<?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-7063405429861271205</id><updated>2011-10-05T22:40:59.984-05:00</updated><category term='Alyssa'/><category term='summer'/><category term='Parkersburg'/><category term='accidents'/><category term='General'/><category term='trips'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='weight loss'/><category term='personal thoughts'/><category term='homeschool'/><category term='family'/><category term='matthew'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='stuff'/><category term='Gregg'/><category term='oops'/><category term='fun'/><category term='projects'/><category term='fall'/><category term='kids'/><category term='hometown'/><category term='friends'/><category term='Josh'/><title type='text'>Take Note...</title><subtitle type='html'>Check out what's happening with the Sherrards &amp; join me on my journey with God, motherhood &amp; life.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>79</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-847908146735514480</id><published>2009-03-05T21:57:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T22:02:12.341-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weight loss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal thoughts'/><title type='text'>Taking the plunge</title><content type='html'>It's been a while since I've blogged. Facebook seems to be taking over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I wanted to blog because I joined Weight Watchers today! Something I should've done a year ago after I lost 20 pounds not after I gained it all back and now have to lose it all over again! Hopefully through the program I will learn some life-long habits to help me keep it off! It's going to be a hard week as I am pretty addicted to sugar at this point and I don't have the extra points I had when I was dieting last year and was nursing. Hopefully the high school reunion I will be going to this June will help with motivation. I officially start counting points tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also excited because my sister is sending me a dvd by a nutritionist her father-in-law went to last week (to help him fight cancer). I am very interested to hear what she says about how food affects us and some insights about how to eat to feel better &amp;amp; help our bodies work better. Hopefully I can incorporate some of those tips as well - I know eating more beans is on the agenda!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-847908146735514480?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/847908146735514480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=847908146735514480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/847908146735514480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/847908146735514480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2009/03/taking-plunge.html' title='Taking the plunge'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-7639724239137216990</id><published>2009-01-29T15:33:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T15:57:37.490-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alyssa'/><title type='text'>Our First Lapbook</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lapbooking is a recent trend for homeschoolers. It's a way to put together all that you've done to learn about a certain subject in one place to use for review and so forth and I guess be able to hold it "on your lap". Ever since someone told me about it last summer I have been shying away from doing it. Anything that I don't understand or seems overwhelming, well, I just tend to avoid (ask my sister how many years it took me to learn how to use the popcorn popper she gave me). But after looking at other examples on the internet and coming upon a good topic that seemed conducive to lapbooking without me having to come up with too much extra on my part, we tried it out. Below is the result...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The subject: Farm Animals&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This month we have been focusing on goats, cows &amp;amp; horses so when we finished, I put this together to remember our unit...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296833520087871970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SYIiBc84MeI/AAAAAAAAAOE/v1h1bWLKFZY/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Above: Lapbook all closed up. Below: Opened up...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296833529882765634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SYIiCBcKaUI/AAAAAAAAAOM/Q02Gs9XKzU8/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296833801135554658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SYIiRz73gGI/AAAAAAAAAOk/MUatBxcmU6o/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Above: Top left is a picture of a horse head that Alyssa drew, Top right are lift the flap information about the 3 types of farm animals that we actually studied. Alyssa told me what she remembered and I wrote it on the back of each picture. Bottom right is a scripture verse we talked about (would've been nice to memorize some of it but we didn't) and bottom left you can see part of the barn story Alyssa made. She drew pictures inside and told me her story which I wrote down about a farm.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296833792675982706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SYIiRUa8rXI/AAAAAAAAAOc/_2sKrKDQHgQ/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Above: Top left is the Favorite Animal Chart Alyssa made on the computer - horse was the favorite animal followed by cows. Top right is the Farm Crossword puzzle I made for her to do. Bottom left, Counting by 10 barn dot-to-dot downloaded from &lt;a href="http://www.kidscrafty.com/"&gt;www.kidscrafty.com&lt;/a&gt; and bottom center is farm animal babies and their mothers which I cannot remember where I downloaded that from... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296833536801469650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SYIiCbNtdNI/AAAAAAAAAOU/WjLr2zxMlDM/s320/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Above: This is the back of the lapbook. I made a pocket to store the Farm animal puppets we had made on big popsicle sticks and I also put a picture she had colored. I got these from &lt;a href="http://www.dltk-kids.com/"&gt;www.dltk-kids.com&lt;/a&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://www.clker.com/"&gt;www.clker.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alyssa had no idea what I was talking about when I told her we were going to do a lapbook and I did pretty much put it together myself (after she did the work of course) but now that she's seen it she says she wants to do one for "every unit" we do. Not sure sure about that but we are moving on to wild animals so maybe we'll try another one out when we're done studying them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-7639724239137216990?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/7639724239137216990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=7639724239137216990' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/7639724239137216990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/7639724239137216990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2009/01/our-first-lapbook.html' title='Our First Lapbook'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SYIiBc84MeI/AAAAAAAAAOE/v1h1bWLKFZY/s72-c/011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-3626885543302070271</id><published>2009-01-22T15:35:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T15:49:01.855-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alyssa'/><title type='text'>Happenings...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SXjnk83rSTI/AAAAAAAAANU/6zUc6Wp3Ccc/s1600-h/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294235983974975794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SXjnk83rSTI/AAAAAAAAANU/6zUc6Wp3Ccc/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It seems we have a fire in our fireplaces about once a year. Gregg was actually trying to burn some of our firewood so we'd have more room in our garage so the upstairs was HOT! Here's a pic of Josh "roasting" (or toasting) a marshmallow. Everyone loved the s'mores.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SXjoKQz7K7I/AAAAAAAAANk/E-xZr7iW-7k/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294236624983108530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SXjoKQz7K7I/AAAAAAAAANk/E-xZr7iW-7k/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SXjoKCKCATI/AAAAAAAAANc/J21BhHAllDc/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294236621049299250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SXjoKCKCATI/AAAAAAAAANc/J21BhHAllDc/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We celebrated our "100 Day" - counting to 100 by eating pancakes shaped into a 100 (thanks Gregg!). We put together a 100 piece puzzle &amp;amp; we were going to hide 100 of something but I couldn't quite figure out what that was going to be. I also thought about us eating 100 of something but again, 100 marshmallows seemed like a lot of sugar. Matt was actually sick with strep throat so shortly after he took this picture, he began to really not feel well. We watched a horse movie "Dreamer" instead as we are also talking about horses this week...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SXjpGOLZs2I/AAAAAAAAAN0/XnQrTcFPC2o/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294237655068423010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SXjpGOLZs2I/AAAAAAAAAN0/XnQrTcFPC2o/s320/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SXjpFzxdeYI/AAAAAAAAANs/Uk5GBTtfvdU/s1600-h/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294237647980296578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SXjpFzxdeYI/AAAAAAAAANs/Uk5GBTtfvdU/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is Alyssa ice skating today. This is her second time. She LOVES it although she is very hesitant to stop using the "walker" (actually should it be called a skater since it helps kids skate??). At the end of both times she's gone she will let go and skate a bit along the side. It has been fun to see her try skating and not get frustrated because it takes time to learn...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-3626885543302070271?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/3626885543302070271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=3626885543302070271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/3626885543302070271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/3626885543302070271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2009/01/happenings.html' title='Happenings...'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SXjnk83rSTI/AAAAAAAAANU/6zUc6Wp3Ccc/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-3005384662871637804</id><published>2009-01-14T16:23:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T16:27:49.314-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschool'/><title type='text'>Making Butter</title><content type='html'>The past couple of weeks we've been talking about farm animals. This week it's Cow. So, yesterday we tried our hands at making butter. We could've made it using a jar and taking turns shaking it but we read about using a mixer and that just sounded easier. So, we used the  mixer and I have to say, I'm not sure what my kids thought but I was enthralled with the process. Watching it turn from cream to a really stiff whipped cream (although not sweet so it didn't taste so good!) and then it started turning yellow and separated into the curd (butter) and the whey (basically skim milk). It was really cool and it tasted like butter! I used more than they recommended so we ended up having quite a bit of butter so I've been using some of it in making banana bread today. Pretty cool - and pricy so we probably won't begin making our own butter on a regular basis!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-3005384662871637804?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/3005384662871637804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=3005384662871637804' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/3005384662871637804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/3005384662871637804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2009/01/making-butter.html' title='Making Butter'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-2181246106129901801</id><published>2009-01-06T12:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T12:26:35.480-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Pics from Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are some pics from Christmas - I feel like I'm doing things twice - posting on Facebook &amp;amp; on here...hhmmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288248455242012402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SWOh86K1VvI/AAAAAAAAAMk/pmisduYMN40/s320/089.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Merry Christmas 2008!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288248445173375490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SWOh8UqSIgI/AAAAAAAAAMc/IY-yRpR6i_s/s320/090.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Nathan, Luke &amp;amp; Matthew&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288248437395470130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SWOh73r4tzI/AAAAAAAAAMU/jYs_r5nN5nk/s320/089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Grace &amp;amp; Alyssa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-2181246106129901801?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/2181246106129901801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=2181246106129901801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/2181246106129901801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/2181246106129901801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-pics-from-christmas.html' title='New Pics from Christmas'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SWOh86K1VvI/AAAAAAAAAMk/pmisduYMN40/s72-c/089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-4259520598220037886</id><published>2008-12-20T13:14:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T13:15:17.730-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SU1EM72q2UI/AAAAAAAAAMM/f5-fSArzLX8/s1600-h/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281952926991571266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SU1EM72q2UI/AAAAAAAAAMM/f5-fSArzLX8/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-4259520598220037886?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/4259520598220037886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=4259520598220037886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/4259520598220037886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/4259520598220037886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SU1EM72q2UI/AAAAAAAAAMM/f5-fSArzLX8/s72-c/011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-5103198888727572882</id><published>2008-12-16T14:05:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T14:08:19.365-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas to us!</title><content type='html'>You know, Gregg and I have been married 7 years now and lately we've been finding that some of the stuff we got when we were first married is starting to get worn out and needs to be replaced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this year for Christmas, we are going REAL practical... Merry Christmas Gregg - here's your new toaster! (thanks for the suggestion Jenn). And Gregg will be saying to me, Merry Christmas Kristie, here's your new knife set!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what, that's okay 'cause practical can be a good thing - especially in economic times like these!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-5103198888727572882?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/5103198888727572882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=5103198888727572882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/5103198888727572882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/5103198888727572882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas-to-us.html' title='Merry Christmas to us!'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-1173408167874365147</id><published>2008-12-15T13:36:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T13:39:39.312-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alyssa'/><title type='text'>Alyssa story</title><content type='html'>Okay, here's a story I just found written down from November that I had forgotten about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids and I were at my parent's house in November and Alyssa had made a gift for me that she wanted to wrap as a surprise. So she was downstairs with my mom and Matthew wrapping this gift. She told my mom that  Matt couldn't keep a secret so, according to my mom, she went up to Matt and said with a straight face, "If you tell mommy, I'm going to stick something up your nose &amp;amp; put tape over it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How nice - such sisterly love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-1173408167874365147?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/1173408167874365147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=1173408167874365147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/1173408167874365147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/1173408167874365147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/12/alyssa-story.html' title='Alyssa story'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-2620292284879343278</id><published>2008-12-15T13:34:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T13:36:25.652-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Josh'/><title type='text'>Josh's new words</title><content type='html'>Josh seems to have an ever-expanding vocabulary. It is sooo fun to get him to say no words and see what words HE begins to say on his own. Right now his new favorites are "no" (yeah) and "cookie" as we have been having sugar cookies around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-2620292284879343278?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/2620292284879343278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=2620292284879343278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/2620292284879343278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/2620292284879343278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/12/joshs-new-words.html' title='Josh&apos;s new words'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-1367011218551629638</id><published>2008-12-15T13:23:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T13:30:02.840-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschool'/><title type='text'>Cool Experiment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We have been studying water the last few days - talking about what it's like as a liquid, solid &amp;amp; gas. Today we were talking about it as a gas and we did the following experiment - it was totally cool! Of course, my kids kept leaving the room thinking it was going to explode or something but I thought I'd share it because it was easy and fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With a funnel, put 2 Tbspns baking soda in to a balloon. Then fill a 2 liter soda bottle 1/2 full of vinegar. Pull the opening of the balloon over the top of the bottle, stand the balloon upright so the baking soda falls into the bottle. When the 2 mix, a gas forms (carbon dioxine) and the balloon will inflate.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280101144842651858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SUawBBx6yNI/AAAAAAAAAME/GhCUmXtFuns/s320/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I ran out of vinegar but we're going to get more and try it again...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-1367011218551629638?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/1367011218551629638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=1367011218551629638' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/1367011218551629638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/1367011218551629638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/12/cool-experiment.html' title='Cool Experiment'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SUawBBx6yNI/AAAAAAAAAME/GhCUmXtFuns/s72-c/018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-5763841466969876079</id><published>2008-12-14T16:36:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T17:12:49.381-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're 11 days from Christmas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we come into the last week or so before Christmas I've been thinking about what's been significant for us this Christmas season, what funny stories have there been, what have been some of our favorite moments, some of our maybe not so great moments. Actually a friend of mine blogged on a disappointing experience she had with Christmas lights a few weeks ago and that got me thinking, so here goes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A couple of our most fun pre-Christmas times:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Last night we took our annual family Christmas light tour/Live Nativity outing. It was fun. We took along some unfrosted sugar cookies (frosted ones would've meant much trouble in our van), the kids got in their jammies and we took off. We went to the live nativity we always go to in New Brighton. It's one of my favorite parts of our tour because the kids all crowd up in front with Gregg &amp;amp; I as we go through all the scenes and read the Bible story they have posted. It doesn't take long, but it's always fun to see the kids' faces. They love the live animals &amp;amp; seeing actual people portraying Mary &amp;amp; Joseph, the wisemen &amp;amp; shepherds &amp;amp; angels. One of the other places we always go is a place in Shoreview that has their lights blink to music on a certain radio station. This year we took a wrong turn so instead of taking 10 minutes it probably took closer to 25 minutes to get there (oops!) but it was fun - another time of everyone crowding up into the front to watch all the lights &amp;amp; listen to the music. We also saw plenty of gaudy lights, inflatables and so forth and one house completely decked out in LED blue lights - not gaudy in the least, actually very well done, but so BRIGHT I could hardly look at it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Another fun moment for us was joining our friends down at the Macy's 8th floor Christmas display. We always go on a weekday morning right at 10am so there is no waiting and we can cruise on through. This year's theme was A Day in the Life of an Elf and really, it was probably my favorite one I've ever seen. It seemed short because there were less individual displays but the detail that went into it was amazing and it was just fun! We ended up going through twice and at several places the kids just stood and looked and looked, noticing all the details.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279787350468519858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SUWSnypG57I/AAAAAAAAAL8/r1cWpRw30Ys/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279787346157693522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SUWSnilU6lI/AAAAAAAAAL0/vq4xtn9YYV0/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- And of course, Alyssa and I enjoyed Christmas caroling at the nursing home and hope to do that again next year - we just hope to not repeat driving into the ditch next year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A bit disappointing:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-You know, I have to say putting up the Christmas tree was disappointing this year. I think it's because I forget how long it takes. The kids were all ready to put up their ornaments but it takes FOREVER to put up our fake tree (it's huge and we literally have to unflatten every tree branch before putting it on). Then the top of the tree was broken so Gregg had to hot glue it. THEN we had to put the lights on and of course some of the strings didn't work (it didn't help that we were doing this during a Vikings game either - you know how focused Gregg was as he is the official light guy!) So anyway, literally 4 hours after we began getting the tree out it was time to put on the ornaments. Poor kids - they were still excited and gladly put their ornaments on but I didn't put mine on until they all went to bed! (by that time I needed a little peace &amp;amp; quiet!). So, next year, we've got to rethink how we put up the tree...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This year...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year, Pre-Christmas has seemed a little different. I've been trying to figure out why... Has it been the unknown of where we were going to spend Christmas? The fact I purposely didn't do a lot of stuff before Thanksgiving like I have in the past? Is it because for some reason I haven't been feeling stressed about getting out Christmas cards, doing ALL our family traditions, getting goodies out to all our neighbors, making a ton of Christmas cookies? Has it been because a lot of my focus has been on our MOPS meeting &amp;amp; planning homeschooling, that I haven't had a lot of leftover energy to worry or plan Christmas stuff?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not sure but it's been good. I've gotten my shopping done (still have a few projects to complete and of course all the wrapping), my Christmas letter is just about completely done and out, we've made a couple of kinds of cookies over the weekend but I did something else for my neighbors so there's been less stress about baking (and a lot less baking this year), and we've got about 3 more days of school school and then we're just focusing on Christmas - and then we're on break!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, enough going on about my Christmas experience... While we are doing a lot of driving over Christmas this year, I hope that through it all my kids (and me too) are able to just enjoy the coming weeks and remember WHY we prepare and what the real focus of this time of year should be!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-5763841466969876079?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/5763841466969876079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=5763841466969876079' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/5763841466969876079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/5763841466969876079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SUWSnypG57I/AAAAAAAAAL8/r1cWpRw30Ys/s72-c/009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-7004625647154678541</id><published>2008-12-10T15:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T15:25:30.025-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='accidents'/><title type='text'>The toaster oven bit the dust!</title><content type='html'>Our toaster oven's been on its way out for a while but yesterday, it officially bit the dust! It started out on a good note in the morning when it actually toasted the toast for the first time in a couple of months. I thought, great, maybe it suddently fixed itself. Well, that evening I was making chicken nuggets (standard toaster oven fare) when I looked at the toaster oven and one of the pieces in the top of it was literally making sparks &amp;amp; looked about ready to start on fire!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, do we buy another toaster oven or do we buy a new toaster? Right now we are leaning towards toaster since about all we do in it is toast &amp;amp; chicken nuggets. Anyone have good suggestions for a good 4 slice toaster with maybe the capacity to do bagels? I'm hoping at this time of year we can get a good deal...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-7004625647154678541?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/7004625647154678541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=7004625647154678541' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/7004625647154678541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/7004625647154678541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/12/toaster-oven-bit-dust.html' title='The toaster oven bit the dust!'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-8420141197534696168</id><published>2008-12-04T15:32:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T15:51:45.526-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='accidents'/><title type='text'>Did I really just do that?</title><content type='html'>Before I begin, I need to say that we are fine &amp;amp; Gregg says we're buying new tires for the van...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, to tell you about my morning. Alyssa &amp;amp; I went to a nursing home in Roseville to sing Christmas carols with our homeschool co-op. It was really fun. We got to sing a bunch of carols &amp;amp; many of the kids played the piano as well. Now Alyssa wants to take piano lessons some day. Anyway, while we were there it started snowing. Beautiful snow. The kind you love to look at out your window. Not the kind you want to drive home in though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were driving home and of course, I took the wrong turn so we went home a way we normally wouldn't have gone but no big deal. As I was turning onto 35W from 694 however, we began to fishtail... and I couldn't recover. Soon, we were taking a drive into the ditch and I was praying fervently that we wouldn't flip over. Thankfully we didn't but I also couldn't drive out. After a call to 911 who put me through to the highway patrol who put me through to a towing company, I was soon pulled out. Lost a hubcap &amp;amp; one of my tires didn't look so good but otherwise we were okay. We had to go up to another exit to fill out paper work (they wanted their money of course) and just as the tow truck was driving off, I looked at my instrument panel and saw this cute little symbol had turned on. Wondering what it was, I called Gregg &amp;amp; he told me it was the tire pressure gauge. I looked out my car door and sure enough, my tire that had looked a little iffy before was now half flat. Of course the tow truck was long gone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we decided I should try to make it to a gas station so I could fill it up with air and try to get home. I thought I was going to have to drive a ways to fine one but thankfully, just as I turned the corner, there was a gas station. I filled up with air &amp;amp; slowly drove home. Yeah, we made it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From there, Gregg changed the tire &amp;amp; he has since decided we need all new tires so tomorrow he will take it in to get new tires &amp;amp; to have it looked over to make sure everything else is okay. So, guess what I'm getting for Christmas?? :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through all this, if you know my daughter (who is VERY cautious and I'm finding a bit of a worry-wart), you know she was going somewhat hysterical on me - and deservedly so but she tends to be a little extreme. I tried to convince her this was an adventure, but I don't think she bought it. She was already a back seat driver but I have a feeling for the rest of the winter I will be hearing a lot of "Slow down mom."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks God for safety &amp;amp; for helping us get safely home!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-8420141197534696168?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/8420141197534696168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=8420141197534696168' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/8420141197534696168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/8420141197534696168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/12/did-i-really-just-do-that.html' title='Did I really just do that?'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-9166026744721509492</id><published>2008-11-29T08:48:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T08:53:19.043-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff'/><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Here are a few updates of recent posts:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Regarding my camera, eureka! it is fixed! Gregg, having nothing to lose, banged it around a bit and now, whatever was jarred has been jarred back and all seems to be working well! Thank you God! Now, we just need to buy a new toaster oven but that's another story and something we can limp along without for a while...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Regarding our leaf "tree" on our mantel, here is a picture of what it ended up looking like. It's a bit hard to tell in this picture but you get the idea. I also forgot to say that this idea was based on an idea I read by Julie Barnhill in her latest book...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274092469265016658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/STFXKE8ap1I/AAAAAAAAALs/NQp85qrRiOs/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we need to take it all down so we can decorate for Christmas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-9166026744721509492?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/9166026744721509492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=9166026744721509492' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/9166026744721509492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/9166026744721509492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/11/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/STFXKE8ap1I/AAAAAAAAALs/NQp85qrRiOs/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-9169335176190756871</id><published>2008-11-25T22:26:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T22:28:22.838-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff'/><title type='text'>Bummer!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I dropped a bin that contained our camera in the garage. I didn't think anything of it until later when I tried to use the camera - it's broken! Ugh! This was an EXPENSIVE camera. To send it in to the manufacturer to fix it will cost us almost $200. So now the dilemna, do we fix it or get a new one. We won't be able to afford what we paid for this camera but maybe we can still get a nice one for about the same as fixing this one?? We will definitely be shopping around and if need be, I may be getting up VERY early on Friday to try to get a deal - ugh!!! Not what I want to get for Christmas! :-(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-9169335176190756871?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/9169335176190756871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=9169335176190756871' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/9169335176190756871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/9169335176190756871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/11/bummer.html' title='Bummer!'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-1067345706247262497</id><published>2008-11-24T21:14:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T21:47:53.967-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal thoughts'/><title type='text'>Thankfulness</title><content type='html'>As we come upon Thanksgiving I have been thinking about my life and how blessed I truly am and in some ways how easy my life is compared to that of others. Alyssa and I have been reading a book about the pilgrims' journey to America and their life those first few years in America. It's a book geared towards elementary children so it doesn't go into great detail but it does talk about the persecution, hunger, fear, sickness &amp;amp; death the pilgrims went through while they were in England and then suffered to come to America. I can't imagine living through a winter with hardly any food to eat &amp;amp; people dying almost every day, including your own family. All to find the freedom to worship God in their own way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we read about the Pilgrims celebrating their first Thanksgiving. When they saw the abundance of the harvest, their first thoughts were to give thanks to God and they actually chose to celebrate for a week to give God thanks. They were coming upon winter again and even though they had more food, they knew winter was a difficult time with sickness, cold &amp;amp; still the possibility of not having enough food by the end. Yet, they chose to give thanks, invited many many extra guests and put on a lavish feast that lasted 3 days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my younger years I have to confess Thanksgiving was one of my least favorite holidays. Growing up I didn't like turkey, mashed potatoes, stuffing, pumpkin pie or cranberries. So, I didn't like Thanksgiving. As an adult I can't say that I like those foods all that much better (although I am more willing to eat them) but I do like the holiday a lot more because I've caught the spirit of WHY we celebrate Thanksgiving. It's not so much about the food as it is about truly being THANKFUL and giving God the glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, more than most, has made me realize all I have to be thankful for and has given me maybe a bit of a reality check. Between watching my sister agonize over decisions that need to be made for her son &amp;amp; listening on a caring bridge site to another mom's agony over losing her 6 year old daughter this summer, I continue to be reminded to cherish my kids, cherish my husband, cherish my life, hold on to God &amp;amp; to not get so bent out of shape by the little things of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month I wanted my kids to catch a little bit of the spirit of Thanksgiving so we began writing down what we were thankful for each day on a leaf and made a Thanksgiving tree of sorts using our mantel to hang leaves. At first, the kids had a hard time thinking of something to be thankful for but as the weeks have past, they have gotten better about thinking of something without a lot of prompting from me. It has been interesting to hear what they are thankful for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We plan to read them all off on Wednesday and have a little time as a family to thank God for all his blessings. My hope is that this month of thanksgiving will help all of us be more aware of our blessings and we will remember to be more thankful throughout the year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless you all this Thanksgiving and I pray you will remember all that God has done for you the past year, even in the midst of the trials, and find your ways to celebrate and be THANKFUL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-1067345706247262497?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/1067345706247262497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=1067345706247262497' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/1067345706247262497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/1067345706247262497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/11/sacrifice.html' title='Thankfulness'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-3147303877964165955</id><published>2008-11-24T20:56:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T21:13:12.563-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='matthew'/><title type='text'>Matt's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been waiting to blog about Matt's birthday until it was over. Now, a week later, I think it's over. Whew! It's been a whirlwind, so here goes! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Tuesday, Nov. 18th Matthew turned 4... What a cutey - we celebrated at home with muffins. We don't have pictures of him blowing out his candles ON his birthday (he hid everytime we sang Happy Birthday to him all week) but this was one of his birthday presents - a play dough caddy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272424483310803506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SStqIhDQGjI/AAAAAAAAALE/fFQsT95Ex9Y/s320/094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then on Saturday was his "friends" birthday party where we were all pirates! It was a lot of fun (if it was a bit crazy - I am not used to boy birthday parties with boy energy!). We had the kids decorate individual pirate chest cakes to later eat (thanks Carolyn for the idea). We had a treasure hunt, played Tick Tock Find the Croc &amp;amp; another game, watched part of the Pirates who Don't Do Anything &amp;amp; hung out. It was truly crazy and I'm not sure if we will be doing this again next year or something a wee bit simpler but Matthew has already informed me he wants a dinosaur party next year. We'll see... :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272424489954888802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SStqI5zUzGI/AAAAAAAAALM/uiGsgN6ahrQ/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272424494662598978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SStqJLVuwUI/AAAAAAAAALU/3Lulv2eTBbg/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We actually made a treasure chest cake (thank you Gregg) but decided to save it for our NEXT celebration on Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272426391892146962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SStr3nEgOxI/AAAAAAAAALc/s0bsNkQAhCc/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I felt bad for the kids on Saturday as they all wanted to eat it BUT... Gregg's nephew's son Kyle also was turning 4 &amp;amp; visiting Minnesota so we had to get together to celebrate one more time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272426397623984098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SStr38bFH-I/AAAAAAAAALk/lvflvAp6sfo/s320/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Happy Birthday special boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-3147303877964165955?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/3147303877964165955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=3147303877964165955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/3147303877964165955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/3147303877964165955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/11/matts-birthday.html' title='Matt&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SStqIhDQGjI/AAAAAAAAALE/fFQsT95Ex9Y/s72-c/094.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-728852740420849097</id><published>2008-11-14T21:36:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T08:34:41.063-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Christian Community Fair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SR5GgKW3yyI/AAAAAAAAAKk/idgaP2wnlUg/s1600-h/Kids-11-14-08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268726132420102946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SR5GgKW3yyI/AAAAAAAAAKk/idgaP2wnlUg/s320/Kids-11-14-08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight I bravely took all 3 of my kids to the Christian Community Fair at the St Paul Rivercentre. I figured if we were going to go, tonight was the night to do it when it probably would not be too busy. So, off we went! It was actually a lot of fun. They had probably the best petting zoo I've ever been to, lots of inflatables, a craft table, a fishing "pond" where the kids got to actually fish for a while, Bob &amp;amp; Larry, Sharky, TC &amp;amp; a couple other big furry friends I didn't even know. We even took a picture with a couple of adorable bunnies (made me want to get a bunny!). It wasn't exactly "free" as we did have to pay for parking &amp;amp; food (&amp;amp; for fishing &amp;amp; the bunny picture) but the kids had a blast running from inflatable to inflatable - especially Matthew). Actually, I kept losing Matthew because he would run off to another inflatable without telling me (guess I need to have a talk with him about that)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are a couple of pictures...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268726139704291650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SR5GglfjsUI/AAAAAAAAAK0/3HynrVnehAA/s320/137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Matt was the only one who would come with me to see Bob &amp;amp; Larry. Unfortunately, it took too long to get this picture taken and he became an unwilling participant. I STILL needed the picture - I got to hang out with BOB &amp;amp; LARRY!!! Yes, I was more excited than they were - and I am not ashamed! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268726134604682914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SR5GgSft1qI/AAAAAAAAAKs/3GZsihP7vPg/s320/130.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268892158131906802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SR7dgIVLKPI/AAAAAAAAAK8/IM9cLGaLtp8/s320/132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Super cool petting zoo with LOTS of animals - even tortoises &amp;amp; a camel! There was also another area with lots of snakes &amp;amp; reptiles and we got to pet a baby crocodile! At one point Josh was in his socks while we were at the petting zoo and when I went to put his shoes back on, yep, he'd stepped in something! Actually, that reminds me, it's still in the diaper bag!! Gotta go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-728852740420849097?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/728852740420849097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=728852740420849097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/728852740420849097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/728852740420849097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/11/christian-community-fair.html' title='Christian Community Fair'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SR5GgKW3yyI/AAAAAAAAAKk/idgaP2wnlUg/s72-c/Kids-11-14-08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-7113106634352746427</id><published>2008-11-14T21:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T21:36:25.066-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Josh'/><title type='text'>Josh's new word</title><content type='html'>Josh has learned a new word -- "mine!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-7113106634352746427?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/7113106634352746427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=7113106634352746427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/7113106634352746427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/7113106634352746427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/11/joshs-new-word.html' title='Josh&apos;s new word'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-203106970785805309</id><published>2008-11-08T09:40:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T09:51:02.874-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hometown'/><title type='text'>Freeze Out</title><content type='html'>Last night saw me doing something I haven't done in 20 years - literally. Sitting at a high school football game cheering on my hometown. It was the quarter-finals of the Iowa High School 1A play-offs and my home town, now the Aplington-Parkersburg Falcons, were taking on the Emmetsburg E-Hawks. Since Emmetsburg is only 75 miles from where my parents live and we were visitng them this weekend, we decided why not? and went to cheer them on. It was seriously FREEZING but we put on lots of layers and my dad &amp;amp; I sat in the stands cheering on our old home team. Lots of clothes &amp;amp; a few cups of hot chocolate and we lasted the game (it helped that because both teams pretty much only run the ball, the game was over in less than 2 hours!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year was a little different for the football team. Parkersburg experienced an F5 tornado that wiped out 1/3 of the town including the football field &amp;amp; school last May. While the high school is temporarily located in the middle school in Aplington while it's being rebuilt (and the middle schoolers are at the Aplington elementary &amp;amp; the Aplington elementary is at the Parkersburg elementary WITH the Parkersburg elementary) through donations &amp;amp; a lot of determination, they decided to go ahead and get the football field ready to go in Parkersburg and play football there this fall. I can't imagine what it would be like to play with the rubble &amp;amp; the beginnings  of the new school in the background but that's what they did. They were ranked #1 in the state &amp;amp; were undefeated. Pretty much they've been playing for the town and giving them a bit of hope amidst the rebuilding....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, they met their match last night with Emmetsburg (also undefeated). It was a very low scoring game for both teams but Emmetsburg ended up coming out victorious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd say A-P was victorious too - victorious in giving their town hope in the midst of disaster.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-203106970785805309?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/203106970785805309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=203106970785805309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/203106970785805309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/203106970785805309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/11/freeze-out.html' title='Freeze Out'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-2783591864803490759</id><published>2008-11-04T20:57:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T21:56:58.337-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal thoughts'/><title type='text'>Leaking Joy and mentors</title><content type='html'>A while back I blogged about my quest to find more joy in my life and figure out more of what it means to live a joy-filled life. That quest has been an on-again, off-again quest but yesterday I feel like I came upon another nugget of truth in that search.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading a chapter in the book &lt;u&gt;Balance that Works when Life Doesn't&lt;/u&gt;. I've referenced it before and it's been a book that I keep working my way sloooowly through. Anyway, in one of the chapters she talks about our thought life and she made a reference to a carton she once watched where the main character gets shot with arrows but goes about his business. A while later he goes and drinks a glass of milk and then all the milk leaks out through the arrow holes. She talked about her inconsistent thought-life keeping her from filling those holes. When we have wounds that need healing or areas we need to work on, our joy can just keep coming out even when we're pouring more truth and God into our lives. That struck a chord with me as that's the way I feel in regard to living a joy-filled life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She went on to reference Phil. 4:8 - "Fix your thoughts on what is true and honorable and right. Think about things that are pure and lovely and admirable. Think about things that are excellent and worthy of praise."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As she unpacked each of the things we are to have our eyes fixed upon, it made me realize how my lack of self-discipline in my thought life was probably one of the major ways I was continually losing my joy. Continuing to be intro-spective or stuck on a way someone hurt me, gossip or thinking about someone else's weaknesses, negative thoughts in general, down on my kids, beating myself up with my short-comings and failures all keep me from living in a state of joy. Wow! Talk about a "Aha! moment."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been asking God to make me more aware of how I let my thought-life stray and he's been showing me. It's saddening to realize all the time I take my eyes off Jesus and how much of the time my "eyes" seem to be fixed on me and my problems. Definitely not giving them to God, but thinking through and worrying about how I am going to fix them. Seeing how, after someone hurt me, I kept thinking about it over and over. I realize not all of that is bad and that sometimes you do have to think about life but I spend much of my day doing that instead of fixing my eyes on Jesus...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure how well I've been able to write down my thoughts from yesterday or what God seems to be revealing to me and honestly, I don't think I completely get it yet either. I'm still processing and probably should reread the chapter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am excited about receiving this nugget of truth and even more excited that I think God has more in store for me to learn and apply. I have long desired to have a mentor. I have prayed about it for a long time. The thought of having someone come along side, hold me accountable and allow me to be me, provide wisdom &amp;amp; guidance and just allow God to work in my heart, healing, restoring, and help me to "fix my eyes on Jesus" is hugely appealing to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Constance, where we go to church, they have a mentoring program. I am soooo excited! I met today with the leader of the group and another woman who is a perspective mentor about entering the program. It's a 1-on-1 mentoring program where you meet weekly and go through a series of books put together just for this purpose. I am going to pray about it and look through the books this next week but am very excited to have this opportunity. So pray for me that God would put me together with the "right" mentor and that He would just help me dive deeper in my walk with Him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-2783591864803490759?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/2783591864803490759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=2783591864803490759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/2783591864803490759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/2783591864803490759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/11/leaking-joy.html' title='Leaking Joy and mentors'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-2035525552984687880</id><published>2008-10-31T20:57:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T21:09:38.077-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall'/><title type='text'>Trick-or-Treating Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SQu38v9YBTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/fmWwSbsG7f4/s1600-h/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263502843806483762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SQu38v9YBTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/fmWwSbsG7f4/s320/040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SQu39GdG69I/AAAAAAAAAKc/WYHbynQFsOg/s1600-h/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263502849845160914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SQu39GdG69I/AAAAAAAAAKc/WYHbynQFsOg/s320/041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our little munchkins out gathering candy. Alyssa was a black cat, Matthew was a pirate, Josh was a pumpkin &amp;amp; Grace was an Olympic gymnast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was such a beautiful night so we went out trick-or-treating and ended up pretty much filling up our candy buckets. Grace, my niece was with us. We had a fun time. Pumpkin Josh pretty much hung out in his stroller eating a sucker almost the whole time. He looked like a very plump, relaxed pumpkin! The other three were running from house to house, complaining about how heavy their bags were getting with candy! Can't say I was too sympathetic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think the tally, at least for the girls, was about 100 pieces of candy, a toy &amp;amp; some McDonalds coupons. Sorry Jenn - Grace is bringing all hers home!! :-) They will have fun choosing candy for a couple of days, then it'll go in the cupboard for "sugar" days, I'll freeze some of the chocolate for later &amp;amp; eventually the candy will just "disappear" - just like last year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I definitely got my exercise today - between raking &amp;amp; walking around our neighborhood. I always feel bad for my neighbors because they don't get a lot of trick-or-treaters so we try to do our part (and for some it's one of the only times I get to talk to my neighbors! Of course, that's how we got so much candy too! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-2035525552984687880?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/2035525552984687880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=2035525552984687880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/2035525552984687880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/2035525552984687880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/10/trick-or-treating-memories.html' title='Trick-or-Treating Memories'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SQu38v9YBTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/fmWwSbsG7f4/s72-c/040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-4565055049860565763</id><published>2008-10-31T16:07:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T16:19:07.099-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall'/><title type='text'>Raking Leaves</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since we live in a townhouse, we don't have to rake our leaves. So, we decided to rake someone else's leaves. Through our church and a county program called Chores &amp;amp; More, we volunteered to rake someone's yard who couldn't do it themselves. With the beautiful weather we decided today was the day to fulfill our raking duties. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had so much fun! We started off our morning picking up the kids' cousin Grace (who is 8 &amp;amp; from Wisconsin) in Woodbury. We get to have her with us until tomorrow while her dad is visiting his parents. We then made our way to the outer limits of Andover and tackled a pretty big yard (and while we all helped as much as we could, Gregg did a lot of the work!). The woman we helped was wheel chair bound but very kind and welcomed us and all our kids. The kids helped rake for a while and made a big pile of leaves to jump in and then enjoyed exploring her large yard. After lunch they also got a tour and learned more about what it's like to be in a wheel chair - how she can drive, get in &amp;amp; out of her shower, get downstairs via an automated lift and so forth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We came away having helped someone else and learned a lot in the process too! I didn't take too many pictures, but here are a few...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263429829286236866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SQt1ivrNEsI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/EaxyQb-LvAM/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263429839699929346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SQt1jWeBaQI/AAAAAAAAAKE/2qFp2RNwj6U/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263429852588316146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SQt1kGe2lfI/AAAAAAAAAKM/-BuxMj4M4lQ/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-4565055049860565763?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/4565055049860565763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=4565055049860565763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/4565055049860565763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/4565055049860565763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/10/raking-leaves.html' title='Raking Leaves'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SQt1ivrNEsI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/EaxyQb-LvAM/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-4002102467360555503</id><published>2008-10-25T21:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T21:51:56.499-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal thoughts'/><title type='text'>Bad Haircut</title><content type='html'>Ever get your haircut and regret it? I must say, the haircut I got yesterday fits that category. Over the last few months I've been letting my hair be a little longer than usual, even though I've gotten it cut several times. Finally it got to be too much and I felt I HAD to get it cut shorter (but not super short). However, the woman who cut my hair totally chopped my hair waaaaay shorter than I like. She asked me how I liked my bangs. I said not too short. Well, if this is not too short, I'd hate to see what short is! I'm kinda bummed because I don't like it at all and there's not much to do but wait and let it grow. Thankfully I have a feeling in about 2 weeks it actually will be okay and then I can go somewhere else for my next haircut!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-4002102467360555503?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/4002102467360555503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=4002102467360555503' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/4002102467360555503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/4002102467360555503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/10/bad-haircut.html' title='Bad Haircut'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-5937997174625848539</id><published>2008-10-25T12:04:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T21:47:15.215-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschool'/><title type='text'>Visit to Kelley Farm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SQNTko1feeI/AAAAAAAAAJk/QDam1vNugzs/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261140678601046498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SQNTko1feeI/AAAAAAAAAJk/QDam1vNugzs/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday I took Alyssa, Matt &amp;amp; Josh to the Oliver H. Kelley Farm with our homeschool co-op group. It's a historical site run as it was run 150 years ago. I'd never been there before and it was really neat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My kids were a bit&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SQNTk83AIDI/AAAAAAAAAJs/29wkWh9G288/s1600-h/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261140683976089650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SQNTk83AIDI/AAAAAAAAAJs/29wkWh9G288/s320/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; young but we were part of a tour so we just followed along and participated when we could. When you go for a tour you go to different parts of the farm, meet with a farmer &amp;amp; help do some of the chores that were done 150 years ago. So, the kids got to thresh wheat, help make gingerbread in the house, help pick lima beans in the garden &amp;amp; help chop stalks of corn for the pigs &amp;amp; cows and then we got to visit all the animals. The best part is that if we come back again next summer, we'll get to do something else. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SQNTlMyiNCI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/LV6aYvpiISM/s1600-h/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261140688252318754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SQNTlMyiNCI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/LV6aYvpiISM/s320/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm glad we went even if I had to be on my toes to keep the kids from touching the hot wood stove when we were inside the house and Alyssa was very nervous at first - unsure about the pigs &amp;amp; roosters roaming freely, just unsure of everything because it was new. By the end of our time there though, she decided she wanted us to have pigs &amp;amp; sheep at OUR house and seemed much more at ease. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-5937997174625848539?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/5937997174625848539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=5937997174625848539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/5937997174625848539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/5937997174625848539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/10/visit-to-kelly-farm.html' title='Visit to Kelley Farm'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SQNTko1feeI/AAAAAAAAAJk/QDam1vNugzs/s72-c/009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-8100697238638744185</id><published>2008-10-23T22:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T22:02:27.758-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Go Vikings!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SQE6uD76c2I/AAAAAAAAAJc/aBFHCxEakOg/s1600-h/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260550402750444386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SQE6uD76c2I/AAAAAAAAAJc/aBFHCxEakOg/s320/026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Couldn't resist adding this picture (and yes I do have a Vikings sweatshirt but someone had to take the picture!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-8100697238638744185?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/8100697238638744185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=8100697238638744185' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/8100697238638744185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/8100697238638744185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/10/go-vikings.html' title='Go Vikings!'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SQE6uD76c2I/AAAAAAAAAJc/aBFHCxEakOg/s72-c/026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-7533686006913295814</id><published>2008-10-20T08:36:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T15:17:58.576-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gregg'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary...to us!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SPznKCB--QI/AAAAAAAAAJU/OFxRhmAmW7U/s1600-h/Gregg%26KristieWedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259332624391796994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SPznKCB--QI/AAAAAAAAAJU/OFxRhmAmW7U/s320/Gregg%26KristieWedding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is Gregg &amp;amp; my 7th wedding anniversary. Seems like just yesterday and seems like a lifetime ago. I remember on my wedding day feeling like a princess and Gregg was my prince. It was such an amazing day - probably the most precious day of my life thus far (even trumps the birth of my kids...by just a little). Little did I know all that would unfold in the next 7 years! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Much has changed since we got married; We've got a mini-van instead of a beat-up, oil burning, seen better days pick-up truck. We have a computer that was made in the 21st century. I'm a stay-at-home, homescho&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SPzkeJppw0I/AAAAAAAAAI8/L7dSjBhk3UM/s1600-h/Wedding-Princess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259329671499727682" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SPzkeJppw0I/AAAAAAAAAI8/L7dSjBhk3UM/s320/Wedding-Princess.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oling mom instead of working downtown and Gregg is working 2nd shift instead of 1st shift. We've changed churches. Gregg's dad &amp;amp; my grandpa passed away during the past 7 years. 9/11 had just happened so our economic &amp;amp; world climate is different. Of course, the biggest change are the 3 beautiful, funny, high-energy kids we have been blessed to have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But much hasn't changed. We still live in our 2 bedroom townhouse (that is almost paid for!!), we still love watching football together on Sunday afternoons, we still love God... &amp;amp; I am still married to the sweetest man I ever met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've had our ups and downs over the past 7 years but time has only deepened my love for him. While we don't always have time these days to do all the fun, crazy things we did when we were dating, he is still my guy and my rock. He grounds me when my emotions want to go out of control. He has been there with me through 3 pregnancies, 3 births (that I would not have made it through if it weren't for him!), 3 infants &amp;amp; now 3 little ones. He is so wise when it comes to spending money and making decisions and I am so thankful for that! God knew I needed someone who was easy-going and laid back to balance out my more type-A, emotional personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SPzm8sQQhpI/AAAAAAAAAJM/zPqT9EfT320/s1600-h/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259332395207788178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SPzm8sQQhpI/AAAAAAAAAJM/zPqT9EfT320/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks God for Gregg and for 7 years of marriage! I pray for many more years of Sunday afternoon football, love and laughter together!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-7533686006913295814?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/7533686006913295814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=7533686006913295814' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/7533686006913295814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/7533686006913295814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-anniversaryto-me.html' title='Happy Anniversary...to us!'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SPznKCB--QI/AAAAAAAAAJU/OFxRhmAmW7U/s72-c/Gregg%26KristieWedding.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-3706307470221476270</id><published>2008-10-15T20:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T20:42:51.923-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschool'/><title type='text'>Thoughts from a homeschooling mom</title><content type='html'>Well, we've been homeschooling for almost 2 months now. How's it going? If you've read previous entries you've known that we've had our share of challenges as we've started out on our homeschool journey. While we still get the occasional resistance I have to say that things are going really pretty well right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alyssa has fallen into a routine and she knows what we always do when we start school time. She seems to be doing better about trying out and enjoying the crafts, experiments, books &amp;amp; so forth that we use to explore whatever unit we are talking about. We've fallen in a routine and for her, it's what she's needed. Like I said, occasionally I have to encourage her and she is still struggling with telling me back a story after we read it but we're working on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I think we really enjoy homeschooling. Alyssa does ask about going to school like many of her friends &amp;amp; her cousins and wanting to try it out someday. She really enjoys when we go to co-op but that's only twice a month. I think I shocked and made her day when I looked back at her in the car yesterday and said, "Alyssa, I want you to go to school someday, I hope that you do - just not right now." She had this huge grin on her face &amp;amp; she said something like, well, maybe after 5th grade I can go to school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her the truth. Right now, we want to keep her home with us longer. I want to be her teacher, and we want to teach her more than math &amp;amp; reading but about character, having her siblings be her good friends &amp;amp; playmates (as well as other children) and teach her a solid foundation about what we believe about God, encouraging her to develop &amp;amp; grow in  her relationship with Jesus. We don't want to exactly protect her from the bad parts of the world but prepare her to be able to do what is right and to know and be able to stand up for what she believes in before being confronted by it. Yes, we can do those things while she also goes to school elsewhere, but this is how we've chosen to do it - and honestly, I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We take this one year at a time, both in the curriculum we choose &amp;amp; in where she goes to school. As long as Gregg works 2nd shift, the choice seems pretty clear cut for us (having Alyssa only see Gregg on the weekends isn't an option). Right now, it's at home and we will continue to pray about it and follow God's lead. And she was accepting of that. Matt put in his two cents and said that when Alyssa went to school, he would stay home and do school with mom. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here are some of my 2 month-in ponderings about homeschooling:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Is it okay to teach school wearing your pajamas &amp;amp; looking like the bride of frankenstein because your hair is all over the place (I seem to do that several days a week)?&lt;br /&gt;-I am so glad Gregg is here during the day - we would definitely be doing this differently and be on a different schedule if it weren't for him taking care of Josh and sometimes Matt while we do school! (I think God knew I needed him around during these first &amp;amp; early years to keep my sanity!!!)&lt;br /&gt;-How much chocolate is too much chocolate to eat in one day (not sure what that has to do with homeschooling, but I'm definitely learning that this fall!)&lt;br /&gt;-If you leave water on the table while homeschooling, it will be spilled on your project!&lt;br /&gt;-My kids regularly tell me that it's a "gibbous moon" out today! Kinda fun to learn along with the kids about stuff I'm not sure I ever learned in school.&lt;br /&gt;-Sometimes I do feel like I'm with my kids ALL of the time! (fortunately I am getting out more and am pondering joining BSF in November for a morning out &amp;amp; a way to grow with God...)&lt;br /&gt;-Am I teaching everything Alyssa needs to know for kindergarten?? (every homeschooler's thoughts I think)&lt;br /&gt;-We are really enjoying reading together - we've come across just some fun books this fall&lt;br /&gt;-What is the balance of being the encouraging mom &amp;amp; being the teacher that has to ocassionally correct her? I have really discovered how both Alyssa &amp;amp; I are such perfectionists and I'm having to be careful not to discourage her in the process of correcting &amp;amp; teaching her. For a while when we were working on handwriting, I would correct her &amp;amp; she would start saying things like "I'm no good, I can't do it..." and I realized that she was being hard on herself, wanting to be perfect. I really backed off because honestly, she writes great for her age - I just was showing her how to do it "perfectly." :-) It's a balance I'm still working on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-3706307470221476270?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/3706307470221476270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=3706307470221476270' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/3706307470221476270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/3706307470221476270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/10/thoughts-from-homeschooling-mom.html' title='Thoughts from a homeschooling mom'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-7675544864038051494</id><published>2008-10-12T12:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T12:10:52.677-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alyssa'/><title type='text'>School Days</title><content type='html'>Here are a few pictures of school taken over the past week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week we have been studying apples so one day we bought one of each type of apple we could find and tested them out. Then we made apple sauce &amp;amp; apple pie. Now I know why I didn't like apples growing up - red delicious apples (the type we had growing up) have no taste! What were Alyssa's favorites? Braeburn, Honeycrisp, &amp;amp; Golden Delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256315009067722402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SPIups8JJqI/AAAAAAAAAH0/zSF6UDLIAdY/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Saturday was such a nice day we did school outside. Yes, normally we don't do school on Saturdays but because of MOPS we missed enough school days that I felt we needed to do a little something yesterday. Alyssa enjoyed finishing up her handwriting workbook sitting outside.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256315009513024738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SPIupumT7OI/AAAAAAAAAH8/8NwhjTO-F6E/s320/023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-7675544864038051494?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/7675544864038051494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=7675544864038051494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/7675544864038051494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/7675544864038051494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/10/school-days.html' title='School Days'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SPIups8JJqI/AAAAAAAAAH0/zSF6UDLIAdY/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-7740318123032495254</id><published>2008-10-11T09:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T09:44:45.951-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Josh'/><title type='text'>Joshua's favorite word</title><content type='html'>Joshua is just about to turn 18 months old and so far he doesn't really have too many words we can understand. He does however have a favorite word - "whoa!" He says it a lot and it is so cute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-7740318123032495254?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/7740318123032495254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=7740318123032495254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/7740318123032495254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/7740318123032495254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/10/joshuas-favorite-word.html' title='Joshua&apos;s favorite word'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-202464186589798471</id><published>2008-10-09T19:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T19:57:37.989-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall'/><title type='text'>Geese Pond</title><content type='html'>Today, we made our second trek to the Geese Pond as we like to call it. It's really a pond not far from our library where geese and ducks congregate - especially at this time of year. We bring our old bread crusts (some which have been in the deep freezer for over a year just for this purpose) and have fun feeding the geese &amp;amp; ducks. We sit on top of a picnic table and fling bread to our heart's delight. This time Josh got involved and actually threw bread as well although I had to watch which pieces of bread I gave him as he also tended to sample some of it too! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We still have more bread in our freezer (I don't think we made it to the geese pond much last year since Josh was so small) so hopefully we can made one more trip this fall before it gets too cold!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-202464186589798471?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/202464186589798471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=202464186589798471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/202464186589798471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/202464186589798471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/10/geese-pond.html' title='Geese Pond'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-7008597914807728484</id><published>2008-10-06T21:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T22:33:51.464-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trips'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal thoughts'/><title type='text'>Texas Revisited</title><content type='html'>I'm back from MOPS Convention in Grapevine Texas (basically Dallas)! It was a lot of fun, had great speakers &amp;amp; music and I am really glad I went. Here's just a few highlights and of course a couple of pictures from the trip.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254245873859088354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SOrUyLnuz-I/AAAAAAAAAHM/xisS31Umfjc/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went on the trip with my co-coordinator, Cara Bothun. It was a great time to get to know each other and dream about MOPS. We got there no problem but started out a little rocky as we were unable to get supper before the evening session (long lines, unsure where to go, etc...) so we were thankful to have cliff bars &amp;amp; granola bars to eat! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Gaylord Texan is HUGE and beautiful with a river running through it and it's almost as if you are outside (although you're not) as you walk through it. Eventually we found a great restaurant for breakfast and a little coffee shop where we could get sandwiches, muffins, ice cream, huge chocolate chip cookies and so forth. We never had to eat cliff bars again after the first night if we didn't want to!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254245882846482290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SOrUytGfj3I/AAAAAAAAAHc/ZP3zIzgwpEE/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also went out both nights to see a little bit of Grapevine Texas. We ate Texas steak (oh so delicious) on Friday night &amp;amp; tried out a place called Love &amp;amp; War in Texas on Saturday night. The atmosphere was great. There was a country western band that played all kinds of western songs including one of my favorites by Marty Robbins - what's it called dad? You know, "on a hill overlooking El Paso..."? Only problem was what we ordered (BBQ Brisket) was WAY spicy, at least it was true Texas food! :-) The dessert made up for it! :-)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254246552138069346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SOrVZqaCtWI/AAAAAAAAAHk/V2Shq8HD_qs/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254245877703149330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SOrUyZ8OhxI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Vt5127NgAng/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, as for the MOPS convention... we went to 4 main sessions as well as 4 workshops, walked around and saw numerous vendors, bought fun stuff at the MOPS shop, met some other MN MOPS moms &amp;amp; watched improv one night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were 4 general sessions and they were all great! (of course I took no pictures of the general sessions!) They started out as a circus so we got to watch 2 women from Cirq le manze (not sure how to spell it) do acrobatic maneuvers on silks &amp;amp; later a trapeze from up in the air. We got to listen to Jaci Velasqez &amp;amp; her husband, Avalon, Plumb &amp;amp; my favorite, Go Fish. My friend Cara thought it was hilarious that 4500 women were rocking out to music for preschoolers - you can't help but dance along to "Ten Banana Boogie" &amp;amp; "If you're happy &amp;amp; you know it!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Great speakers, Erwin McManus who is the author of &lt;u&gt;Wide Awake&lt;/u&gt; (asked questions such as "if your dreams became reality, would it make a better place? What dreams are waiting on the other side of fear?) as well as Patrick Lencioni who wrote a book called &lt;u&gt;The 3 Big Questions for a Frantic Family&lt;/u&gt; &amp;amp; (asked questions such as What makes our family unique, what is our top short-termed priority? &amp;amp; using those questions to help your family run better). And Elisa Morgan (CEO of MOPS) talked to us about doing what we can by using an acronym all weekend for us to figure out SDWSC - "She did what she could" based on Mary, Martha's sister when she poured oil over Jesus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overall, the conference gave me a better idea of what MOPS is all about - bringing all moms one step closer to Christ. The gist I took away from the conference was to think about what passion God has put inside of me &amp;amp; how to pursue that passion, making the world a better place (basically not to feel like you have to wait until the kids grow up before you can pursue your passions). It's hard to write down exactly what struck me during the conference but it was good and I'm still thinking about it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also went to a workshop on learning my husband's language. :-) It was very reminiscent of a Love &amp;amp; Respect conference Gregg &amp;amp; I went to several years ago but it was such a good reminder and brought into focus ways I can show respect to Gregg &amp;amp; some ways that maybe I haven't done a great job of showing respect. Really glad I went to the workshop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overall it was SO good to get away. I didn't get to do a lot of "relaxing" (most relaxation I did was probably at the airport on the way home) but I find myself coming back refreshed and with a renewed sense of patience &amp;amp; joy with my kids. I really saw this on our plane ride back from Texas. On our way there we sat by this woman with a 6 month old little girl (she was not going to the MOPS convention but was a MOPS mom). My first thought on the way there was, "I don't want to sit with a baby, I'm going to Texas to get away from that!" Fortunately Cara actually sat next to the mom &amp;amp; the baby was an angel. Interestingly enough, on our way home we sat by the SAME MOM and her baby! This time I sat by her and I found myself actually happy to sit by her (okay, yes she was a really good traveller &amp;amp; that helped!). I held the baby at least 3 times and I would've held her more! Definitely a change from the way I was feeling on the way to Dallas! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254249003294089506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SOrXoVrLYSI/AAAAAAAAAHs/kf6jJGq4RUc/s320/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is "Hank" the stuffed longhorn at the resort. One last comment. We wore home t-shirts that said "My Husband Rocks" - to show our husbands we loved them, of course! In the airport, the lady at the security station asked Cara (in her Texas accent), "Are your husbands in a rock band?" Ummm, no...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-7008597914807728484?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/7008597914807728484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=7008597914807728484' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/7008597914807728484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/7008597914807728484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/10/return-from.html' title='Texas Revisited'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SOrUyLnuz-I/AAAAAAAAAHM/xisS31Umfjc/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-2128493691937960964</id><published>2008-10-01T20:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T20:40:19.362-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>I'm going to take a little trip!!</title><content type='html'>I'm off to Dallas, TX for a MOPS Convention this weekend. Yeah!!! I feel bad that Matt is over-tired and will probably have a not so good day tomorrow BUT I am going to Texas! :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-2128493691937960964?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/2128493691937960964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=2128493691937960964' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/2128493691937960964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/2128493691937960964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-going-to-take-little-trip.html' title='I&apos;m going to take a little trip!!'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-4669409943180798053</id><published>2008-09-29T18:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T18:21:13.541-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Loony Tunes</title><content type='html'>My kids have never watched Elmer Fudd or Wiley Coyote... until Matthew borrowed a Loony Tunes video from the library last week. They have thoroughly enjoyed it! It's been unexpected - I guess I've forgotten how much I loved them as a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight after supper Alyssa &amp;amp; Matthew were sitting at the table reminding each other about different stories on the video, "Do you remember when rabbit said...?" and then just cracking each other up remembering. Made me smile to listen to them. Way fun to see them having fun with each other.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-4669409943180798053?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/4669409943180798053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=4669409943180798053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/4669409943180798053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/4669409943180798053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/09/loony-tunes.html' title='Loony Tunes'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-2117443082535873514</id><published>2008-09-28T19:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T19:41:11.941-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal thoughts'/><title type='text'>Heavy Heart</title><content type='html'>This morning my heart was really heavy for my sister Jenn &amp;amp; her family. They have been having more issues with their son Caleb as well as recently finding out Joel's father was diagnosed with cancer. This morning I found myself really questioning God. I know he is a healing God, why doesn't he heal or even just regulate Caleb's seizures, etc... Why add cancer for Caleb's Grandpa, who is a huge source of help &amp;amp; encouragement for them into the mix? How does this glorify God? On the way to church I was looking out the window thinking how I can somewhat understand how some people who don't know God would choose not to believe (I was feeling pretty low).&lt;br /&gt;We got to church (we're attending a new church, Constance Free in Andover) and went in to worship. During the first song, I just started crying (and I it's been a while since that has happened). I think it was a song about the goodness of God or something (I can't even remember what the song was). During the second song I went from crying to bawling as God touched my heart and gave me reassurances that he is in the midst of all of this &amp;amp; that he would sustain my sister &amp;amp; her husband. The song was Everlasting god by Chris Tomlin. I know I've heard the song many times, but the lines "strength will rise as we wait upon the Lord" just struck me today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the lyrics (they get repeated a lot):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Strength will rise as we wait upon the Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We will wait upon the Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We will wait upon the Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Our God, You reign forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Our hope, our Strong Deliverer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You are the everlasting God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The everlasting God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You do not faint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You won't grow weary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You're the defender of the weak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You comfort those in need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You lift us up on wings like eagles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My prayer tonight is that Jenn &amp;amp; Joel, Jerry &amp;amp; Maryann will feel God's presence and the comfort that He brings!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-2117443082535873514?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/2117443082535873514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=2117443082535873514' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/2117443082535873514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/2117443082535873514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/09/heavy-heart.html' title='Heavy Heart'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-6751270500073717947</id><published>2008-09-27T18:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T18:26:32.235-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='matthew'/><title type='text'>Matt</title><content type='html'>Matt is beginning to want to do whatever his dad does. Almost every day lately he'll ask Gregg, "Any sports on today?" He likes to watch the Vikings with Gregg (although he doesn't last very long and he's on to playing with his sister) and loves it when Gregg plays outside with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight Matt was playing with his brother. He tackled him and his comment was "tackle on the play!" It made me smile!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-6751270500073717947?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/6751270500073717947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=6751270500073717947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/6751270500073717947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/6751270500073717947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/09/matt.html' title='Matt'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-4383755660871799164</id><published>2008-09-24T11:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T11:47:24.623-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alyssa'/><title type='text'>Alyssa's comment today</title><content type='html'>Alyssa &amp;amp; I were talking about her upcoming 6 year wellness check at the clinic &amp;amp; how happy she was not to have to get any shots this year. Alyssa was surprised to learn that I had shots when I was little just like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her comment: "Did they have doctors in the old days?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-4383755660871799164?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/4383755660871799164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=4383755660871799164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/4383755660871799164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/4383755660871799164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/09/alyssas-comment-today.html' title='Alyssa&apos;s comment today'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-1415587829588832369</id><published>2008-09-22T14:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T14:39:54.262-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alyssa'/><title type='text'>Alyssa's Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>Sunday we had 7 kids over to celebrate Alyssa's 6th birthday. Her birthday is actually on Thursday but we ended up with a beautiful day to celebrate yesterday! We had a horse theme so we played pin the tail on the horse &amp;amp; painted a horse stained glass picture. Here are some pictures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248932126922216194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SNfz9ZtVkwI/AAAAAAAAAG0/sHZBN3ewFrU/s320/024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248932137166863490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SNfz9_32fII/AAAAAAAAAG8/no4Bqsr0Dpw/s320/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248932143192681298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SNfz-WUhK1I/AAAAAAAAAHE/GNtfh4jpiXA/s320/025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-1415587829588832369?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/1415587829588832369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=1415587829588832369' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/1415587829588832369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/1415587829588832369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/09/alyssas-birthday-party.html' title='Alyssa&apos;s Birthday Party'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SNfz9ZtVkwI/AAAAAAAAAG0/sHZBN3ewFrU/s72-c/024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-2929356181333898279</id><published>2008-09-18T08:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T14:29:45.173-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parkersburg'/><title type='text'>Aplington-Parkersburg Falcons rise again!</title><content type='html'>As many of you know my hometown was hit by an F-5 tornado last May. ESPN did a piece on the rebuilding of the football field. Parkersburg has a wonderful head coach of its football team who has been there for many years and while the kids can't go to school in Parkersburg this year they did go ahead and fix up the football field so they could play there this year to help give the town hope that they will recover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the link if you're interested in watching (its 11 minutes long but was well done). &lt;a href="http://sports.espn.go.com/broadband/video/videopage?categoryId=null&amp;amp;brand=null&amp;amp;videoId=3591008&amp;amp;n8pe6c=2"&gt;http://sports.espn.go.com/broadband/video/videopage?categoryId=null&amp;amp;brand=null&amp;amp;videoId=3591008&amp;amp;n8pe6c=2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-2929356181333898279?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/2929356181333898279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=2929356181333898279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/2929356181333898279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/2929356181333898279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/09/parkersburg-falcons-rise-again.html' title='Aplington-Parkersburg Falcons rise again!'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-3917862937186439897</id><published>2008-09-17T15:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T15:42:12.541-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alyssa'/><title type='text'>Homeschooling Alyssa</title><content type='html'>As I've mentioned before, homeschooling Alyssa has had its ups and downs. Yesterday we were finishing up our unit on the sun and after I listed off all the things we had done to learn about the sun, I asked Alyssa what her favorite part was. She looked at me and said, "My favorite part is doing it all with you mom." Yep, melted my heart. She can be such a sweetie when she wants to be!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-3917862937186439897?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/3917862937186439897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=3917862937186439897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/3917862937186439897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/3917862937186439897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/09/homeschooling-alyssa.html' title='Homeschooling Alyssa'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-6011841091420847519</id><published>2008-09-17T15:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T15:39:55.003-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='matthew'/><title type='text'>Sailing with Matthew</title><content type='html'>Today Matthew has been sailing his "ship." He took a toy bin and turned it into his row boat. He's using a couple of rulers for rows and "rows" around the living room with the Little People carousel in his boat (not sure why but it's been there all day long &amp;amp; he pushes buttons and it plays its music every once in a while). It's so fun to see his creativity come out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon he asked if I would play boat with him. Many times I feel too busy to stop and play but today I did. We went in his room and Alyssa &amp;amp; I used his bed for our boat &amp;amp; he had his boat out in the ocean. Eventually we all moved up onto his bed and we rowed, slept &amp;amp; saved Matthew and his Gecko, "Chip", over and over. Eventually he sat on the bed and regailed us with where we were and what was going on. We seemed to go to "Whale Ship-it" a lot, we swam with the sea turtles &amp;amp; the sharks, the jelly fish &amp;amp; the crabs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have the patience to play pretend all day long but it is so fun to take the time occasionally to just sit and play and giggle with them. Sometimes I just look at Matthew and think how these days are so fleeting and that he won't always want me to just sit and play pretend with him (or lay with him while he falls asleep, etc...). It gives me the motivation to make sure I live in the moment, stop the "important" stuff I'm doing and hang out with them now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-6011841091420847519?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/6011841091420847519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=6011841091420847519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/6011841091420847519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/6011841091420847519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/09/sailing-with-matthew.html' title='Sailing with Matthew'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-2524187270676159392</id><published>2008-09-13T07:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T07:54:49.015-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alyssa'/><title type='text'>After three weeks</title><content type='html'>Well, we've been homeschooling for 3 weeks now. I really feel like it's been a huge learning curve for us and I guess I wasn't anticipating that it would be. This week found us at the beginning of the week very frustrated with Alyssa's negative attitude towards school, me giving her a piece of my mind &amp;amp; the two of us praying together. Seriously, I was thinking that if her attitude continued we would not be homeschooling for much longer. Something had to give but she was not really giving things a chance. While we prayed together it was like God was whispering words to me as I prayed, helping ME realize how much Alyssa needed to hear some of the things I was praying about - how much I had been looking forward to spending time with her doing school stuff, how sad I was because of her attitude &amp;amp; that I was willing to do something different if homeschooling really wasn't going to be a good fit for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For many reasons, the rest of this week has been really good. Alyssa's attitude improved a ton (I still get resistence every once in a while but NOTHING like on Monday &amp;amp; last week). Part of the change is that I began giving Alyssa a list of what we need to do every day that she could cross off as we did them. I also made sure that the first 4 things we do, we pretty much do every day. And we began studying topics. This week it was the Sun and therefore we read books about the sun, did science experiments having to do with the sun, painted pictures of the sun, we made sun bread and so forth and I think she's really liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other thing that happened this week is that we just happened to be at Messiah Lutheran Church cleaning some toys for MOPS (it's where we go to MOPS). One of the women I know there invited us to stay for the meal they have on Wednesdays and then invited Alyssa to try out the bells class they have for K-2 grades. She LOVED it and ran out the door afterwards saying how she wanted to go back again next week. It's early enough in the evening that I think we're going to do it - eat there every week &amp;amp; have Alyssa do bells while the boys run around with some other friends they know. Music was one area I wasn't sure about and I think this will really help her learn about beat &amp;amp; rhythm. And she loves music...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are ending the week on a much better note than at any time in the last 3 weeks and am hopeful that we've turned a corner. Monday we go to co-op and I'm hopeful that she will enjoy it. She gets to play soccer in her P.E. class and she really likes soccer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-2524187270676159392?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/2524187270676159392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=2524187270676159392' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/2524187270676159392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/2524187270676159392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/09/after-three-weeks.html' title='After three weeks'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-6505338501684359590</id><published>2008-09-12T21:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T14:52:24.684-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>I've been tagged!</title><content type='html'>Thanks to Carolyn for tagging me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ten Years Ago&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was single living outside of Miller, SD at a Christian boarding school called Sunshine Bible Academy. I was a secretary &amp;amp; asst. volleyball coach there. It's an absolutely amazing place that was going through a very hard time the year I worked there but I really enjoyed getting to know the kids and many of the people who worked there (and still do). I had Chelsey, my faithful friend (&amp;amp; dog).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;To Do List Tomorrow&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Take care of the kids, make breakfast, &amp;amp; keep the kids quiet until Gregg gets up&lt;br /&gt;-Go to the library&lt;br /&gt;-Return movies to Blockbuster&lt;br /&gt;-Get cake stuff for Alyssa's birthday party&lt;br /&gt;-Check out games for Alyssa's birthday party&lt;br /&gt;-Hang out with my hubby for our weekly "date night"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Snack that I enjoy&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything chocolate is always good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Things that I would do if I was a millionaire&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(in no particular order)&lt;br /&gt;-Pay off our debt&lt;br /&gt;-Let Gregg pursue his dream to golf&lt;br /&gt;-Buy a bigger house with a backyard, swingset &amp;amp; enough bedrooms for all of us to sleep on the same level of our house&lt;br /&gt;-Give some away to many different great organizations &amp;amp; ministries&lt;br /&gt;-Help my sister &amp;amp; Gregg's family with expenses/needs&lt;br /&gt;-Go on a date more often with my hubby&lt;br /&gt;-Go to Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;-Go to Israel&lt;br /&gt;-Travel the country in an RV for extended periods of time marvelling in all that God has made&lt;br /&gt;-Go on mission trips as often as God will let me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Places I have lived&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(in mostly order &amp;amp; including places I lived for the summer)&lt;br /&gt;Heidelberg, Germany&lt;br /&gt;Cedar Falls, IA&lt;br /&gt;Williamsburg, IA&lt;br /&gt;Parkersburg, IA&lt;br /&gt;Highland Park, IL&lt;br /&gt;Galesburg, IL&lt;br /&gt;Wilmore, KY&lt;br /&gt;Richland, WA&lt;br /&gt;Karaganda, Kazakhstan&lt;br /&gt;Sibley, IA&lt;br /&gt;Stillman Valley, IL&lt;br /&gt;Miller, SD&lt;br /&gt;St Louis Park, MN&lt;br /&gt;Current Location, MN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't tag anyone but if you want to email me your answers, I'd love to hear them!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-6505338501684359590?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/6505338501684359590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=6505338501684359590' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/6505338501684359590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/6505338501684359590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/09/ive-been-tagged.html' title='I&apos;ve been tagged!'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-31670062115163350</id><published>2008-09-10T20:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T20:34:12.449-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschool'/><title type='text'>Sun Bread</title><content type='html'>Today we read a book about Sun Bread and then tried our hand at making Sun Bread. Now, I have never made a loaf of bread from scratch in my life so I knew this process might have some glitches but we really had fun.  The pictures speak for themselves...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244569913939637922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SMh0jMAStqI/AAAAAAAAAGU/CRoHTOuy3XU/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244570250113652786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SMh02wWbGDI/AAAAAAAAAGc/7n-GiMANXdM/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244570255700631490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SMh03FKdn8I/AAAAAAAAAGk/zdgpqXqq3WE/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244570260618387586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SMh03Xe8oII/AAAAAAAAAGs/LJfEHtgvyZU/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Yep, I burned it! :-)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We had cinnamon bread(from the store) instead...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-31670062115163350?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/31670062115163350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=31670062115163350' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/31670062115163350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/31670062115163350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/09/sun-bread.html' title='Sun Bread'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SMh0jMAStqI/AAAAAAAAAGU/CRoHTOuy3XU/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-1005469671247697482</id><published>2008-09-07T21:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T21:24:50.683-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>The Quiet Game</title><content type='html'>Remember the Quiet Game? We have started to play it with the kids and I have been amazed how much they LIKE it! In the game everyone tries not to speak or laugh and see who can go the longest. We have been playing it at mealtimes &amp;amp; for a few minutes it is so peaceful! Josh doesn't know what to think. He smiles, makes a few noises since no one else is saying anything but stays pretty quiet too usually. Aaah! We have found a game we ALL like to play! :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-1005469671247697482?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/1005469671247697482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=1005469671247697482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/1005469671247697482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/1005469671247697482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/09/quiet-game.html' title='The Quiet Game'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-5402766263927242067</id><published>2008-09-03T21:46:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T21:59:37.115-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>Brainerd weekend</title><content type='html'>Here are some highlights of our weekend in Brainerd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gregg helped his mom out with several projects including mowing her lawn &amp;amp; chopping down part of her crab apple tree. The kids spent much of the weekend trying to "club" crab apples off the tree with Matt's golf clubs. On Monday when Gregg cut off many branches, they were thrilled to have more crab apples than they knew what to do with. We also went to the beach &amp;amp; swam one afternoon (no pictures) as well as went miniature golfing at Pirate's Cove Adventure Golf. We also spent time with many of Gregg's family as well and we ended our weekend trying out a 50s diner &amp;amp; introduced Joshua to grasshopper malts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a bit warmer than I would've liked and I ended up sleeping with Matt both nights (which means I didn't get good nights of sleep because he moves around A LOT) but we had a good time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241993423996462018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SL9NPvA-I8I/AAAAAAAAAFs/rD1_njsk90E/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241993669808694962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SL9NeCvLJrI/AAAAAAAAAF0/aMXF8v5NwfE/s320/025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241993895131217954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SL9NrKIQACI/AAAAAAAAAF8/25ILs0y4q34/s320/024.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241994155254424466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SL9N6TKdI5I/AAAAAAAAAGE/2FsO86BoqAM/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241994391854455810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SL9OIEkTHAI/AAAAAAAAAGM/3yY9WnfHGro/s320/021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-5402766263927242067?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/5402766263927242067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=5402766263927242067' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/5402766263927242067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/5402766263927242067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/09/brainerd-weekend.html' title='Brainerd weekend'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SL9NPvA-I8I/AAAAAAAAAFs/rD1_njsk90E/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-7006106599452130547</id><published>2008-08-29T21:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T22:03:45.928-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschool'/><title type='text'>After the first week</title><content type='html'>Well, one week down. It's been fun, frustrating, interesting &amp;amp; exhausting! We have DEFINITELY decided we like Gregg working 2nd shift better! It doesn't help that he's working 10 hour days so he doesn't get home until after 5pm right now but we are glad it's only for one more week! We miss him being around - especially Alyssa has missed him, which I thought was surpising since she's such a mommy's girl. I have missed the ability to take naps in the morning when I've had a bad night of sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first day of actually sitting down to do school, Alyssa threw a tantrum at one point and I thought, is this what it's going to be like every day? The lesson I learned was that I had left the hardest part of school, the part she had to actually work on &amp;amp; take her time on (handwriting) until last. She was hungry and her attention span was gone. We got it done but since then we have been doing that part first, even before we're ready to do everything else and that has made a HUGE difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, on Wednesday towards the end of our class time, Alyssa exclaimed "I LOVE school!" That was so nice to hear! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt has been doing a lot of "school" with us and I think Alyssa has enjoyed that. Of course, he does some things a bit different (and some things not at all) but he likes being in school with his sister. We've had a lot of fun playing abc games, illustrating each day of creation &amp;amp; Alyssa and I have even been trying to learn sign language for each letter of the alphabet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to a thunder storm Wednesday night (the first one all summer), Alyssa &amp;amp; I were both up that night so between some early &amp;amp; late nights &amp;amp; Gregg working such long hours, I find myself really tired today and very much looking forward to the weekend and hopefully some relaxation as we head up to Brainerd to visit Gregg's family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your prayers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-7006106599452130547?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/7006106599452130547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=7006106599452130547' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/7006106599452130547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/7006106599452130547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/08/after-first-week.html' title='After the first week'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-1154984953303570722</id><published>2008-08-25T20:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T20:23:23.613-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='matthew'/><title type='text'>Matthew</title><content type='html'>This morning Matt knew we were going somewhere but didn't know where. I told Alyssa that she needed to get dressed and Matt decided to go ahead and get himself dressed as well. When he came out he was wearing a bright green, blue &amp;amp; white striped shirt on backwards, cammo shorts on backwards, (later I learned underwear on backwards) and red socks. My first thought was, "am I going to let him go to the zoo wearing that?" My second thought was, "yep, I want to encourage him to get himself dressed." I was able to get his shorts &amp;amp; underwear turned around by the time we left but he wore the rest of the outfit including blue sandals (which really set off the red socks well. :-) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are starting a new way to help the kids remember their chores and one of their morning "chores" is getting dressed. Once they do the task, they can flip their chore card over for the day. Matt has told me that he is going to get himself dressed from now on so he can flip his card. Should be some interesting outfits coming my way in the coming days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-1154984953303570722?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/1154984953303570722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=1154984953303570722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/1154984953303570722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/1154984953303570722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/08/matthew.html' title='Matthew'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-4771028928687382466</id><published>2008-08-25T15:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T15:39:35.687-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='homeschool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>First Day of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, today was our first day of (home) school. I thought I'd start a little early as I am planning to be done by the end of May. So, what did we do for the first day of school? Went on a field trip, of course! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I debated about going to the State Fair but in the end decided to go to Como Zoo instead - much cheaper (esp. thanks to the pass from the library) &amp;amp; less stressful, especially when I had to take the kids by myself (Gregg is working 1st shift the next 2 weeks, great timing!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some pictures of Alyssa's first day of Kindergarten...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First picture&lt;/strong&gt; is us on the train ride (not sure what Matt is doing but I should've expected as much!) &lt;strong&gt;2nd picture&lt;/strong&gt; - Alyssa on the frog jumper (her favorite ride now), she's 2nd from the left. &lt;strong&gt;3rd picture&lt;/strong&gt; - Matt &amp;amp; I hiding in the dinosaur skeleton at the ComoTown playland. &lt;strong&gt;4th picture&lt;/strong&gt; - the kids eating cotton candy for the first time. They've wanted to try it for a long time and today was the day. I haven't had it in a looong time and after trying it today, I know why! (don't worry, Josh &amp;amp; I sampled some mini donuts!). &lt;strong&gt;5th picture&lt;/strong&gt; - Alyssa took pictures of the flamingos, they even had a baby flamingo, which was gray...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238554054038865618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SLMVKDerRtI/AAAAAAAAAFE/uR7TZEuiocc/s320/014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238554652150587986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SLMVs3nn4lI/AAAAAAAAAFU/R2IJ19jvV5g/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238555500047252194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SLMWeOR8OuI/AAAAAAAAAFc/-3M9cMfYqwE/s320/Matt%26Mom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238554283972501730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SLMVXcDIIOI/AAAAAAAAAFM/tbEbCgh22-s/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238557529871887698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SLMYUX92LVI/AAAAAAAAAFk/J2wHZw3-3mk/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-4771028928687382466?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/4771028928687382466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=4771028928687382466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/4771028928687382466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/4771028928687382466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-day-of-school.html' title='First Day of School'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SLMVKDerRtI/AAAAAAAAAFE/uR7TZEuiocc/s72-c/014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-7627147333575154408</id><published>2008-08-22T19:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T20:22:23.495-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Josh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>He's off and running...almost</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SK9l8joBsII/AAAAAAAAAE8/k7mQmBv1PO4/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237516982684856450" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SK9l8joBsII/AAAAAAAAAE8/k7mQmBv1PO4/s320/021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I blogged about a month ago when Joshua took his first steps. Well, he's officially a walker now. Last week when we were at my parent's house he began to take more steps and really take off with his walking and this week there's been no looking back. I find it amazing how quickly once toddlers figure out that they really can walk that they decide they prefer to walk and do it almost all the time. Just 2 weeks ago he was almost exclusively crawling &amp;amp; only walking when we would stand him up and encourage him. Now he's totally walking and enjoying every minute. He is absolutely LOVING the fact he can walk around a room or kick a ball. It's fun to see the absolute happiness on his face as he walks around - especially outside or in a larger setting than our house. It's as if he is amazed at his own ability to walk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-7627147333575154408?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/7627147333575154408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=7627147333575154408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/7627147333575154408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/7627147333575154408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/08/hes-off-and-runningalmost.html' title='He&apos;s off and running...almost'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SK9l8joBsII/AAAAAAAAAE8/k7mQmBv1PO4/s72-c/021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-418713946069146116</id><published>2008-08-20T10:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T10:29:15.697-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal thoughts'/><title type='text'>Sleep, who needs sleep??</title><content type='html'>Has anyone else found themselves not getting enough sleep the last couple of weeks due to the Olympics? I have loved watching the Olympics, but between that, work for MOPS and kids having hard nights of sleep while we were at my parent's house, I have been averaging about 7 hours of sleep a night which for me is not enough. Thankfully I've been able to take some morning naps since Gregg is home but I almost look forward to the end of the Olympics so I can get in bed by 10pm! :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-418713946069146116?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/418713946069146116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=418713946069146116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/418713946069146116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/418713946069146116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/08/sleep-who-needs-sleep.html' title='Sleep, who needs sleep??'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-6626410934016616912</id><published>2008-08-20T10:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T10:27:11.934-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>Busy Times</title><content type='html'>So where have I been? Well, I've been working on stuff for MOPS. We just had our kick-off last night and it went really well. I really enjoy working with my co-coordinator but it's been a lot of work. Both of us being new in this area and with our personalities, we just want everything to be perfect so we're having to learn how to let go of a few things because we are finding we can't "do it all." Such a learning process but I've still really enjoyed it and I've already had to push myself into learning some new things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to see how God works in our group this year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-6626410934016616912?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/6626410934016616912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=6626410934016616912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/6626410934016616912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/6626410934016616912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/08/busy-times.html' title='Busy Times'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-7032933678012702293</id><published>2008-08-10T18:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T20:32:12.720-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal thoughts'/><title type='text'>Finding Joy - and other stuff</title><content type='html'>Well, it's been over a week since I last blogged. I've been staying up way too late either reading, watching the Olympics or working on MOPS stuff so I find myself very tired lately! Side note - I LOVE to watch the Olympics but am finding myself enjoying going to the Olympics website and checking out the results ahead of time. That way I don't feel quite so bummed if I miss seeing something since my kids don't always want to watch it with me &amp;amp; I can not stay up to watch it all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gregg has been away this weekend on the 1st Annual Sherrard Men Only retreat at his brother's cabin. They competed in fishing, bocce ball, cribbage &amp;amp; I'm not sure what else. He told me he won - didn't really surprise me. You've just got to know my husband, he isn't overly competitive but he's good at stuff and usually just does win. Especially if there's a target involved. Sounds like they had fun. I've had the kids by myself before when he's been gone but it's been awhile and now there are three. Made me definitely more appreciative of having him around most of the time! My "energy" drained faster than normal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to update on my quest to find more joy in my day to day life. Well, this weekend was a bit trying but overall I think I've been walking in more joy. I still have much more to learn about how to remain joyful throughout my day but I have tried to be more intentional about praying to God and sometimes deciding not to try to go somewhere extra or do something extra so I don't get stressed out (and therefore lose my joy). A couple of times I was going to take the kids on some errand and it was like God whispered in my ear, "why are you going to do that?" or "can't you do that another day and just stay home?" When I've listened to that voice, I have greatly benefited from it and never regretted it. This past week I had all the kids in the van, Josh was doing his usual protest, Alyssa was whining about something and Matt was crying about something and I took a moment and instead of yelling &amp;amp; telling everyone to be quiet I just decided we could go to the library the next day and I told everyone to just get out. We ended up playing at home and having much more fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I've also had a few times where I didn't listen and we did something or went somewhere that just was too much and we were all miserable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other thing I've been able to do is just focus on the amazingness of my kids. I could go into lots of detail about how amazed I am about my kids but I've just been trying to focus not on what they can do but just who they are. Sometimes while I'm laying with Matthew while he's falling asleep for a nap instead of getting frustrated because he's not falling asleep faster, I'll just look at him and marvel that this little boy is mine, I gave birth to him and God thought I would be a good mom for him. Wow! Believe me I remember giving birth to him but I still marvel at all my kids sometimes in who they are becoming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I keep working on this joy thing and am so thankful to know that God will continue to walk along with me teaching me. I know I still have more to learn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-7032933678012702293?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/7032933678012702293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=7032933678012702293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/7032933678012702293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/7032933678012702293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/08/updates.html' title='Finding Joy - and other stuff'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-1608413638980221509</id><published>2008-08-02T11:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T13:55:30.903-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oops'/><title type='text'>Bells &amp; Whistles</title><content type='html'>This week we traded vans with my parents so we could use their hitch and bring home a piano (I'll have to blog on that another day). So until yesterday I have been running my errands with their van. They bought this van brand new. They've had it for a while now but it has all the bells &amp;amp; whistles - doors that open with a push of a button, climate control, outdoor temperature, tells you what direction you're heading, 5 cd player. I have to admit, it's been kind of fun. A little bit of a pain waiting for the doors to open sometimes and not being familiar with the van there were several times when I was trying to find the wipers, cruise control, etc... while trying to drive of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun... until the last day I had the van. Josh &amp;amp; I were out running errands. The difficulty started when I almost began backing out of a parking space only to realize that Josh's door was still wide open (forgot to push the button I guess). No big deal... Also, throughout the day I realized that while I made sure the doors were closed, sometimes I was forgetting to lock the door too. Oops! Later we were at Target, having a great ol' time shopping. We walked out the door, looked up at the car and my exact words were, "That's NOT my car... is it?" Yep, it was my car with the side door WIDE open - for a half an hour! Seems in my attempt to make sure I LOCKED the car, I forgot to SHUT the side door (guess I can't remember to push 2 buttons). As we were hurrying towards the van I was praying, "Lord, please don't let anything be taken - they can take the Goodwill stuff I was about to drop off but not anything else!" Fortunately, nothing was taken... and the doors were locked (just not closed).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today I am very happy to have my little ol' no frills van back. At least I always shut its doors!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-1608413638980221509?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/1608413638980221509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=1608413638980221509' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/1608413638980221509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/1608413638980221509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/08/bells-whistles.html' title='Bells &amp; Whistles'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-8239658891222466040</id><published>2008-08-02T09:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T11:18:32.645-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='projects'/><title type='text'>latest projects</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SJR4VwQ0xzI/AAAAAAAAAEk/c118mcLGITY/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229937382412044082" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SJR4VwQ0xzI/AAAAAAAAAEk/c118mcLGITY/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;This summer we've been working on several projects around our house - the bathroom, kitchen &amp;amp; landscaping. I've already posted a picture of our bathroom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's the kitchen. Gregg sanded &amp;amp; restained the cabinets in May (BIG job) &amp;amp; painted it light green in June but we just got the new lighting. We like it SO much! The light is much brighter than our old light and makes everything brighter in our kitchen. Plus we no longer have the 70s looking lighting - yea!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SJR4rlEQ9CI/AAAAAAAAAEs/HIiNdexd-pw/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229937757363696674" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SJR4rlEQ9CI/AAAAAAAAAEs/HIiNdexd-pw/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In July we added wegelia (not sure how you spell that) bushes, a rose shrub (I've been wanting one for a LONG time), and a mini hedge arbivitae kind of thing. Thankfully our association paid for some of it. Several years ago we pulled out some nasty, hard to kill shrubs and then we've gone for a while with nothing (well, Gregg planted sweet corn last summer there). It's nice to have something there again. We still have one more shrub we'd like to plant by the steps &amp;amp; maybe another rose shrub but those will have to wait until next year. I love to have a place for landscaping but am also really happy that this is all we have so other than buying some plants to put in pots each spring, it doesn't take much of our time now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SJSDnSj_Z0I/AAAAAAAAAE0/HBBqX2u6tlY/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229949778304919362" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SJSDnSj_Z0I/AAAAAAAAAE0/HBBqX2u6tlY/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Here's another picture of my phlox just starting to bloom this last week. My mom gave me some several years ago and it's really taken off! The shorter, darker purple is some that we bought on clearance this summer. It was blooming back at the 4th of July so it's just about done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-8239658891222466040?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/8239658891222466040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=8239658891222466040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/8239658891222466040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/8239658891222466040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/08/latest-projects.html' title='latest projects'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SJR4VwQ0xzI/AAAAAAAAAEk/c118mcLGITY/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-872245828420427953</id><published>2008-07-31T13:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T14:12:29.189-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>my week</title><content type='html'>Well, my week is quickly drawing to a close. I go pick up Alyssa &amp;amp; Matthew tomorrow morning. How has my week been? Well, busy. Definitely busy. While I did get to go on walks with Josh, sit on the floor and just play with Josh &amp;amp; spend some time digitally scrapbooking I also spent much time organizing, running errands and doing a million other little things that I have been putting off around the house (including cleaning out the frig - I found a bag of "lettuce" hidden behind some things - can you say YUCK!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel much more organized. I know my living room will be a wreck by the end of the day tomorrow but my closets are cleaned out and I know where pretty much everything is. This afternoon I am taking 3 bags of clothes - mostly mine - and a bag of toys (don't tell the kids) to Goodwill. I still have the kids' clothes to go through but that's for another day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another accomplishment, I got Josh's picture taken at Sears this week. Finally! The poor kid is 15 months old and hasn't had a professional picture taken since he was 6 months old. He probably doesn't mind, but I do and so does my mom. So now we'll all be happy. We went to Sears and they did great. Josh got to sit and stand on the floor instead of up on a table and that made it so much more relaxing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, as I sit here, I still have many things to do left on my list. Part of the problem is that I kept adding to the list as the week went on. I'm super tired because I stayed up too late last night and Josh decided 5am was a GREAT time to wake up this morning but I feel good. It's been a good week. I was able to take time to think up creative stuff for MOPS - even amazed myself with the ideas that I came up with this week with a little less interruptions and some time to think (thanks God!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm ready to go get Alyssa &amp;amp; Matthew. I do miss them. It sounds like they have had an absolute amazing week swimming every day, playing with kids their age and of course 2 wonderful grandparents who love them to pieces (although my mom did come down with the stomach flu last night - sorry mom!). I don't know if my kids are going to be ready to come home but fortunately for them they get to go back in a week for another round - this time with their cousins &amp;amp; us too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready for some hugs and kisses!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-872245828420427953?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/872245828420427953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=872245828420427953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/872245828420427953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/872245828420427953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-week.html' title='my week'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-7738165988513533684</id><published>2008-07-30T08:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T08:31:24.278-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Fashion vs. Function</title><content type='html'>Here's the debate we're having in our house right now. I redid the bathroom a couple of weeks ago and found this really cute area rug - just perfect for the room and did I say CUTE? The problem with it is that it doesn't have rubber on it's underside so it slips and slides everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it's cute and goes so nicely, I have been overlooking this issue and just dealing with it. However, my husband, being a guy and more into function vs. fashion doesn't like it. He also doesn't like that it's not as cushy as our old rug. So, we've agreed to figure out a way to put something underneath it so that it won't slide around and try that (because we have small kids and I'd rather that they not take a tumble with the slippery rug I've agreed to this) and I'm still hopeful to have my cute rug in front of the sink. The issue has caused us to discuss fashion vs. function and how it seems women side more on the side of fashion and will put up with the imperfections if it's cute and men side way more on the side of function and don't really care what it looks like if it works (although cute is a bonus).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now the old rug is back and the new rug is over by the shower. Not as cute but more functional. Sigh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-7738165988513533684?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/7738165988513533684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=7738165988513533684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/7738165988513533684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/7738165988513533684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/07/fashion-vs-function.html' title='Fashion vs. Function'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-2406073284459110337</id><published>2008-07-28T20:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T20:17:24.679-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Aaaah! A little peace and quiet!</title><content type='html'>Yes, it has been pretty peaceful at our house today. Why? Because Alyssa &amp;amp; Matthew are at my parent's house for the week. We still have Joshua at home but he's pretty quiet, if not a little lost without his brother and sister around. I have tons of projects this week so don't worry about me not knowing what to do with my time. Currently I am cleaning &amp;amp; rearranging 5 closets, 2 bookshelves &amp;amp; 1 cabinet - all at the same time. It's called massive rearranging, getting ready for homeschooling and just moving all the games to one location, craft stuff to one location, etc... instead of having a little bit of everything everywhere. I love organizing things so it's actually kind of fun! :-) My house probably looks messier at this moment than when Alyssa &amp;amp; Matt are home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Friday I will be ready for some bigs hugs, and a lot of noise but it's a nice respite for a few days. Oh, did I mention that Alyssa had the stomach flu last night (her first night at grandma &amp;amp; grandpa's)? Bummer! I actually had it on Friday night but I had hoped it was just something I ate. I'm praying my mom doesn't get it! My mom was so sweet to Alyssa and took excellent care of her and by this morning she over it and perky as could be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry mom!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-2406073284459110337?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/2406073284459110337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=2406073284459110337' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/2406073284459110337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/2406073284459110337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/07/aaaah-little-peace-and-quiet.html' title='Aaaah! A little peace and quiet!'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-2789169151949894902</id><published>2008-07-24T13:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T13:51:42.871-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Josh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>first steps</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SIjPLWAgreI/AAAAAAAAAEM/9Y_2TfyRRH4/s1600-h/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226655161356692962" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SIjPLWAgreI/AAAAAAAAAEM/9Y_2TfyRRH4/s320/007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He took his first steps today! First with Alyssa and I and then this afternoon with all of us. It'll be awhile before he's walking everywhere but he's on his way!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-2789169151949894902?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/2789169151949894902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=2789169151949894902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/2789169151949894902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/2789169151949894902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/07/first-steps.html' title='first steps'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SIjPLWAgreI/AAAAAAAAAEM/9Y_2TfyRRH4/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-5018147690012675966</id><published>2008-07-24T08:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T08:52:28.831-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alyssa'/><title type='text'>Alyssa the infomercial</title><content type='html'>Lately Alyssa has been watching Qubo. It's a station we didn't have until we got a digital television. It's a kids channel with mostly okay cartoons (they're actually old ones like Lambchop, Babar, Rupert but she likes them because they're all new) but every 15 minutes they have infomercials. Not for kids stuff but for things like the swivel sweeper, pancake puff pan, the cube thing where you vacuum out all the air, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After watching this for a while, I find Alyssa going around doing infomercials to herself. The other day she got out our swivel sweeper and began "demonstrating" it for her audience. I hear her saying things like "$14.99 plus shipping &amp;amp; handling, can you handle shipping and handling?" She talks in shorts sentences and in a certain infomercially voice just like they do on the infomercials and sells things like her pens, dolls and I don't know what else. Now she is saying "you can stack them anywhere, everywhere. even in your purse..." Not sure what she's selling right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure if I find it hillarious or scary... I'm trying to encourage her to watch less Qubo and more TPT Kids (because if I have to watch Lambchop one more time I'm going to scream - so beware tomorrow morning at 6:30am!)...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-5018147690012675966?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/5018147690012675966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=5018147690012675966' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/5018147690012675966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/5018147690012675966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/07/alyssa-infomercial.html' title='Alyssa the infomercial'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-7858776036274986007</id><published>2008-07-24T08:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T09:17:48.669-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal thoughts'/><title type='text'>my mission to love</title><content type='html'>This is what's been going around in my head this morning. Last night I had a conversation with my sister. We are trying to call each other every week to keep up with each other and it's been great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She &amp;amp; her husband are amazing people. Parents of 4 with their oldest son a special needs kid with a rich, deep faith in Christ. I am always amazed at the way they have grown closer in spite of a lot of difficult issues facing them at times. They just celebrated their 12th year of marriage and she's been a huge supporter of me and my family over the years. I was telling my sister that I am sure God is going to use her life &amp;amp; experiences to touch others (if he hasn't already) - it wouldn't surprise me if she either wrote a book or began speaking to others someday about how God has been there for her and her family &amp;amp; to bring hope to others struggling with special needs kids or really, life in general. She wrote a blog for a friend of hers a year or two back and it was powerful (if you ever want to know what a mom of a special needs kid is thinking, you should check it out - maybe I can figure out how to link to it someday).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, what is riling me up this morning is the fact that it's hard to watch them struggle sometimes. As she has told me, she would do anything to help her son find ways to succeed &amp;amp; be part of society. In trying to do that, she has found rejection. I won't go into details, it's not my story to tell, but it is hard to see people who love Christ, be so unloving to each other. Much of it, I'm afraid, stems from fear of the unknown. Knowing my nephew is a special needs kid and having seen him at his worst (and it can be pretty bad), the answer was a resounding, hurtful "no." I get it, but it doesn't make it any easier to hear about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What it makes me realize is do I do that to others with similar issues? I' don't think I've ever been in a position to say no to someone but I'm sure I've judged kids based on the outward behavior I've seen and thought to myself, "I want to steer clear of them." Honestly, in years past, that's been my thoughts with my own nephew at times. Purely not understanding what was going on in his head &amp;amp; why he couldn't just stop behaving that way if he really wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I'm realizing with Caleb is that while yes, he has some issues &amp;amp; can make some choices about his behavior, much of his melt-downs &amp;amp; behavioral issues are not his choice and his parents are doing EVERYTHING they can to find ways to change the behavior. If he could choose, he would choose to behave well and to get along with people. Over the past year God has been giving me a small understanding of what's going on with Caleb which gives me greater compassion and patience for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many kids have I seen act up and it isn't a case of bad parenting but of a neurological imbalance? How many parents in the grocery store, playground, etc... do I need to stop judging and just love and support?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, help me to be more loving to the moms &amp;amp; dads I see around me. Help me to be supportive and understanding instead of critical and rude. And help Caleb find his places to succeed and excel and most of all to know Your love for Him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-7858776036274986007?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/7858776036274986007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=7858776036274986007' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/7858776036274986007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/7858776036274986007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-mission-to-love.html' title='my mission to love'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-279563077863008185</id><published>2008-07-19T20:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T20:51:51.774-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='projects'/><title type='text'>My painting project</title><content type='html'>Normally my husband doesn't let me touch the paintbrushes when it comes to house projects. Usually I take the kids and he takes on the painting but today he let me paint the bathroom. Maybe it's because it's probably the toughest room to paint. Maybe because the last time he let me paint it (back before we were married) I kinda didn't do such a great job - hence no more painting for Kristie - and he wanted me to have another shot. Maybe because he just painted the kitchen. Regardless, today was my day to paint. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During the process I only had to say "if you don't like how I'm doing it, do it yourself" twice. I got a "you did fine" when I was done . He came in at the end and found all the paint drops I left behind - I told him he was in charge of clean-up. Alyssa said that daddy does a better job because when he's done painting he doesn't have paint all over him and when I was finished, I did. Still do. Matthew was my big supporter. He came in twice and told me I was doing a great job. Coulda melted my heart. After everything was put up, Alyssa said she really really liked it and I think even Gregg is thinking it was a good change. And most importantly, I like it - it is more cheery...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's before...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224907015973698946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SIKZP4-O_YI/AAAAAAAAAD8/A6EIs3OGDXo/s320/00000020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And after...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224906483866667586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SIKYw6uCCkI/AAAAAAAAAD0/kAmyEMbIm3I/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224907779837858818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SIKZ8WlpFAI/AAAAAAAAAEE/RPwpMWt1EY4/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-279563077863008185?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/279563077863008185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=279563077863008185' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/279563077863008185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/279563077863008185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-painting-project.html' title='My painting project'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SIKZP4-O_YI/AAAAAAAAAD8/A6EIs3OGDXo/s72-c/00000020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-7627443936288794443</id><published>2008-07-19T20:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T20:32:50.333-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>My Boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Just had to put this cute pic of my boys on...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224902959928488082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SIKVjzBssJI/AAAAAAAAADs/ezXLZCo1yrw/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-7627443936288794443?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/7627443936288794443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=7627443936288794443' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/7627443936288794443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/7627443936288794443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-boys.html' title='My Boys'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SIKVjzBssJI/AAAAAAAAADs/ezXLZCo1yrw/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-2999873627094880044</id><published>2008-07-17T13:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T13:16:53.305-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Josh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>My baby got a buzz cut!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SH-K1AXah9I/AAAAAAAAADc/2qvWoyD-dwY/s1600-h/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224046736008972242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SH-K1AXah9I/AAAAAAAAADc/2qvWoyD-dwY/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He needed a hair cut - I know he did! For the summer he REALLY needed less hair (he's really been struggling with heat rash, especially this week). We've been talking about doing it for weeks and finally today was the day. Gregg cut my baby's hair, not just a little but a couple of inches came off! It was necessary but I really liked his hair the way it was so while it's still cute I'm a little sad today that my baby is growing up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEFORE: This picture was taken yesterday (yes, he's sitting in the dishwasher)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224046902160353250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SH-K-rU_Z-I/AAAAAAAAADk/6BWZO5UJwts/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFTER: This is today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SH-KpgmNloI/AAAAAAAAADU/NfVjnUcgdyY/s1600-h/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224046538502542978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SH-KpgmNloI/AAAAAAAAADU/NfVjnUcgdyY/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-2999873627094880044?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/2999873627094880044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=2999873627094880044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/2999873627094880044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/2999873627094880044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-baby-got-buzz-cut.html' title='My baby got a buzz cut!'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SH-K1AXah9I/AAAAAAAAADc/2qvWoyD-dwY/s72-c/009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-2461683462551214219</id><published>2008-07-14T21:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T22:01:09.242-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal thoughts'/><title type='text'>I said yes?!!</title><content type='html'>I have been involved in MOPS for the last 3 years. This last year I served as a discussion group leader and was planning to do that again next year. Last week I got a call from a fellow MOPS leader who asked if I would consider being a co-leader of our MOPS group this fall (we still didn't have a leader but we have excellent mentors who have been stepping in and helping with the planning so far).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after much prayer, talking to anyone who would listen (I tried calling Jenn but you were out), I said yes today. One of the big "sticking" points so to speak was that steering meetings are usually in the evenings &amp;amp; I was going to need a babysitter in order to attend. I actually found someone willing to come and watch the kids once a month so I can attend those meetings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point I'm just praying that God will help me be what is needed for this position and that I will be an encourager for the rest of steering and for Cara, my co-leader. I'm really hoping that I will look back on this year and that this will be an unexpected blessing, that God will stretch me but that also He will help me be a good mom &amp;amp; homeschool teacher along with a good MOPS Co-coordinator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, this came up the day after I wrote my previous blog about wanting to find joy in my day to day life &amp;amp; really savor my kids. Hmmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-2461683462551214219?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/2461683462551214219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=2461683462551214219' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/2461683462551214219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/2461683462551214219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-said-yes.html' title='I said yes?!!'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-7081789359159599785</id><published>2008-07-13T13:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T14:13:31.793-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff'/><title type='text'>Hide &amp; Seek</title><content type='html'>We seem to be playing hide and seek a lot at our house lately. Not the kind where you look for hiding children but the kind where you look aimlessly for hidden stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, we lost a library CD, the Little Mermaid. We never listened to it, it just...disappeared. Finally, after endless searches &amp;amp; prayers to God asking Him to show me where in the world it was, the 30 day late period went by and we were charged for the CD &amp;amp; processing fee - over $25. I paid it on Monday and you guessed it, on Thursday I found the CD back. Not in some strange, out of the way place, mind you. Actually in a spot you would think I would've looked in at least 10 times in the last month. Really baffling! Thankfully I will get my money back for the CD but not the processing fee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, in the last few weeks we lost the case to a library DVD. Thankfully we had the DVD but I had no idea where the case went. The kids like to play library with our DVDs downstairs so I had a feeling it was down there but even after moving EVERYTHING around down there, I couldn't find it. I asked at the library and the case only cost $2.50 to replace but of course there was a processing fee &amp;amp; I was going to have to pay for stickers so it was going to be probably $15 to replace it. Ugh! On top of the other money I had to pay, I was not looking forward to having to pay MORE money! It's been overdue the last week but I've just kept looking and thank God! yesterday I went downstairs one more time to look around, opened the right drawer and FOUND IT! (Note, there will be no more playing "library" with library dvds!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third and most devastating, at least to my husband, we misplaced our remote for our tv sometime on Friday and couldn't find it ALL DAY yesterday (you know how frustrating that is, you actually have to get up to change the channel). We tipped the couch over countless times, looking in cupboards, in the bookbin, even looked in the garbage but absolutely couldn't find it. I was starting to think we were going to have to buy a new one but I thought I'd go clean Matt's room and see what I could find. Yep, behind the changing table buried in stuffed animals, there it was! We need one of those remotes where you can push a button on the tv &amp;amp; the remote starts beeping. That's the only way we don't lose our phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy to report that at this present time we do not have anything missing that I know of, yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-7081789359159599785?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/7081789359159599785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=7081789359159599785' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/7081789359159599785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/7081789359159599785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/07/hide-seek.html' title='Hide &amp; Seek'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-1819865111043786294</id><published>2008-07-10T21:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T21:49:42.644-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Soccer Highlights</title><content type='html'>Alyssa &amp;amp; Matt have been in soccer this summer. Here are some pics of them. Alyssa actually played a "real" game tonight. Very cute to watch this swarm of kids all following the ball. I taped it so Gregg could watch it. Hopefully he'll be kind to the one taping as I think part of the time I was taping the sky but he'll get the idea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221582046098434242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHbJNK9BKMI/AAAAAAAAADM/QSitMPetuwo/s320/PICT0235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221581781453653074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHbI9xEyRFI/AAAAAAAAADE/gSj3MSA7IbU/s320/PICT0237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt wanted to do soccer after he saw Alyssa's class so we signed him up. He does fine but about half-way through he tends to sit down... a lot. He's 3. Today he said his legs were tired and he didn't do much. I think he does better when Gregg takes him - I think he'll be taking him from now on! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221579815023185106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHbHLTjOjNI/AAAAAAAAAC0/IhO_p9LST7E/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221579987832287282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHbHVXUIMDI/AAAAAAAAAC8/r9XC1oQsv10/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-1819865111043786294?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/1819865111043786294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=1819865111043786294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/1819865111043786294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/1819865111043786294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/07/soccer-highlights.html' title='Soccer Highlights'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHbJNK9BKMI/AAAAAAAAADM/QSitMPetuwo/s72-c/PICT0235.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-2495415463721478416</id><published>2008-07-10T21:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T21:09:36.050-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>I'm in trouble!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHbAkCdm4BI/AAAAAAAAACs/qtewDlPe5PM/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221572543351545874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHbAkCdm4BI/AAAAAAAAACs/qtewDlPe5PM/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Does this picture need an explanation? Nothing is safe anymore! The step stool was already in that position but yes, he did climb up all by himself! Aaaah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-2495415463721478416?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/2495415463721478416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=2495415463721478416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/2495415463721478416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/2495415463721478416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-in-trouble.html' title='I&apos;m in trouble!'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHbAkCdm4BI/AAAAAAAAACs/qtewDlPe5PM/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-4078718693494320341</id><published>2008-07-09T20:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T22:00:43.992-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal thoughts'/><title type='text'>Missing the moments</title><content type='html'>God has been teaching me something recently. I like my life, really. I have a great family, great husband, great kids, great life. Overall I'd say very blessed. However, I've noticed over the past months that I don't seem to have a lot of joy in my day to day, everyday life moments. This spring I realized that I don't laugh as much with my kids as I'd like. I seem to have this perpetual frown on my face as I tell them, once again, to stop doing that to your brother/sister! I don't like that and I want to change but my question has been for a while now, how do I? How do I find joy in the daily routine of little ones &amp;amp; smelly diapers? How do I focus on God and what He's doing in our lives in little ways when life seems to be going by me at warp speed and everyone needs something right at this very moment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have near all the answers but God has started to point out a few things in my life, that are part of the lack of joy &amp;amp; contentment in my life. First, he brought a Beth Moore Bible study on Believing God my way. From that I've started looking up all the verses on joy in my concordance, reading the passage surrounding it and writing down anything that stands out regarding joy &amp;amp; being joyful. Second, I have begun reading a book (given to me by my friend Carolyn) called Balance That Works When Life Doesn't by Susie Larson. I'm only through chapter 2 but it's already given me a nugget of truth I needed to hear that just may be a crucial key to me living more of a joy-filled life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In her book she quotes something God was saying to her at one time. God was saying to her, "You are so focused on your destination that you are only thinking about getting there...take a moment to enjoy it [life]. You're missing so much of the journey because your mind is on the destination."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That so sums up much of my life. I'm a planner. I love to plan - the next hour, day, month, etc... I think all my life I've always looked to the future. Occasionally I've looked back and regretted the past, but mostly always looking to the future. Now, it's a good thing to plan. I'll always be a planner. But God has been showing me that too much thinking about the future doesn't leave me any time to enjoy the present. I want to enjoy the present, the kids who have to come out and talk to me "one more time" before going to bed. The crazy little songs, stories &amp;amp; knock knock jokes. The swim parties, great hugs &amp;amp; times spent snuggled together reading. AND I want to look at my little kiddlings (and my husband for that matter) and just be in AWE of how wonderfully and beautifully made they are instead of how they didn't pick up their toys AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is my prayer. May I live in the moment, sense God in the moment and enjoy my family in the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep you updated on how I'm doing... :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-4078718693494320341?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/4078718693494320341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=4078718693494320341' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/4078718693494320341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/4078718693494320341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/07/missing-moments.html' title='Missing the moments'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-5121199105882129908</id><published>2008-07-09T16:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T16:18:57.918-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alyssa'/><title type='text'>Bitty Baby heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHUqOmkHNSI/AAAAAAAAACE/QgMtAsSngcc/s1600-h/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221125773364507938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHUqOmkHNSI/AAAAAAAAACE/QgMtAsSngcc/s320/038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alyssa got a bitty baby today. She has been saving since spring to buy an American Girl doll and decided to go with a bitty baby since it was cheaper &amp;amp; she decided she wanted another baby doll. I have a bit of a hard time with American Girl dolls because they are soooo expensive but I have to say, Alyssa bought this doll all by herself. She's been saving her allowance &amp;amp; she had 2 lemonade stands during garage sales this summer and earned over $30 - who'd a thunk? So, a bitty baby we have... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will have to say that Alyssa &amp;amp; I have been reading through some of the American Girl doll book series (Kirstin, Josefina &amp;amp; Addy so far) and I really have enjoyed reading the books. They are historical stories about 9 year old girls set in different times &amp;amp; places in America. Alyssa doesn't get everything but she really enjoys having me read them and it's something the 2 of us do together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sure an American girl doll is in Alyssa's future plans - especially with the Mall of America opening a store there in November... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-5121199105882129908?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/5121199105882129908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=5121199105882129908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/5121199105882129908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/5121199105882129908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/07/bitty-baby-heaven.html' title='Bitty Baby heaven'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHUqOmkHNSI/AAAAAAAAACE/QgMtAsSngcc/s72-c/038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-8902001805251102424</id><published>2008-07-09T16:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T16:20:32.431-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Summer Party Fun</title><content type='html'>Last year Alyssa decided she needed to have a summer swim party. Since we have no summer birthdays I decided to let her have one. Well, today was the 2nd annual summer party. Eight little ones 5 &amp;amp; under (including my kids) had a blast swimming, slip &amp;amp; sliding &amp;amp; playing with water balloons - and of course eating cool treats.  Thanks goodness Gregg was there most of the time - he was daddy extraordinaire with the water balloons!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221123849227314178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHUoemmDpAI/AAAAAAAAAB0/r9YCx7zCetc/s320/029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221124114509239458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHUouC2MlKI/AAAAAAAAAB8/N5lMMe98OmI/s320/027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-8902001805251102424?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/8902001805251102424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=8902001805251102424' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/8902001805251102424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/8902001805251102424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/07/summer-party-fun.html' title='Summer Party Fun'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHUoemmDpAI/AAAAAAAAAB0/r9YCx7zCetc/s72-c/029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-7530298941457896321</id><published>2008-07-07T07:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T08:02:56.535-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Another Trip</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we went to Brainerd to visit Gregg's family. His sister from Nebraska and her family were there. It was good to see everyone, Gregg got to play boche ball and I had several good conversations. Kinda hot but it's July, what do you expect? Alyssa &amp;amp; Matthew got to play with their cousins who used to live down the street from us (Sarah, Heather, Mary &amp;amp; Nathan) and they had such a good time with them! We didn't get home until 10pm and I think today is going to be a "recovery" day for all of us. In other words, naps for all - especially me! :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-7530298941457896321?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/7530298941457896321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=7530298941457896321' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/7530298941457896321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/7530298941457896321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/07/another-trip.html' title='Another Trip'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-9123378019117649085</id><published>2008-07-05T15:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T15:39:32.679-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='personal thoughts'/><title type='text'>Movie Rip-off?</title><content type='html'>Today, Alyssa and I went on a date and saw the Kit Kittridge movie. Very cute - we had a good time. Of course we had to get popcorn and you can say I ate my share (20 minutes into the movie we had to get a refill! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one thing I didn't appreciate was spending $3.65 for a bottle of water. A bottle of water which at my house costs less than 50 cents and would be colder. Ugh! That was hard to do but what choice did we have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a rule follower. If there's a rule, I feel it's my duty to follow it. Well, I have found a rule I will not follow in the future. Like I told my husband, if they only charged a little more than normal, like $2 I would probably still buy it but $3.65?? I will NOT buy that again! (of course, this is the first movie I've seen in well over 6 months so the movie theatres are probably not too scared of my proclamation).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-9123378019117649085?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/9123378019117649085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=9123378019117649085' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/9123378019117649085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/9123378019117649085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/07/movie-rip-off.html' title='Movie Rip-off?'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-7180439830220945511</id><published>2008-07-04T10:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T10:34:31.112-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>My Grandpa's Funeral</title><content type='html'>We're back from Iowa and my grandpa's funeral. It was sad and wonderful all at the same time. I have 7 cousins and I can't tell you the last time (or really if ever) we have all been together but this week, everyone came for my grandpa's funeral. It was really nice. I'll try to post a picture later - my uncle took a lot of pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was overwhelmed by all the food that was given to my grandma for all of us to eat. Definitely a small-town thing but also a great tribute to how much my grandparents helped others and how much they were loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandpa served in the navy from 1943-45, much of the time in Hawaii after Pearl Harbor so there was also a gun salute, my grandma was given his flag &amp;amp; they played taps. Honestly, that and watching my grandma say goodbye at the graveside service, were probably the hardest parts for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a good note, all 5 of us slept in one room at a hotel (2 double beds &amp;amp; a pack 'n play) for 2 nights and we did it! Both Gregg &amp;amp; I found out what bedhogs our children are and of course, we were happy to be back in our home beds last night but I was truly amazed at how well everyone did...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-7180439830220945511?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/7180439830220945511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=7180439830220945511' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/7180439830220945511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/7180439830220945511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-grandpas-funeral.html' title='My Grandpa&apos;s Funeral'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-7832745045696256571</id><published>2008-06-29T16:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T17:04:31.027-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>My Grandpa Died Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217426336373186850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SGgFnB1KoSI/AAAAAAAAABs/I3LP0OUDeB0/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My Grandpa (my mom's dad) died this afternoon. We knew he was not doing well and he was 89 but waking up this morning I had no idea it would be today. My Grandma, uncle &amp;amp; cousin were all with him and my mom (who is in Vancouver on her way back from an Alaskan vacation they had planned for a year) was able to talk with him on the phone before he died this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember my Grandpa from my growing up days - fishing, camping, farming. I have great memories of spending time with him and my grandma on their farm. He square danced and even drove Winnebagos across America once he retired. Best of all, Grandpa &amp;amp; I almost shared birthdays. His was on March 25 &amp;amp; mine March 28. Growing up we celebrated our birthdays together. There were many years we didn't but in the last few years, we had been celebrating birthdays again. This picture was taken in March.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thankfully I know I'll get to celebrate birthdays with him (if we have birthdays in heaven??) again someday. Please pray for my Grandma. She is a strong woman but Grandpa has been her life and caring for him has taken up most of her time for many years.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love you Grandpa!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-7832745045696256571?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/7832745045696256571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=7832745045696256571' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/7832745045696256571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/7832745045696256571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-grandpa-died-today.html' title='My Grandpa Died Today'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SGgFnB1KoSI/AAAAAAAAABs/I3LP0OUDeB0/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-3868911013854068137</id><published>2008-06-27T07:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T07:31:11.529-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>She's moving closer!</title><content type='html'>I am sooo excited this morning as I type. My best friend from high school, Terri, is moving to Minnesota! Okay, she's moving to southern Minnesota still almost 3 hours away from me but compared to the 7 or so hours she currently lives from me, I am super excited!!! She actually will only live a little over an hour from my parents so hopefully we will be able to see each other much much more often! Yeah, I've missed her friendship...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-3868911013854068137?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/3868911013854068137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=3868911013854068137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/3868911013854068137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/3868911013854068137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/06/my.html' title='She&apos;s moving closer!'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-1815002405289930402</id><published>2008-06-25T09:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T09:42:16.728-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><title type='text'>Cute stuff from our kids</title><content type='html'>I try to write down as much as I can of the cute things my kids say. I don't always get it written down but here are a few things they have said or done over the past few months...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 2008 - Alyssa has decided she is going to marry her friend Zeke. So today when Zeke was over she asked, "Zeke, do you love Jesus?" He said yes and she replied, "Good, I can only marry someone who loves Jesus."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 2008 - When Alyssa gorws up she wants to be a cake baker &amp;amp; own her own restaurant (she says I can work for her). Matt says he and Josh are going to be superheroes and save everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 2008 - Matt caught another box elder bug (his favorite bug). He came to me and said "Do you want to touch it? It's really soft." How could I resist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 2008 - Matthew's basic prayer before dinner is "Father God, for our food. Amen"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 2008 - After visiting the Bell Museum we decided to make diaramas like the ones there. Alyssa kept calling hers a "diarrhea" instead of diarama whenever she talked about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 2008 - On Easter Gregg wore a checked shirt he doesn't normally wear. Alyssa saw him and said he looked more like Grandpa than daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 2008 - We were talking about what Alyssa &amp;amp; Matthew could get daddy for his birthday and Alyssa said "Let's get him a Packer shirt!" I encouraged her to think of something different...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 2008 - Alyssa has an imaginary friend, her twin sister "Malyssa." Because of that, Matt has a twin brother "Matthew."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 2008 - Alyssa likes to say from time to time to Matt - "Best brother and sister forever?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 2008 - Matt said to me one morning "I love my sister. I'm going to play with her all day!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-1815002405289930402?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/1815002405289930402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=1815002405289930402' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/1815002405289930402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/1815002405289930402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/06/cute-stuff-from-our-kids.html' title='Cute stuff from our kids'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-1932020018559808112</id><published>2008-06-20T19:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T20:18:56.497-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Snapshots from the past week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am trying my hand at adding pictures into my blog. Here are a few snapshots from our past week or so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Alyssa trying her hand at no training wheels with her Grandpa helping her out. She REALLY wanted to try it. I was surprised at how well she did. Since that picture (taken Memorial Day weekend) she went home and has really mastered riding her bike without training wheels. She totally amazed me with how quickly she's picked it up and how brave she's been about learning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214132014370319282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="219" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SFxRcQCI67I/AAAAAAAAABE/U27Xc-cQWR0/s320/045.JPG" width="305" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here is Alyssa at her dance recital last Friday. She's been taking dance classes at Celebrate Dance Academy in North Heights Lutheran Church. I highly recommend it. It was a bit crazy with the rehearsal for the recital and then the recital but it was so well done and the look on Alyssa's face when she was finished with her song, it was pretty amazing. The look of pride and happiness was so cool. I happened to be looking through the video camera zoomed in on her face and got it all on tape.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214133102172677954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SFxSbkabp0I/AAAAAAAAABM/vZrB5SxS3Rg/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;Saturday we hung out at Lake Nokomis while Gregg played softball. We didn't bring swimsuits but all the kids were in the water before the day was over. This is a classic picture of Josh flinging sand on himself just as I was taking a picture. The next picture is of Alyssa &amp;amp; Matthew holding hands out as they walked out in the lake. Just to finish the lake story, I had extra clothes for Josh &amp;amp; Matt but not for Alyssa. Alyssa was going to go home with no clothes on and we were going to miss watching Gregg play a game because she was all wet - and she doesn't do wet. We were turning around to go home and happened to see a garage sale down the street. I thought, "what's the chance they would have clothes in Alyssa's size? We stopped, they did have clothes in her size and for $1.50 she got a swim suit and shirt, we ended up staying to watch Gregg play softball and it was fun to talk to Alyssa about how God supplied our need that day in a fun way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214136509420512930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SFxVh5ZnpqI/AAAAAAAAABc/HsrfvG4cC7Q/s320/024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214137028862042738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SFxWAIeIYnI/AAAAAAAAABk/WytIuoxDtpU/s320/027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-1932020018559808112?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/1932020018559808112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=1932020018559808112' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/1932020018559808112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/1932020018559808112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/06/snapshots-from-past-week.html' title='Snapshots from the past week'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SFxRcQCI67I/AAAAAAAAABE/U27Xc-cQWR0/s72-c/045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7063405429861271205.post-3614742982623040859</id><published>2008-06-19T21:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T21:57:31.729-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='General'/><title type='text'>First Time Blogger</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;Okay, this is my first time blogging. Wasn't sure I'd ever be a blogger but after reading some friend's blogs over the last months, I decided this might be a good way to share with family and friends about what our family is up to, particularly the kids, and share what's going on in my life. We'll see how this goes and if I can figure out how to upload pictures! :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7063405429861271205-3614742982623040859?l=kristiesherrard.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/feeds/3614742982623040859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7063405429861271205&amp;postID=3614742982623040859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/3614742982623040859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7063405429861271205/posts/default/3614742982623040859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kristiesherrard.blogspot.com/2008/06/first-time-blogger.html' title='First Time Blogger'/><author><name>Kristie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xb_EbWeJkqg/SHV78NmrBPI/AAAAAAAAACU/y_bmhZzQ5tc/S220/016.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
