAAAAA-I/qD9A35yob-U/s320/DSC05042.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267979555372432802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SRuffeWsHQI/AAAAAAAAA-A/ztDW8XlkwaA/s1600-h/DSC05040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SRuffeWsHQI/AAAAAAAAA-A/ztDW8XlkwaA/s320/DSC05040.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267979552212917506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SRufeze8AYI/AAAAAAAAA94/eZSo9dwy-Ms/s1600-h/DSC05039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SRufeze8AYI/AAAAAAAAA94/eZSo9dwy-Ms/s320/DSC05039.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267979540704788866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I could not hear Kaityn so thought I'd better go check out what was going on.  When I found her she was in her room with her baby sitting in the high chair and she was feeding her.  It was the cutest thing I've ever seen...I seriously almost cried.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We laugh alot at how well she takes care of her babies.  She has never been around a newborn and Kaibryn does not play with dolls but, she is so tender towards them.  She loves on them, feeds them and takes care of them so sweetly.  God is so good for building that into little girls.  She will be a great Mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at her smile.  Love it.  She has stolen our hearts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-782278796709862063?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/782278796709862063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=782278796709862063' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/782278796709862063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/782278796709862063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2008/11/little-mama.html' title='The Little MaMa'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SRuffqH-faI/AAAAAAAAA-I/qD9A35yob-U/s72-c/DSC05042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-3512979826037886258</id><published>2008-11-12T21:12:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T21:23:45.560-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Sweet Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SRudqyyRd6I/AAAAAAAAA9w/xi4SnEwMjkg/s1600-h/DSC05015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SRudqyyRd6I/AAAAAAAAA9w/xi4SnEwMjkg/s320/DSC05015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267977547652626338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SRudqYyFCuI/AAAAAAAAA9o/BIV_QrGJkZ8/s1600-h/DSC05018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SRudqYyFCuI/AAAAAAAAA9o/BIV_QrGJkZ8/s320/DSC05018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267977540672490210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a few days behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week we celebrated Kaibryn's 6th birthday.  I CANNOT believe how big she is.  She is such a blessing to our family.  She has been looking forward to her birthday since Christopher's in August.  She told a friend of mine Sunday that she was excited because she "gets all the attention."  Yes, don't worry we have talked to her about that.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the time she woke up she asked when everyone was going to be there for her party.  Monday night we had the family that lives here and some friends come over to celebrate. She told me that she knew what she wanted to wear.  Early that morning she set out her "Sleeping Beauty" dress and had it ready for the big moment...when she could put it on.  I fixed her hair and she smiled from ear to ear whenever she saw herself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is such a sweet girl.  She enjoys school and loves to read.  There are days when I really don't think I could have gotten some things done without her.  What a huge help she is to us.  It has been fun to watch her grow and listen to her heart and how God has been drawing her to Himself.  We look forward to what God has in store for her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-3512979826037886258?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/3512979826037886258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=3512979826037886258' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/3512979826037886258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/3512979826037886258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-birthday-sweet-girl.html' title='Happy Birthday Sweet Girl'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SRudqyyRd6I/AAAAAAAAA9w/xi4SnEwMjkg/s72-c/DSC05015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-2431553397779367835</id><published>2008-11-06T15:35:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T15:53:20.759-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions  &amp;  The Only Answer</title><content type='html'>"What are we going to do?"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What is going on?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What happened?"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you have heard more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are some of the questions that I have heard in the past few days about our election and our future President.  And to be honest with you I have thought some of the same things and have felt such a heaviness leading up to this election.  However, on the day of the election I woke up with a peace.  God is reminding me that He is on His throne, He is King forever, He is in control.  He is still going to be a good God, He is still going to be a God who works in the lives of His people, He is the same God yesterday, today and forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strangely, my kids are all asleep right now and in these few brief quiet (&amp; much appreciated) moments I sat down and just started thinking and praying.  There is so much on my heart and found myself feeling this heaviness and I opened up my Bible.  I am learning that people can say things to encourage you and God can use those people and those words but the time I am most encouraged and blessed is when those words come from God Himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started reading Ps. 37 and God used these words to calm the heaviness of my heart.  You can read the whole chapter which is so amazing.  I'm going to share just the few verses that stood out to me and encouraged me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;v. 1 - "Do not be agitated by evildoers; do not envy those who do wrong.  For they wither quickly like grass and wilt like tender green plants."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;v.3 - "TRUST in the LORD, and do what is good;..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;v. 5 - "Commit your way to the LORD; TRUST in Him, and He Will act, MAKING YOUR RIGHTEOUSNESS SHINE like the dawn, "&lt;br /&gt;  **This world is dark and getting darker.  This might be a call for all followers of Christ to be that light.  I heard somewhere that the darker the dark the brighter the light shines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;v. 7 - "Be silent before the LORD and wait expectantly for Him; do not be agitated by one who prospers in his way, by the man who carries out evil plans."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;v. 8 - "Refrain from anger and give up your rage; do not be agitated - it can only bring harm."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;v. 9 - "For evildoers will be destroyed, but those who put their hope in the LORD will inherit the land."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;v. 16 - "Better the little that the righteous man has than the abundance of many wicked people."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;v. 18, 19 - "The LORD watches over the blameless all their days, and their inheritance will last forever.  They will not be disgraced in times of adversity; they will be satisfied in days of hunger."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;v. 27, 28 - "Turn away from evil and do what is good, and dwell there forever.  For the LORD loves justice and will not abandon His faithful ones."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;v. 39 - 40 - "The salvation of the righteous is from the LORD, their refuge in a time of distress.  The LORD helps and delivers them:  He will deliver them from the wicked and will save them because they take refuge in Him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is the answer.  Our world is in darkness. Sometimes I get discouraged and wonder if there is any good.  Yes, there is GOD IS GOOD and we can TRUST Him  because He loves us and will deliver us.   God has called us to be shining lights.  I pray that I will be one that can shine brightly for His glory.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-2431553397779367835?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/2431553397779367835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=2431553397779367835' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/2431553397779367835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/2431553397779367835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2008/11/questions-only-answer.html' title='Questions  &amp;  The Only Answer'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-27088636012013985</id><published>2008-11-06T13:24:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T13:32:14.360-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday!!!</title><content type='html'>1.  I am thankful that no matter what is going on in this world I can trust that GOD is enthroned as KING FOREVER (Ps.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  I am thankful that even though my dryer is still not working I can laugh.  As I was  putting some jeans in the washer a little while ago I thought  to myself..."Don't put those in the dryer, they might shrink."  HA HA HA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  I am thankful for my Mom who brought us pizza for lunch today.  Sure wish they would take us to Hawaii with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  I am thankful that my brother and sister-in-law are home from Mexico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  I am thankful God has provided piano students for me to teach out of our home.  The little extra money is nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  I am thankful that in a couple of weeks we will be putting up our Christmas tree!!!!!  Oh dear, I just thought I had to keep a constant eye on Kaityn Mae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  I am thankful for kids who are in the other room laughing their heads off at a spinning top...does not take much. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  I am thankful that we are having family (not company :) ) coming this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  I am thankful for beautiful fall weather &amp; the changing colors of the leaves...YES, I am getting old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  I am thankful that since my kids are entertaining themselves with a spinning top  I have a few minutes to SIT DOWN  and type this out...OOPS, too late...here they come!!!  Rest time over. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you have a Thankful Thursday!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-27088636012013985?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/27088636012013985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=27088636012013985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/27088636012013985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/27088636012013985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2008/11/thankful-thursday.html' title='Thankful Thursday!!!'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-4461153338276993723</id><published>2008-11-04T10:11:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T10:24:48.978-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Examples at a Young Age</title><content type='html'>This morning bright and early...8:15 to be exact.  I loaded the kids up and took them with me to the post office to mail a package.  Well, when we got there we were not the first ones and I saw that the office did not open until 8:30.   There were 3 people in front of us and then after we came in MANY more followed.  Sometimes I get nervous with alot of "waiting" time with kids.  I wonder if they are going to get restless, loud, have a blow out diaper  or have to go to the bathroom (this one never fails).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we waited and waited.  MANY adults were complaining of the wait quite loudly, there were a couple who were getting frustrated at a lady talking loudly on the phone and let her know about it, there was a lady speaking Chinese (Cooper said it was Spanish) and two ladies standing beside her were talking about how that frustrated them...if in America, speak English.  I could not believe all I could see and hear.  What kind of examples were they setting for my children...they weren't.  Many things came to mind that we have tried to teach our kids..."Do EVERYTHING without grumbling or complaining", "Be kind to one another", "Pleasant words are as a honeycomb", &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I am listening and seeing this I look down and what are my two sweet boys doing?  Standing there quietly and looking at a poster talking to each other  (Kaibryn is with my Mom today for her "birthday day").  They never once got ancy, they did not complain about the wait.  Cooper asked one time why we could not go in and I just said it was not time to open and we needed to be patient.  He said, "OK."  That was it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so proud of my boys (&amp; Kaityn).  They were an example to those adults.  God is so good and reminding me that what I do is so important.  Sometimes I wonder if they are learning anything or if they are listening.  THEY ARE!!!!!!!!  My job is to teach them and train them for when they go out into the world (now &amp; on their own).  Today I saw fruit of our labor.  I was encouraged not to faint and grow weary because I know that in  due season we will reap what we sow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is good.  To Him be the glory.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-4461153338276993723?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/4461153338276993723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=4461153338276993723' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/4461153338276993723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/4461153338276993723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2008/11/examples-at-young-age.html' title='Examples at a Young Age'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-8499072093894913307</id><published>2008-11-03T15:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T15:27:29.931-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pumpkin Carving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SQ9stDiFMbI/AAAAAAAAA9c/r-yymq6UfY8/s1600-h/DSC05001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SQ9stDiFMbI/AAAAAAAAA9c/r-yymq6UfY8/s320/DSC05001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264546010717565362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SQ9srNMCCSI/AAAAAAAAA9U/-_ULnbHqTpw/s1600-h/DSC05003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SQ9srNMCCSI/AAAAAAAAA9U/-_ULnbHqTpw/s320/DSC05003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264545978949699874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally carved a pumpkin.  The kids had alot of fun trying to figure out how many seeds were inside.  Don't laugh at the final results...I really can't believe I'm posting the pictures of the end result.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the kids thought it looked great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-8499072093894913307?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/8499072093894913307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=8499072093894913307' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/8499072093894913307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/8499072093894913307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2008/11/pumpkin-carving.html' title='Pumpkin Carving'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SQ9stDiFMbI/AAAAAAAAA9c/r-yymq6UfY8/s72-c/DSC05001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-2456530954064368606</id><published>2008-11-03T11:14:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T12:10:30.569-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I 've Been Tagged</title><content type='html'>Well, Mrs. Troop has tagged me, so here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN RANDOM THINGS ABOUT ME:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.   Not really random, but I LOVE Sonic...Vanilla Diet Coke Easy Ice...it might be an addiction.  My husband knows this is the way&lt;br /&gt;      to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  I have always wanted four children and from the time I was little I wanted to name one of them "Christopher Michael".  That&lt;br /&gt;     is my husbands name and the name of our oldest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  I have always been a home-body and having people over for dinner stressed me out.  Now, I love having friends over for &lt;br /&gt;     dinner and almost every Thursday night we have people over for dinner &amp; football.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  I love college football and know more about it now than when I was in High School.  Pretty sad because I was a cheerleader&lt;br /&gt;     and only knew that when we had the ball we were on offense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  All during Jr. High I had a major crush on a certain guy.  He married my friend over at "Mrs. Troop."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  My husband and I even though have always gone to the same church almost our whole lives never really hung out until     Falls Creek 1999.  He won my heart there playing ping-pong.  He says he let me win but we all know I really won.  When I prayed for my husband, I was pretty specific.  One prayer I prayed was that he did not necessarily have to be good &lt;br /&gt;     at playing sports but he needed to know just enough to carry on a conversation with anyone about it.  Well, if you know&lt;br /&gt;     Chris...he knows ALOT about sports...even random sports that you would not think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  I love to plan out meals for our family.  Last month I spent less than $200 on groceries.  I might be bragging a little bit but &lt;br /&gt;     am proud of myself.  Hopefully, no one will show up for a meal tonight; needless to say I need to buy some serious &lt;br /&gt;    groceries.  God is good and has provided for us and I know He will continue to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Thanks Mrs. Troop for "tagging" me.  Now, I'm tagging Candace at "Sheandishow" and my friend Becky at "OutsidetheCamp."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has a great Monday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-2456530954064368606?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/2456530954064368606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=2456530954064368606' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/2456530954064368606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/2456530954064368606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-ve-been-tagged.html' title='I &apos;ve Been Tagged'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-2388652840899458411</id><published>2008-11-01T17:27:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T17:37:13.252-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Friday Night!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SQzZMsNr9bI/AAAAAAAAA9M/n88aiMdaAWw/s1600-h/DSC04974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SQzZMsNr9bI/AAAAAAAAA9M/n88aiMdaAWw/s320/DSC04974.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263820876539491762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       A group shot.  We are so blessed!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SQzZMGGQ-2I/AAAAAAAAA9E/dVpVPu_NjSk/s1600-h/DSC04982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SQzZMGGQ-2I/AAAAAAAAA9E/dVpVPu_NjSk/s320/DSC04982.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263820866307816290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;                           I love this guy!!!!  He's AMAZING!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SQzZLoFLZ4I/AAAAAAAAA88/ghPbFNtqPXM/s1600-h/DSC04981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 274px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SQzZLoFLZ4I/AAAAAAAAA88/ghPbFNtqPXM/s320/DSC04981.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263820858250192770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           Our cutey girl!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SQzZLLswwkI/AAAAAAAAA80/CtA76oRx_-s/s1600-h/DSC04979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SQzZLLswwkI/AAAAAAAAA80/CtA76oRx_-s/s320/DSC04979.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263820850631590466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           We're off on our quest!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SQzZK12NQgI/AAAAAAAAA8s/jvy2XvNBQvY/s1600-h/DSC04976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 274px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SQzZK12NQgI/AAAAAAAAA8s/jvy2XvNBQvY/s320/DSC04976.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263820844765626882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                     Our little Spiderman, Batman, Angel &amp; Butterfly!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***OK, I know, the pictures and the captions got mixed up and I can't get it fixed so I'll let you figure out which picture goes with which caption...consider it a game!!!!  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-2388652840899458411?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/2388652840899458411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=2388652840899458411' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/2388652840899458411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/2388652840899458411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2008/11/fun-friday-night.html' title='Fun Friday Night!!!!!'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SQzZMsNr9bI/AAAAAAAAA9M/n88aiMdaAWw/s72-c/DSC04974.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-564582430792470349</id><published>2008-10-31T12:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T12:57:58.535-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Profound Cooper</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SQtHGRmPjTI/AAAAAAAAA8k/WYSy1fLncPE/s1600-h/DSC09554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 257px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SQtHGRmPjTI/AAAAAAAAA8k/WYSy1fLncPE/s320/DSC09554.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263378762641149234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we were at my parent's house (dryer still broken).  The kids were outside playing and the older three came in which meant that Kaityn was by herself (no worries...I could see her.)  I told Kaibryn to go back outside.  She said, "Because she is crying?"  I said, "No.  She is not going to want to play by herself."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooper came running into the kitchen and said, "No she's not.  You said that God is always with us even when we are by ourselves."  To which I replied, "You are right Cooper."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's listening!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-564582430792470349?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/564582430792470349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=564582430792470349' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/564582430792470349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/564582430792470349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2008/10/profound-cooper.html' title='The Profound Cooper'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SQtHGRmPjTI/AAAAAAAAA8k/WYSy1fLncPE/s72-c/DSC09554.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-4901907156259723889</id><published>2008-10-30T10:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T14:20:59.488-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday</title><content type='html'>1.  I am thankful for little blessings such as caterpillars on our front porch yesterday.  The kids were so excited about "Fluffy".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  I am thankful that even though our dryer does not work our washer does and I am caught up on laundry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  I am thankful for friends and my Mom who let me use their dryer when I need to dry sheets and towels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  I am thankful that I can trust God to meet all our needs.&lt;br /&gt;                Rom. 15:13 - "May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in Him,&lt;br /&gt;                                           so that you may overflow with hope."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  I am thankful that I am going to be an AUNT!!!!!  I can't wait to love on another baby and see my brother with his own baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  I am thankful for healthy children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  I am thankful that Kaityn still takes two naps which allows a break for the kids with school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  I am thankful that my kids love to read and love to be read to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  I am thankful for this great weather and the walk the kids and I just went on...beautiful!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  I am thankful that tomorrow is Friday which means the next day is Sat. and Chris is home!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has a great weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-4901907156259723889?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/4901907156259723889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=4901907156259723889' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/4901907156259723889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/4901907156259723889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2008/10/thankful-thursday.html' title='Thankful Thursday'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-573837867090063481</id><published>2008-10-25T22:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T22:26:24.866-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess What?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SQPjWuBjy3I/AAAAAAAAA8c/JuYzzEuXFag/s1600-h/DSC03903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SQPjWuBjy3I/AAAAAAAAA8c/JuYzzEuXFag/s320/DSC03903.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261298769150069618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.  I'm not pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.  I have not lost the 10 lbs. I need to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.  We did not win the lottery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.  We are not moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.  Chris did not get a new job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.  Kaibryn has not lost a tooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.  Cooper did not run into another glass wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.  We did not cheer for OSU today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.  Christopher did not sit still for 10 minutes today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. Kaityn did not sing "Boomer Sooner".  Although she did say, "Mooma. Nu Wo."  AKA "Boomer Sooner number 1".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK...OK...OK...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I'M GOING TO BE AN AUNT!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother Michael and sweet sister-in-law Lindsay are expecting their first baby summer '09.  We are so excited for them.  Thought you might want to share in my jubilation!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-573837867090063481?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/573837867090063481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=573837867090063481' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/573837867090063481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/573837867090063481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2008/10/guess-what.html' title='Guess What?'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SQPjWuBjy3I/AAAAAAAAA8c/JuYzzEuXFag/s72-c/DSC03903.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-639369714811722504</id><published>2008-10-23T16:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T16:52:24.141-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kids Thankful Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Christopher is thankful for:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  My toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Cherries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Nana and Grandad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Grana and PaPa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Uncle Michael &amp; Aunt Candace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  My friend Hudson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  Our dog Jenkins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  That Uncle Michael and Aunt Candace live here now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  This shirt that Nana bought me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  Everyone in our family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Kaibryn is thankful for:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  My friends Gracie and Emily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  That Jesus died for my sins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  My family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  My gymnastics teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  My sister Kaityn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  Christopher and Cooper and Mommy and Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  Grana and "Popcorn".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  The beautiful world that Jesus made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  Nana and Grandad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  The weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Cooper is thankful for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  My friends to play with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Racecars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  The sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  The road b/c if we did not have road there would be holes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  All the family in the world...even us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  Toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  Bikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  Lightning McQueen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  My hotwheels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Kaityn is thankful for:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  My baby dolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Shoes...shoes...shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  My purses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  My jewelry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  My blanket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  My sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  My brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  My Mommy &amp; Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  Not having to do "chores" because I am too little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  That even though my Mommy gets frustrated when I want to be held all the time that she does it anyway because she knows that one day she will miss this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-639369714811722504?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/639369714811722504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=639369714811722504' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/639369714811722504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/639369714811722504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2008/10/kids-thankful-thursday.html' title='Kids Thankful Thursday'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-9001201841910959143</id><published>2008-10-15T11:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T11:36:08.807-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What We've Been Doing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SPYWrQ66glI/AAAAAAAAA70/ATycAZ1AMC4/s1600-h/DSC04841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SPYWrQ66glI/AAAAAAAAA70/ATycAZ1AMC4/s320/DSC04841.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257414547533890130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the title of this blog is appropriate for us right now.  Our house at times has seemed like a zoo.  There is always something going on.  These kids keep us laughing.  I thought I would send an update on each child so you know what they are doing these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SPYWriJVAdI/AAAAAAAAA78/l8P1n1dTl30/s1600-h/DSC04850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SPYWriJVAdI/AAAAAAAAA78/l8P1n1dTl30/s320/DSC04850.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257414552157749714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christopher is 7.  He is very loving, helpful and a great big brother.  He is learning that he is a leader and that the other three watch him and do what he does.  He is just like his Daddy.  He loves people.  Everyone is his friend and he has fun everywhere he goes.  He is doing really well in school.  He loves math and his reading has greatly improved.  He is getting so big and is able to do more and more on his own which makes his Momma sad but it is fun to watch him be more responsible and grow up.  He has quite the imagination and can remember ANYTHING.  It is not uncommon for us to be talking about something and he throws in a line from a movie or turns what we are talking about into something funny.  I love that boy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SPYWsKLCX6I/AAAAAAAAA8E/DvD3bpitsCg/s1600-h/DSC04852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SPYWsKLCX6I/AAAAAAAAA8E/DvD3bpitsCg/s320/DSC04852.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257414562902335394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaibryn is almost 6.  What a sweet little girl.  She is a huge help to me around the house.  She is very responsible and seems to act older than her age.  She is our "word police" and lets us know if we or anyone else has said something that is not appropriate.  She is also paranoid of ANY kind of sickness...headache, tummy ache, diahrrea, etc...she does not want to catch anything.  The boys enjoy getting right by her and saying, "throw up", the word she HATES.  It is not uncommon with her to find her reading a book.  She loves to read and I am AMAZED at what she reads.  She is probably reading at a 2nd or 3rd grade level.  I think she has read almost every book in our house...I'm not kidding.  She loves school and loves learning.  She likes everything to be perfect.  She is involved in gymnastics and loves it.  She does EXACTLY what her teachers ask her to do.  I can already tell she is going to love learning...she soaks everything in.  She is fun and has more fashion sense than her Mom.  I am loving watching her grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SPYWsbx9ZKI/AAAAAAAAA8M/3wt3XIW4rs4/s1600-h/DSC04867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SPYWsbx9ZKI/AAAAAAAAA8M/3wt3XIW4rs4/s320/DSC04867.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257414567628989602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooper, Cooper, Cooper...this kid cracks us up.  He is in his own little world and has a laugh that melts your heart.  It is the sweetest laugh ever.  He is constantly doing and saying things that make us roll in laughter.  He started Cubbies this year at church and is enjoying it.  He is doing a good job learning his verses.  He is also like his Daddy and brother...everyone is his friend and he can light up a room as soon as he walks in.  He is being taught this year as well; however, his school time has gotten shorter and shorter.  He does something for a few minutes and then is ready to play, which is fine.  We are working on his letters and sounds. He knows his numbers very well from 1 to 10 and then some others.  He is our NASCAR  boy.  He loves race cars and knows several numbers from the cars...99, 88, 24, etc.   He is such a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SPYWs-6VZWI/AAAAAAAAA8U/gMDv-7pSLcU/s1600-h/DSC04857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SPYWs-6VZWI/AAAAAAAAA8U/gMDv-7pSLcU/s320/DSC04857.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257414577059358050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaityn Mae is now almost 20 months old...I can't believe it.  She is the cutest little thing.  She finally has hair and can wear bows and look like a little girl.  She loves shoes, clothes, babies, stuffed animals, and girly things.  She is constantly changing shoes and wearing jewelry.  Her vocabulary consists of "no", "down", "pls", "tan too", "bubba", "momma", maee" (Madee, my parents dog), "dee" (her friend Addie from church).  She says alot but not very much is understood.  You can definately tell when she does not get what she wants...Chris calls her KJ (Keli Jr.).  She makes us laugh.  Chris says she is ready to be potty trained.  If she is dirty she will bring you the wipes and lay down on the floor.  It's quite funny.  I'm not ready for her to grow up yet.  She loves her bubba's and sister so much.  She is very caring...if someone is hurt she will bring them their blanket or toy, something to cheer them up.  What a blessing she is and a joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's what's going on these days.  Things are very busy but it is fun and we are so blessed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-9001201841910959143?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/9001201841910959143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=9001201841910959143' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/9001201841910959143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/9001201841910959143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-weve-been-doing.html' title='What We&apos;ve Been Doing'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SPYWrQ66glI/AAAAAAAAA70/ATycAZ1AMC4/s72-c/DSC04841.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-8462958405599116237</id><published>2008-10-07T13:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T13:29:44.297-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kaityn's Outfit of Choice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SOuqi9Cc9VI/AAAAAAAAA7s/zf1Hr6dW9Xg/s1600-h/DSC04833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SOuqi9Cc9VI/AAAAAAAAA7s/zf1Hr6dW9Xg/s320/DSC04833.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254480907734938962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little girl cracks me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was her outfit today (started off by Mommy)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute pair of jeans with flowers which she can take off and then scream at the top of her lungs because she cannot put them back on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaibryn's swimsuit...at least she can't take her jeans off now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little skirt that goes over a swimsuit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purple and Yellow necklace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't she look so grown up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-8462958405599116237?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/8462958405599116237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=8462958405599116237' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/8462958405599116237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/8462958405599116237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2008/10/kaityns-outfit-of-choice.html' title='Kaityn&apos;s Outfit of Choice'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SOuqi9Cc9VI/AAAAAAAAA7s/zf1Hr6dW9Xg/s72-c/DSC04833.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-6994637749941978479</id><published>2008-10-05T15:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T15:32:19.564-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe Tomorrow</title><content type='html'>For those of you who might not know, I have been sick since Monday.  I have run a high fever, chills, sore throat, etc.  Went to the dr. and had a strep test run, flu test run &amp; blood taken which by the way hurt REALLY bad.  All to find out I have some kind of infection and take all my meds and it will run its course.  Fortunately, today (since Mon.) I have felt like being a "wife" and "mom".  I was able to do some house work and get the kids ready for church.  I'm just really tired and hoping and praying that tomorrow I will feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris has been amazing!!!!  He has done all the house work, laundry, feeding, taking care of the kids, etc. all by himself.  What a great husband.  He deserves a break...maybe tomorrow...when/if I feel better. :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't remember much from the past few days because I have been locked up in my room but there are a few things that I can remember that are kind of funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Kaibryn has a HUGE fear of getting sick when someone else is sick.  On Thursday Chris's Grandma came over and stayed with all the kids.  I came out of the room a couple of times and Kaibryn took off running and I realized she was scared of being close to me.  Chris's Grandma told me that one time after I went back to bed Kaibryn still did not come back in the living room.  She went looking for her and she was hiding in the closet.  However, she still got sick.  i took her to the Dr. on Fri. and she is feeling better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Cooper got sick as well and went with me to the Dr. on Wed.  The Dr. was checking all his vitals and asked, "Have you been coughing?"  He looked up at her with a strange look and said, "I can't drink coffee."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Last night Chris was putting some things away from the dishwasher and a plate dropped.  Kaibryn said, "Daddy, you should leave the cooking to the MaMa's."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is doing better.  Chris, Christopher &amp; Kaityn have not gotten sick so pray that they don't and pray that the rest of us get completely healthy, especially me.  It's hard taking care of a family when you don't even feel like getting out of bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has a great week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-6994637749941978479?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/6994637749941978479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=6994637749941978479' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/6994637749941978479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/6994637749941978479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2008/10/maybe-tomorrow.html' title='Maybe Tomorrow'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-6702090521418611840</id><published>2008-09-27T20:08:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T20:30:14.952-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PaPa and Sooner Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SN7dYEJs4DI/AAAAAAAAAsY/85znJyp0W5k/s1600-h/DSC04751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SN7dYEJs4DI/AAAAAAAAAsY/85znJyp0W5k/s320/DSC04751.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250877621061607474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PaPa and the babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SN7dYOaFsjI/AAAAAAAAAsg/9rtBIrKZetQ/s1600-h/DSC04755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SN7dYOaFsjI/AAAAAAAAAsg/9rtBIrKZetQ/s320/DSC04755.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250877623814697522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids with Nana's favorite basketball coach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SN7dYZI_REI/AAAAAAAAAso/mPEdQuwC994/s1600-h/DSC04762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SN7dYZI_REI/AAAAAAAAAso/mPEdQuwC994/s320/DSC04762.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250877626695763010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Fam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SN7dYiJbeoI/AAAAAAAAAsw/b7Qm56LYN2A/s1600-h/DSC04768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SN7dYiJbeoI/AAAAAAAAAsw/b7Qm56LYN2A/s320/DSC04768.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250877629113531010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't we cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SN7dY_TA6tI/AAAAAAAAAs4/M8t0SS4e2CA/s1600-h/DSC04779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SN7dY_TA6tI/AAAAAAAAAs4/M8t0SS4e2CA/s320/DSC04779.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250877636938361554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend "Popcorn" also known as PaPa and Uncle Michael and Aunt Candace came to see us.  We spent the afternoon in Norman walking around taking in all the Pre-Game festivities.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids had a great time and are already wanting to go back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-6702090521418611840?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/6702090521418611840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=6702090521418611840' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/6702090521418611840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/6702090521418611840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2008/09/papa-and-sooner-day.html' title='PaPa and Sooner Day'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SN7dYEJs4DI/AAAAAAAAAsY/85znJyp0W5k/s72-c/DSC04751.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-4361982129012179505</id><published>2008-09-25T21:40:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T21:48:37.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am My Own Grandma</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SNxNJsslmnI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/27rSGtFS7pA/s1600-h/DSC03918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SNxNJsslmnI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/27rSGtFS7pA/s320/DSC03918.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250156094619490930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I pulled what I will call "My Grandma."  She will get a kick out of this.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several years ago my Grandma went to the post office to mail a package and the postal worker said, "It will take 4 to 6 weeks for delivery."  My Grandma said, "Forty six weeks, that's almost a year."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well tonight, my brother and sister-in-law came over for dinner.  Michael was talking about playing Laser Tag and he said there was a "sixty second birthday party" meaning 62nd birthday party.  My response was "How do you have a sixty second birthday party."  Yes, I really said that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am my Grandma.  I love you Grandma.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-4361982129012179505?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/4361982129012179505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=4361982129012179505' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/4361982129012179505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/4361982129012179505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-am-my-own-grandma.html' title='I Am My Own Grandma'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SNxNJsslmnI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/27rSGtFS7pA/s72-c/DSC03918.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-238763293426080591</id><published>2008-09-22T20:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T21:00:08.495-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Word Kaibryn Hates!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SNhLzh7P9mI/AAAAAAAAAsA/p5NL0jmB5dE/s1600-h/DSC04737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SNhLzh7P9mI/AAAAAAAAAsA/p5NL0jmB5dE/s320/DSC04737.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249028714352604770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Kaityn Mae is sick today.  I think it is just her teeth.  She has run a fever and been very clingy today.  I have enjoyed it though.  I have gotten some good snuggle time in.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back several months ago we all had the stomach bug.  Kaibryn had it worse than anyone and has not forgotten it.  Anytime anyone mentions being sick she asks if they are going to "do the word I don't like" which is her way of saying throw up.  In her words, "It freaks me out."  Yes, she said that and yes she does.  Well, after dinner tonight we ran an errand and on the way home in the car Kaityn threw up.  I wish I had a camera to take a picture of the look on Kaibryn's face and the tone of panic in her voice.  I started laughing...it was SO funny.  Well, of course, the boys caught on and kept saying, "Did she throw up?...Why did she throw up?"  Kaibryn kept saying, "Boys stop I don't like that word."  Chris told everyone to be quiet and then for a split second there was silence.  Cooper then  quietly and in a funny tone said, "throw up."    Kaibryn said, "Cooooooooper..."  We all cracked up except for Kaibryn of course.  He was not obedient but his timing was perfect.  Needless to say he did not get in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SNhL0XkzfvI/AAAAAAAAAsI/co_Xt3D1HBg/s1600-h/DSC04738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SNhL0XkzfvI/AAAAAAAAAsI/co_Xt3D1HBg/s320/DSC04738.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249028728753979122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though Kaityn was sick she still managed to wear all these shoes at one point today...some of them more than once.  She cracks me up!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-238763293426080591?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/238763293426080591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=238763293426080591' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/238763293426080591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/238763293426080591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2008/09/word-kaibryn-hates.html' title='The Word Kaibryn Hates!!!'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SNhLzh7P9mI/AAAAAAAAAsA/p5NL0jmB5dE/s72-c/DSC04737.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-1193880289061297177</id><published>2008-09-19T15:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T15:33:09.242-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Haircut Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SNQMTj6g3hI/AAAAAAAAArM/XIyToTf-WTs/s1600-h/DSC04709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SNQMTj6g3hI/AAAAAAAAArM/XIyToTf-WTs/s320/DSC04709.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247832995991182866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SNQMT5HuvDI/AAAAAAAAArU/vGgxjy7VwxU/s1600-h/DSC04705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SNQMT5HuvDI/AAAAAAAAArU/vGgxjy7VwxU/s320/DSC04705.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247833001683762226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SNQMUJoaFmI/AAAAAAAAArc/hZWKtssNIzs/s1600-h/DSC04702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SNQMUJoaFmI/AAAAAAAAArc/hZWKtssNIzs/s320/DSC04702.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247833006115788386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SNQMUIlkvuI/AAAAAAAAArk/sLdtplErAgs/s1600-h/DSC04698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SNQMUIlkvuI/AAAAAAAAArk/sLdtplErAgs/s320/DSC04698.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247833005835468514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SNQMUa7-rWI/AAAAAAAAArs/4lCj4TTEum0/s1600-h/DSC04699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SNQMUa7-rWI/AAAAAAAAArs/4lCj4TTEum0/s320/DSC04699.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247833010761280866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today was the day...HAIRCUTS!!!!!!!  Kaibryn for the first time in a long time wanted one as well.  So, she got one.  I was a little nervous since the last time I cute her hair I tried to give her bangs.  No bangs today, just a cute cut.  She has informed me that she is "old enough to fix her own hair and decide how she wants to wear it."  We had a little talk after that statement but sadly, it is kind of true.  She is growing up so fast. All the kids are.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Kaityn is 19 months old.  She is constantly moving.  I have had several people ask if she ever slows down and the answer is "no."  She is starting to say more and is so funny.  She did not get a haircut today; however, look at the cute pony tails in the back of her hair.  She is looking like a little girl instead of a baby these days.  One of these days I'm going to post a picture of all the shoes she wears in one day, it's staggering.  I tried to do it today but of course, she only put on 2 or 3.  She loves shoes.  That's going to be an expensive hobby for her to have.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris and I are so blessed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-1193880289061297177?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/1193880289061297177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=1193880289061297177' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/1193880289061297177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/1193880289061297177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2008/09/haircut-day.html' title='Haircut Day'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SNQMTj6g3hI/AAAAAAAAArM/XIyToTf-WTs/s72-c/DSC04709.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-4647618016416363611</id><published>2008-09-18T09:58:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T15:46:43.782-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SNQPknXsO4I/AAAAAAAAAr0/vK7C8AND3bY/s1600-h/DSC04690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SNQPknXsO4I/AAAAAAAAAr0/vK7C8AND3bY/s320/DSC04690.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247836587511528322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Kaibryn with her BFF Gracie.  Since we share the same last name they decided that they were cousins.  That is fine with us.  They are such a sweet and fun family.  We would love to be related to them...maybe somewhere down the L-O-N-G line of our ancestory we are, who knows.   They get along so well.  They laugh together, encourage each other and just have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me think how important friends are in our life.  The Bible often warns about the company we keep.  I love the verse that says, "Bad company corrupts good morals."  We become like those we hang around.  I have been blessed to have many friends in my life but only a handful that I would consider my BFF's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of these BFF's has suffered a tragic loss in the past few weeks and my heart has just been breaking and weeping for her and with her today.  That's what kind of friend she is.  When she hurts, I hurt.  When she is happy, I am happy.   I just wanted to take a few minutes to share some things about one of my BF's.  She is very special to me.  She and her husband were in seminary and I had great hopes of them moving back to OKC when he was finished.  Hopes that  we would live on the same street, we would have each other over for dinner, we would go shopping together, etc.  However, God had other and greater plans for them.  Several months ago they moved to Pennsylvania.  When  I got that call I immediately told them that God had told me that they were not to move .  Of course, I was kidding.  I was happy for them that they were going to be used greatly somewhere else but sad realizing we may never live in the same place again.  It made me think of some funny stories I will share here in a  minute.  You would LOVE my friend.  She has a smile to light up any room and she is so FUNNY!!!!!! But most of all she loves Jesus.   My life has truly been blessed and made better because of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny Little Stories:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my friend who went with another friend to Nashville, Tenn.  I had a terrible headache so we stopped at a convenient store and these two girls talked me into getting some "BC Powder" because it works so quickly.  However, did not know that it looked like "drugs".  I opened the package and got the powder ready but got tickled, breathed it in my nose and throat, got choked, started to throw up.  We had to pull over on the side of the road...I'm throwing up and hearing laughing.  Yes, it was my friend LAUGHING at me.  Needless to say, I have never used that stuff since but laugh everytime I see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend and I were always together going somewhere.  ALWAYS, I'm being serious, probably 9 out of 10 times we would be driving somewhere and we would be talking and she would say, "You need to turn here."  I would pass the turning point and say, "Oh, turn there."  One time we ended up stopping on a street that had a dead end.  We usually missed it because we were laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was one time I remember spending the night at her house and around 2 or 3:00 in the morning we decided we were hungry.  So we loaded up and went to Denny's (I think) and ate breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went fishing with her family one summer and her Dad kept getting frustrated because we were not being quiet enough.  Yes, we were laughing.  This is also the same trip we stayed at her Grandparents house and I went down stairs to get a drink and her G'pa was in the kitchen (in the dark)  in his underwear.  I ran upstairs and tried to tell my friend what happened but I was crying I was laughing so hard and could not get a word out.  She thought, that's ok until I told her he was in his "tighty whities."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my sweet friend who was at the hospital with my family for the 2 or 3 days it took Christopher to be born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my friend who was the first to hear  about this "guy" who I thought was pretty neat...my future husband. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my friend who was maid of honor at my wedding.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend and I would meet once a week and pray together.  I shared everything with her and vice versa.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my friend heard something about someone in my family and instead of asking other people about it came over to my house and talked to me and got the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend and I started doing a Bible study together which was supposed to last 13 weeks, I think.  We still have not done week 13.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend is AMAZING.  She has gone through some trials in her life but has grown and matured before my very eyes.  I wish I was like her.  In college she began praying that God would give her wisdom.  He did.  She is one of the most wise people I know.  I don't know anyone who has the relationship with  the Lord like she does.  She seeks Him with her whole heart.  Is she perfect?  No. But her goal is to love Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has gotten longer than I thought.  I guess my mind is racing today with thoughts of my sweet friend.  I pray that my daughters have sweet friendships  like she and I have.  I also pray that they will be the kind of friend that my friend has been to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you and miss you greatly my dear friend.  I'm praying for you.&lt;br /&gt;You know who you are.   :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-4647618016416363611?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/4647618016416363611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=4647618016416363611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/4647618016416363611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/4647618016416363611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2008/09/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SNQPknXsO4I/AAAAAAAAAr0/vK7C8AND3bY/s72-c/DSC04690.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-1109137281001595369</id><published>2008-09-18T09:58:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T10:48:54.477-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful Thursday</title><content type='html'>1.  I am thankful that we are in the 3rd (or maybe 4th) week of school and it is getting easier and have found a schedule that works for us right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  I am thankful that the kids are enjoying it.  Sometimes I feel like they get bored with me :).  Dad is always more fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  I am thankful that Cooper gets to spend a fun day with his BF Brady.  Sometimes he feels left out because he can't always do what the "big" kids do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  I am thankful that Kaityn takes 2 good naps a day so we can get everything done in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  I am thankful for a daughter who has such a sweet heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            **The other day Cooper was talking about someone "scribbling" instead of coloring.  Kaibryn so sweetly said, "That's&lt;br /&gt;                OK Cooper people have lots of different talents and that is his talent."  Such a good perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  I am thankful for good friends who I can be myself with and laugh with...and encourage!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  I am thankful that my mother-in-law was able to visit with us for a couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  I am thankful for family who live close by... :)...or will someday, you know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  I am thankful tomorrow is Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  I am thankful for God's Word where only true comfort, encouragement, and peace can come.  These are some verses that have really helped me last week and this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     ** I Peter 5:7 - Cast all your anxiety on Him because He cares for you."&lt;br /&gt;     **Ps. 61:2 - "When my heart is overwhelmed; Lead me to the rock that is higher than I."&lt;br /&gt;     **Ps. 66:2 - "...we went through fire and water; but you brought me out to rich fulfillment."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     **A couple of weeks ago God used these verses to encourage me and our Pastor is speaking on the book of James.  Last&lt;br /&gt;        night I got a new perspective on them.  God is so faithful, gentle and loving when I AM SO NOT!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;          **James 1:2 - "Consider it a great joy, my brothers, whenever you experience various trials, knowing that the testing of              &lt;br /&gt;             your faith produces endurance.  But endurance must do its complete work, so that you may become mature and &lt;br /&gt;             complete, lacking nothing."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-1109137281001595369?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/1109137281001595369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=1109137281001595369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/1109137281001595369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/1109137281001595369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2008/09/thankful-thursday.html' title='Thankful Thursday'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-7825458625836739159</id><published>2008-09-16T13:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T13:56:17.061-05:00</updated><title type='text'>For PaPa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SNABEeB5A6I/AAAAAAAAAqk/Bv9zeGCBNak/s1600-h/DSC04664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SNABEeB5A6I/AAAAAAAAAqk/Bv9zeGCBNak/s320/DSC04664.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246694742178726818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SNABElJLBFI/AAAAAAAAAqs/6tGvMZOSb7k/s1600-h/DSC04675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SNABElJLBFI/AAAAAAAAAqs/6tGvMZOSb7k/s320/DSC04675.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246694744088314962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SNABFHeYY0I/AAAAAAAAAq0/hMaByWz6T_w/s1600-h/DSC04673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SNABFHeYY0I/AAAAAAAAAq0/hMaByWz6T_w/s320/DSC04673.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246694753304077122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SNABFakjrmI/AAAAAAAAAq8/SuvGJ_-rBNM/s1600-h/DSC04559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SNABFakjrmI/AAAAAAAAAq8/SuvGJ_-rBNM/s320/DSC04559.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246694758430256738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SNABF2EssjI/AAAAAAAAArE/wgTgeEYawL8/s1600-h/DSC04638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SNABF2EssjI/AAAAAAAAArE/wgTgeEYawL8/s320/DSC04638.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246694765812822578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry PaPa.  Mommy will do better at posting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love you...Christopher, Kaibryn, Cooper, &amp; Kaityn Mae!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-7825458625836739159?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/7825458625836739159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=7825458625836739159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/7825458625836739159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/7825458625836739159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2008/09/for-papa.html' title='For PaPa'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SNABEeB5A6I/AAAAAAAAAqk/Bv9zeGCBNak/s72-c/DSC04664.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-6056177131116592624</id><published>2008-09-08T19:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T19:16:05.213-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner Funnies</title><content type='html'>Tonight at dinner we were having a chicken noodle with vegetables medley meal (long title, I know).  As usual, Cooper was the last to leave the table.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He kept asking, "How many bites do I have to take?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad's response..."Until I say you have had enough to eat."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooper's response after several bites..."OOO, I don't like it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad's response..."Every time you say you don't like it you will take one more bite.  We need to be grateful for Mommy who made it and God who provided it for us."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooper's response after every bite..."OOOOOOOO" (still taking extra bites)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooper got wise after several bites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had one in his mouth, looked at Chris with that "I don't like it" face looking like he was going to say the usual "OOOO".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He rolled his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made a funny face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooper's response..."MMMMM?"  with a rather disgusted look on his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is so funny.  Chris and I just DIED laughing.  If you could have only seen it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have been so busy since we started school.  Once our day gets started there is no stopping until everyone is in bed including myself.  I never dreamed it would be this time consuming but it is worth it.  The kids are enjoying it and are learning alot already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though it has been so much more overwhelming than I thought I am enjoying it as well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-6056177131116592624?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/6056177131116592624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=6056177131116592624' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/6056177131116592624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/6056177131116592624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2008/09/dinner-funnies.html' title='Dinner Funnies'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-2427160286718370977</id><published>2008-09-01T19:43:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T20:01:33.322-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Labor Day 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SLyOp-Vt3yI/AAAAAAAAAqU/S1qDXPKW494/s1600-h/DSC04685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SLyOp-Vt3yI/AAAAAAAAAqU/S1qDXPKW494/s320/DSC04685.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241220918112280354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SLyOqMGabZI/AAAAAAAAAqc/1hSrB8TxodM/s1600-h/DSC04688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SLyOqMGabZI/AAAAAAAAAqc/1hSrB8TxodM/s320/DSC04688.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241220921806187922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a fun day.  The main reason it was fun was because Chris was home.  He makes everything so much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started off the day by going to "Pops" in Arcadia.  I have never heard of this place but they had hundreds of different flavors of Coke type drinks.  The kids had fun picking theirs out.  We then headed to the "round barn".  Cooper was probably the most excited because we were on "Roop 66" (Route 66).  For those of you who don't know Route 66 is where "Radiator Springs" is from the Cars movie.  He kept saying, "We are on Roop 66" over and over.  It was funny and annoying at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our naps we headed to the mall.  One of the students at our church works at Chick-fil-a and told us that if you wore any type of sports team logo then you get a free order of chicken strips.  So we all put on our OU clothing and headed to the mall.  Chris and I both felt kind of "dorky"...all of us wearing the same thing...but hey, free chicken strips.  When you are buying for six, eating out can get really expensive.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were eating Chris got the bright idea of getting ice cream.  However, instead of getting ice-cream at the mall we went to the Chick-fil-a in Midwest City to get it...along with another six orders of chicken strips.  We are being "frugal" right?  So we got dinner and lunch for tomorrow for about $6.00.  I'm learning "cheap is good but free is better."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really trying to learn to be more "frugal".  Our grocery bill seems to be growing as quickly as our kids are growing.  I'm learning to use coupons, look for bargains, and plain just being cheap (which is difficult for me...expensive taste).  I'm chasing rabbits here.  I'm sleepy!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are now taking showers and getting ready for bed.  Mommy might be right behind them tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-2427160286718370977?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/2427160286718370977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=2427160286718370977' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/2427160286718370977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/2427160286718370977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2008/09/labor-day-2008.html' title='Labor Day 2008'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SLyOp-Vt3yI/AAAAAAAAAqU/S1qDXPKW494/s72-c/DSC04685.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6824337004235429248.post-6879628731284676631</id><published>2008-08-31T20:43:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T19:43:27.932-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Greatest Day Ever!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SLyMJdRZ-AI/AAAAAAAAAqM/lgThrwSx8wY/s1600-h/DSC04683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SLyMJdRZ-AI/AAAAAAAAAqM/lgThrwSx8wY/s320/DSC04683.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241218160456759298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the long awaited Saturday arrived yesterday...the first OU football game.  The kids were so excited because they were able to wear their "game day shirts."  For those of you who don't know, for the past 5 or 6 years EVERYONE gets a new game day outfit.  This is the outfit you wear EVERY game day and ONLY on game day.  In the past we have waited until the Friday night before to purchase these shirts  but not this year we went about a month ago.  The shirts had been hung in our closet until the unveiling took place Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The morning was filled with excitement as at random times you would hear one yell "Boomer" and another respond back with "Sooner."  Even Kaityn Mae chimed in every once in a while with a "Moomah".   As you can tell we are HUGE Sooner fans and football fans in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was excited for this day as well because I found out earlier last week that some of our friends were going and I was going to get to go as well.  However, my babysitter (my Mom) was out of town.  It's not easy (or cheap) to find someone who will watch four children.  We had to get creative.  We have some friends with kids around the age of our two boys so they went over to their house to play.  Kaibryn went to her "bestest friend ever" Grace's house and sweet Kaityn went with our friends two little girls to her Mom's house.  We have such good friends who were so helpful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we got to the game...game started...half time...POURING rain.  They evacuated all 80,000 fans to under the stadium.  We went down into the tunnel where the "Schooner" comes out on to the field.  This was the first game for the new horses who pulled the Schooner.  One of the horses got very spooked from the noise of the people and the thunder and lightning.  One of them started bucking a little and his eyes were WIDE...I felt so bad for the thing.  The "Rednecks" and security kept getting the fans attention to try to keep everyone calm and quiet so the horses would calm down.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the game we were STARVING and I think for the first time in Chris's life he did not stay until the end of the game.  We left after the third quarter because we had to get our kids and it was SO LATE.  We had a quick bite at McDonald's...got the kids...got home and fell into bed a little after midnight.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was such a fun day.  And just think, we get to do this for three more months!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6824337004235429248-6879628731284676631?l=kmanderson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/feeds/6879628731284676631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6824337004235429248&amp;postID=6879628731284676631' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/6879628731284676631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6824337004235429248/posts/default/6879628731284676631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kmanderson.blogspot.com/2008/08/greatest-day-ever.html' title='The Greatest Day Ever!!!'/><author><name>The Anderson Zoo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11988406621230437757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/TGcCSdODoNI/AAAAAAAABVg/m8EMB2BWQuc/S220/IMG_2174.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ZUVPYkj_iV0/SLyMJdRZ-AI/AAAAAAAAAqM/lgThrwSx8wY/s72-c/DSC04683.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
