<?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-1601236963494081739</id><updated>2011-12-02T08:55:25.553-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pritchard Clan</title><subtitle type='html'>Our Family is Complete!
Alihan came home April 3, 2008.  Now to continue the story of raising 3 cleft-affected children--joys and challenges</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><generator 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&amp;nbsp;Well the results are in--and almost a week later I'm still reeling. &amp;nbsp;I'll wait until I get the written report so I can use the formal/medical terms--but basically, Chewie is functioning as a mildly mentally retarded individual--also as a "non medicated ADHD child"--although he was medicated that day. &amp;nbsp;So-medication has been changed, per our request. &amp;nbsp;He's on Adderall now, just a low dose. &amp;nbsp;We'll see how that goes. &amp;nbsp;We have a meeting planned with teachers, principal and ourselves to start making arrangements for next year. &amp;nbsp;I now have more then enough documentation to get Chewie's age changed by a year. &amp;nbsp;That would certainly improved his test results--low range of normal. &amp;nbsp;Considering he couldn't hear just over 2 years ago===well, we see what next years' neuropsych results show us!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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enlarged ventricles.&amp;nbsp; This past week, Chewie went in for a more extensive MRI--to check for a cyst in his spine--and for, what I thought, was just a 24 hours stay with a special monitor in his skull (ICP monitoring)--yes, that does involve drilling a hole in his skull--actually 2--one for going into his head and one for the monitor to go out.&amp;nbsp; Due to the stress and everything--to prevent burnout, I broke down and told Ted he had to stay overnight.&amp;nbsp; So, the MRI was late starting.&amp;nbsp; I left to pick up the kids at school, Ted stayed.&amp;nbsp; Chewie went to the pediatric ICU after the monitor was placed.&amp;nbsp; And didn't wake up until 10pm!!&amp;nbsp; The Badger Hockey players came by and he didn't even wake up for that--I thought he would be pissed--but he was cool with the picture he got and the signed program.&amp;nbsp; Anyways, once awake he stayed up until 3:30 am.&amp;nbsp; Ted basically got no sleep because the ICP monitor kept going off--his pressures were going up.&amp;nbsp; I came back the next am and stayed the day.&amp;nbsp; The doctor decided to keep him one more day for monitoring.&amp;nbsp; The final result: hydrocephalus.&amp;nbsp; Wonderful (said with much sarcasm).&amp;nbsp; What to do now??&amp;nbsp; Well, we don't know if that is the cause of the developmental delays.&amp;nbsp; Due to the fact that he HAS been improving with the ADHD meds and really he isn't having any other symptoms--the initial decision is to wait and do serial neuropsych test to watch for cognitive loss.&amp;nbsp; Back to fighting with the insurance company for neuropsych.&amp;nbsp; For some reason I don't think its going to be a problem this time!&amp;nbsp; So, the monitor came out--and staples went in--and Chewie screamed----loudly.&amp;nbsp; He's back home now.&amp;nbsp; I personally am just worn out.&amp;nbsp; Between Chewie, Julia, Rauan upset because he isn't getting enough attention, a puppy that chews, an absolutely filthy house, and 2 jobs--and not to mention some of the other crap in my family--I'm burnt out.&amp;nbsp; I want off this soap opera, merry go round, crazy mixed up life.&amp;nbsp; Whoever said God only gives you what you can take was totally FULL OF SHIT!!!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what now?&amp;nbsp; We go on.&amp;nbsp; Decisions are made and we continue to move onward to give Chewie, Rauan and Julia the opportunity to live to their fullest potential.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-3005423639007003908?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/3005423639007003908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=3005423639007003908' title='2 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crackles--but it cleared quickly. &amp;nbsp;During the early hours of the 31st, Julia woke up with a severe coughing fit, high temperature, rapid breathing, and some "tugging" when breathing. &amp;nbsp;Needless to say--momma the pediatric nurse was scared shitless--but was also concerned she was reading too much into it. &amp;nbsp;So I called my night shift coworkers and asked their opinion. &amp;nbsp;Its what we would do if one of us had questions with a patient. &amp;nbsp;All advised to bring her into the ER. &amp;nbsp;Which I did. &amp;nbsp;ER doctor heard something that passed in her lungs, saw the increased work of breathing, low pulse oximetry, etc etc. &amp;nbsp;So, chest xray time--which showed pneumonia. &amp;nbsp;The ER doctor called it "hospital acquired pneumonia". &amp;nbsp;So, what does that mean? &amp;nbsp;The thought is that possibly, during her surgery, she somehow aspirated around her breathing tube. &amp;nbsp;Rare occurrence--but it does happen. &amp;nbsp;She did come in with a cough--but her lungs were clear, no fever. &amp;nbsp;So, who knows? &amp;nbsp;What caused what? &amp;nbsp;We'll never know. &lt;br /&gt;So, because mom is anal retentive and a little nuts--Julia was able to come home with her own personal pediatric nurse literally breathing down her neck--and antibiotics. &amp;nbsp;Its taken a couple of days--but she's rebounding. &amp;nbsp;Still coughing--which I expect for a week or so. &lt;br /&gt;The bone graft looks good. &amp;nbsp;Next up--wait and see how it takes and orthodontics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-2854733267485499603?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/2854733267485499603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TRdhMwpOfQI/AAAAAAAABOI/BFykVhZtaCk/s1600/IMG_8433.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="254" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TRdhMwpOfQI/AAAAAAAABOI/BFykVhZtaCk/s320/IMG_8433.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Christmas Eve mass, Julia was our swollen Christmas angel--the boys were shepherds again. &amp;nbsp;I only got pictures of Rauan's butt. &amp;nbsp;Christmas am--up bright and early. &amp;nbsp;The kids were in heaven--except Julia was mad--no candy canes or airheads. &amp;nbsp;I promised her I would save her some. &amp;nbsp;That calmed her down--for a few minutes. &amp;nbsp;That Russian temper!!! &amp;nbsp;After "brunch" &amp;nbsp;I went back to bed for an hour. &amp;nbsp;Ted worked at setting up the new computer. &amp;nbsp;Ted and the boys went out to play pond hockey with the Rottiters--Julia laid on the couch and played with Chewie's new leapster. &amp;nbsp;The boys came home and we took the wild dogs for a walk. &amp;nbsp;They were still wild. &amp;nbsp;Steak for dinner--for us. &amp;nbsp;Mac N Cheese for the princess. &amp;nbsp;Today, we are going to my sister's and have little Christmas celebration. &amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-9003128802235379079?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/9003128802235379079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=9003128802235379079' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/9003128802235379079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TRLByOB5yBI/AAAAAAAABNc/o8HfgU6OODI/s1600/IMG_8396.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="279" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TRLByOB5yBI/AAAAAAAABNc/o8HfgU6OODI/s320/IMG_8396.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TRLB5bPQ7OI/AAAAAAAABNg/ftpUFeBS0LA/s1600/IMG_8397.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TRLB5bPQ7OI/AAAAAAAABNg/ftpUFeBS0LA/s320/IMG_8397.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TRLCCUgqyBI/AAAAAAAABNk/PClpPrSR98I/s1600/IMG_8398.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TRLCCUgqyBI/AAAAAAAABNk/PClpPrSR98I/s320/IMG_8398.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Currently at the hospital with Julia. &amp;nbsp;Bone graft done today and she is gorked. &amp;nbsp;She had issues last time--so they let her sleep off the anesthesia instead of doing a reversal in the OR--and 10 hours later she is still sleepy. &amp;nbsp;I'm not complaining---I'm a big believer in sleep. &amp;nbsp;We had tears starting right in the preop area when she knew she was going back, but luckily one of the ladies in child life--whom I'm lucky enough to work with--knew she was coming and helped prep her(thanks Heather!) &amp;nbsp;I carried her back to the OR and held her in my arms until she went under. &amp;nbsp;Yes--that is common practice here at AFCH--I'm proud of my hospital for being a leader in this practice. &amp;nbsp;Who else better to comfort their child besides the parent?? &amp;nbsp;But I digress. &amp;nbsp;As always, best nurses, technician, doctors ever!! &amp;nbsp;Besides the bone graft--which involved taking a little bit of bone from her hip and transferring it to her gumline--she also had tubes placed in her ears. &amp;nbsp;Her hearing has steadily gone downhill in the past 2 years. &amp;nbsp;So--time for tubes before it gets worse. &amp;nbsp;She woke up very nicely in the PACU (thanks Katie!). &amp;nbsp;We transferred up to P4 and have had great nursing staff--Claude, Sarah and Kristen so far. &amp;nbsp;IV antibiotics and a full liquid diet. &amp;nbsp;She loved the tomato soup! &amp;nbsp;Some nausea and a dose of zofran--great drug! &amp;nbsp;Visitors today also--Olivia and her mom, Ms. Troia, and then friends of ours, the Freys, sent a balloon and stuffed dog. &amp;nbsp;We are so blessed to have such wonderful people around us--friends, family, and a wonderful group of coworkers. &lt;br /&gt;So, above is Julia before--modeling her new pedicure and hairstyle--and after.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-8272117535942673673?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/8272117535942673673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=8272117535942673673' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/8272117535942673673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/8272117535942673673'/><link rel='alternate' 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surgery--the bone graft.&amp;nbsp; 2 surgical sites--one in her mouth the other on the hip (where the bone comes from).&amp;nbsp; Yes, it is just before Christmas--trust me, I've weighed the pros and cons--but this way Ted and I can keep an eye on her and make sure she doesn't overdo things.&amp;nbsp; I'm nervous about this one because Julia does understand what is going on.&amp;nbsp; She asked me how many more surgeries is she going to have to have and I honestly answered--I don't&amp;nbsp;know.&amp;nbsp; I do know once she reaches full facial growth--around 16 or so--her deviated septum will be fixed.&amp;nbsp; Beyond that--I think we're going to leave it up to her.&amp;nbsp; Yes, her lip is still a bit crooked and the nostrils aren't quite perfect--but whose is??&amp;nbsp; If she wants more done, we'll take care of it--but I'm not going to push anything.&amp;nbsp; Now orthodontic on the other hand--yes--that's going to be next.&amp;nbsp; Speaking of which--Rauan is up next for the palate expansion.&amp;nbsp; Already have the molds done and I'll get the bill the first week of January.&amp;nbsp; Happy 2011.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;January 12 is the date for Chewie's next procedure.&amp;nbsp; MRI of his spine with flexion and extension.&amp;nbsp; Looking for a cyst.&amp;nbsp; Then to the PICU for ICP monitoring--intra cranial pressure.&amp;nbsp; Damn--and all I wanted was his age changed.&amp;nbsp; Nothing simple for the Pritchards.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Of course in Wisconsin winters give us even more excitement.&amp;nbsp; Last week--dumbass--also known as Ted, decided to go outside to the van to get his blackberry.&amp;nbsp; Which wouldn't be so bad except for the fact of a--we just had a nasty snowstorm that started with freezing rain.&amp;nbsp; b-he was barefoot.&amp;nbsp; c-it was dark and he went down the front steps--on his ass and side.&amp;nbsp; Ted said he heard a crack--so he thinks he broke a rib.&amp;nbsp; I say crack with muscular stress--but what the hell--I'm a nurse with how many years experience--what do I know???&amp;nbsp; He refused to go to the ER or urgent care--so heating pads, ibuprofen, deep breathing (to prevent pneumonia) and sleeping upright in the chair for the past week.&amp;nbsp; Pretty much what would be done anyways.&amp;nbsp; Of course, he continued to not listen to his wife--the nurse--and went and coached hockey.&amp;nbsp; Which meant being out on skates on the ice.&amp;nbsp; Not the brightest idea.&amp;nbsp; I've pretty much given up--except to make sure his life insurance policy is up to date.&amp;nbsp; Dumbass.&amp;nbsp; Nothing more to add to that.&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep everyone up to date on Julia's procedure--probably mostly facebook--but I'll put photos up here too.&amp;nbsp; Work in progress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-7927912019602795135?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-5302832568883767412</id><published>2010-11-17T19:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T19:18:50.611-06:00</updated><title type='text'>How much more?</title><content type='html'>Today was Chewie's appointment with neurosurgery. &amp;nbsp;Which was fine because I highly admire this doctor and if we have to do anything with neurosurgery--he is the only one touching my kid! &amp;nbsp;Anyways, there because of the chiari malformation. &amp;nbsp;Now here I am thinking he is going to tell me--this in minor, don't worry about it, check back in a year. &amp;nbsp;Yeah right. &amp;nbsp;A pediatric nurse should never think about stuff with her kids. &amp;nbsp;We can judge accurately. &amp;nbsp;I knew his ventricles were slightly enlarged--but didn't really give it a second thought. &amp;nbsp;Apparently, I should have--he is concerned. &amp;nbsp;And he also wants to check for a cyst in Chewie's spinal column. &amp;nbsp;Excuse my English--but FUCKING A!!! &amp;nbsp;What the hell else??? &amp;nbsp;Son of a bitch. Can the other shoe stop dropping now??? &amp;nbsp;I think I must have looked like a deer in the headlights. &amp;nbsp;What this means is another MRI under sedation. &amp;nbsp;And along with that--24 hours minimum of intra cranial pressure monitoring on Chewie's brain. &amp;nbsp;Which is the PICU--a place I have worked, but not overly fond of. &amp;nbsp; Lisa, a friend of mine, is also the nurse working there and sat down and explained alot of this to me. &amp;nbsp;Thank God--again I was the deer in the headlights going "huh?" &amp;nbsp;So, Chewie is starting to get this look on his face and I'm thinking--what the hell am I going to say to my new manager--who doesn't really know my situation except I'm the freak that freaked out when her dog died 2 weeks ago (and had alot of shit this past year--yeah--my available time off is next to nil)? &amp;nbsp;Shit shit shit!!! &amp;nbsp;So, after I'm done--and told they will call with a date and time for all of this--upstairs I head to talk to my new manager. &amp;nbsp;Who, thank goodness, is incredibly understanding and wonders why I am concerned about telling her about this? &amp;nbsp;Then, heading home, Chewie bursts into tears and is scared of the "big machine" (MRI). &amp;nbsp;Lovely. &amp;nbsp;So, he is supposed to see the psychiatrist in January. &amp;nbsp;Guess what--as soon as I know the timing for the MRI--I'm calling and making the appointment for just before that.&lt;br /&gt;And to add to the fun times in my life--our supposedly neutered puppy isn't neutered. &amp;nbsp;The rescue group was told that the clinic neutered him--but the clinic didn't because he has one testicle that is hiding and they were waiting for it to drop. &amp;nbsp;Only in the Pritchard family does this crap seem to happen. &lt;br /&gt;Where the hell is my Korbel again???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-5302832568883767412?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/5302832568883767412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=5302832568883767412' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/5302832568883767412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/5302832568883767412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2010/11/how-much-more.html' title='How much more?'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-5754177895651837497</id><published>2010-11-16T07:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T07:59:35.673-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Chapter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TOKGxkaSdzI/AAAAAAAABNQ/_72XP9Jzqns/s1600/IMG_8376.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="148" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TOKGxkaSdzI/AAAAAAAABNQ/_72XP9Jzqns/s320/IMG_8376.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TOKOGJqdMWI/AAAAAAAABNY/vfVd3CuUo3Q/s1600/IMG_8377.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="273" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TOKOGJqdMWI/AAAAAAAABNY/vfVd3CuUo3Q/s320/IMG_8377.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We are not a household that can go very long without 2 dogs. &amp;nbsp;Belle was lonely, I keep looking for Loki--and what the heck? &amp;nbsp;If we don't have something crazy going on around here--its not the Pritchards. &amp;nbsp;Please welcome Charlie--a 12 week old Lab. &amp;nbsp;We believe his is fully lab, not a mix--but its unknown. &amp;nbsp;Who cares? &amp;nbsp;He's keeping &amp;nbsp;us (including "momma" Belle) &amp;nbsp;jumping. &amp;nbsp;We start puppy school next week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-5754177895651837497?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/5754177895651837497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=5754177895651837497' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/5754177895651837497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/5754177895651837497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2010/11/new-chapter.html' title='A New Chapter'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TOKGxkaSdzI/AAAAAAAABNQ/_72XP9Jzqns/s72-c/IMG_8376.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-7862911388943726898</id><published>2010-11-05T10:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T10:35:58.657-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sadness</title><content type='html'>I lost one of my best friends this week. &amp;nbsp;10 years ago for my birthday (actually just before), Loki joined our family. &amp;nbsp;Loki was an approximately 7 month old male Norwegian elkhound who came to us via the rescue. &amp;nbsp; I got home from work and there he was, barking up a storm in the backyard. &amp;nbsp;Loki was mine--without any thought or question. &amp;nbsp;Callie put him into place right away--he knew she was alpha. &amp;nbsp;I started training with him right away--with Ted as our faithful sidekick. &amp;nbsp;Won a few awards--and then the infertility shit started. &amp;nbsp;Would I have made it without my furbabies? &amp;nbsp;I don't know. &amp;nbsp;I spent many many days with them at the dogpark--getting exercise and getting my head straight. &amp;nbsp;Apparently I came out of the pelvic infection surgery crying about how I missed my dogs--little did I know that Loki had apparently lifted his leg and peed on the furance! &amp;nbsp;I left the hospital and spent the next couple of weeks giving myself IV antibiotics and curled up next to Loki on my bed or on the couch. &amp;nbsp;Then we left for Russia. &amp;nbsp;On trip 2 we returned with this little tiny spitfire peanut. &amp;nbsp;Julia was sitting on my lap when Loki came in and skidded to a stop in front of me wondering what the hell is that thing sitting on mom's lap? &amp;nbsp;Then that little thing reached out and smacked him right across the face! &amp;nbsp;Love--true love. &amp;nbsp;Loki became Julia's love slave from that day on until the day he died--of course it didn't hurt that the object of his affection would throw him food from her high chair. &amp;nbsp;Men and stomach love! &amp;nbsp;Callie just rolled her eyes and left the room.&lt;br /&gt;And so it continued through the addition of 2 more human babies--Loki there through it all. &amp;nbsp;We lost Callie prior to Chewie coming home. &amp;nbsp;A few months later Belle came home. &amp;nbsp;He accepted her too. &lt;br /&gt;This is not to say he was without fault. &amp;nbsp;Our bedroom furniture is situated so he couldn't jump up and scratch the window. &amp;nbsp;He barked--at the lawn mower, at the snowblower, at people/children outside our fence, when a leaf blowed. &amp;nbsp;Loki was passive aggressive--he would get pissed--and would literally piss and/or poop on my carpet in the basement. &amp;nbsp;I am the proud owner of a carpet cleaner because of this. &lt;br /&gt;But, as with anything--we all have faults and that makes us who we are. &amp;nbsp;Loki never left my side. &amp;nbsp;And he will never leave my heart. &amp;nbsp;We will have another puppy to keep Belle company--since elkies are pack animals. &amp;nbsp;But it won't be an elkhound. &amp;nbsp;I love elkhounds and someday we will have another. &amp;nbsp;But not now. &amp;nbsp;God willing, Belle will be with us another 10 years or more--then we'll consider it.&lt;br /&gt;RIP LOKI&lt;br /&gt;2000-2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-7862911388943726898?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/7862911388943726898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=7862911388943726898' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/7862911388943726898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/7862911388943726898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2010/11/sadness.html' title='Sadness'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-8812249129488110136</id><published>2010-10-08T17:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T17:46:46.765-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Seriously--where does the time go?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TK-XG-fouAI/AAAAAAAABNE/69nwpxdJ0NM/s1600/IMG_8379.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TK-XG-fouAI/AAAAAAAABNE/69nwpxdJ0NM/s320/IMG_8379.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Chewie finally lost a tooth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TK-Xgw466hI/AAAAAAAABNI/_hbvD68zYlA/s1600/IMG_8393.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TK-Xgw466hI/AAAAAAAABNI/_hbvD68zYlA/s320/IMG_8393.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yes, they are goofs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we finally have some answers on Chewie. &amp;nbsp;Following our primary doctor's suggestion. Chewie saw a neurologist--who questioned some of his behaviors. &amp;nbsp;Off to the head shrinks--who decided that yes, mom is probably right and Chewie is a year younger and he is ADHD. &amp;nbsp;Chewie started on guanfacine--which quite honestly is a fricking miracle drug in my opinion! They chose a non stimulant ADHD med since his prenatal exposure is unknown. &amp;nbsp;In 3 weeks--huge improvement. &amp;nbsp;He can concentrate, he can sit, he can follow instructions--he LISTENS and comprehends. &amp;nbsp;MIRACLE!!!&lt;br /&gt;Next up, due to the questions on his physical exam, MRI. &amp;nbsp;Of course, sedated--heck I couldn't even stay still for that long. &amp;nbsp;Chewie was pretty good, until we got into the MRI and they started on the sedation. &amp;nbsp;Quite clearly through the tears and crying "I hate this place!!" &amp;nbsp;Yep, Chewie takes after his mom and certainly can express his opinion. &amp;nbsp;Of course, saying he hates the place I work probably isn't a good thing--but oh well! &amp;nbsp;That was Wednesday. &amp;nbsp;On Friday, while I was applying the second coat of sealant to my driveway, I got the news that literally knocked me over. &amp;nbsp;Chewie has a chiari malformation--basically the "tonsils" of his brain are hanging in his spinal cord. &amp;nbsp;His is small--but still something that we will follow up with neurosurgery. &amp;nbsp;There are also some questionable areas in his parietal frontal lobe. &amp;nbsp;When Ted and I saw the neurologist on Tuesday--she eased my mind. &amp;nbsp;There is the possibility that this is something progressive--as in his neurological status will start to go downhill. &amp;nbsp;However, her feeling is this is related to either an infection--which he is recovering from---post trauma--which is healing--or prenatal exposure to drugs. &amp;nbsp;Do we know? &amp;nbsp;No. &amp;nbsp;I personally think it could be both infection and trauma. So, where do we go from here? &amp;nbsp;Neurosurgery consult on Nov. 17. &amp;nbsp;Another MRI in a year or so. &amp;nbsp;We're waiting to hear back from Neuropsych. for an evaluation. &amp;nbsp;Continue with the head dudes and maybe increase the guanfacine. &amp;nbsp;Keep plugging away.&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, Julia broke her arm playing soccer. &amp;nbsp;Complete break through the ulna. &amp;nbsp;Of course, we didn't know until 9 days after the break. &amp;nbsp;She didn't complain of pain or anything--until 7 days later. &amp;nbsp;Then there was a small bruise and bump. &amp;nbsp;So, off to the doctor to double check. &amp;nbsp;He was surprised too. &amp;nbsp;She's going to have the bone graft done Dec. 22. &amp;nbsp;Merry Christmas to you Julia. &amp;nbsp;We decided then since she'll have 2 surgical sites and is going to need to take it easy. &amp;nbsp;Hell, I'm having hard enough time keeping her from being wild now. &amp;nbsp;If her arm doesn't heal probably--she'll need a surgical repair on her arm. &amp;nbsp;Anyways, this will give me the chance to keep her calmed down for a good 10 days. &amp;nbsp;HA--I'm hopeful if nothing else!&lt;br /&gt;Rauan--start of the palate expansion. &amp;nbsp;We'll see the orthodontist on Oct. 19 and start the plans for that. &amp;nbsp;Then we get to start the running back and forth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, Ted and I keep going. &amp;nbsp;I'm am hoping to start taking night call at HospiceCare. &amp;nbsp;More money and won't interfere with all the kid's needs. &amp;nbsp;The day/pm rotation as a pediatric nurse is working out nicely. &amp;nbsp;Sadly, while I stopped out for a drink with coworkers last Sunday night, someone decided to shoot at our house--well we can't prove it--but got a large hole in my kitchen window--my new Anderson thermopaned casement window! &amp;nbsp;So, now we wait for a new sash to arrive. &amp;nbsp;I was all ready to call a realtor and then take a loss on the house--but Ted did some research and this has even happened in some of the super nice neighborhoods in Madison. &amp;nbsp;I know that it can happen anyplace--even a small "safe" town---but still it pisses me off. &lt;br /&gt;So, that's our current update. &amp;nbsp;Better--but busier then ever. &amp;nbsp;Needless to say, I'm tired--but managing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-8812249129488110136?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/8812249129488110136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=8812249129488110136' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/8812249129488110136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/8812249129488110136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2010/10/seriously-where-does-time-go.html' title='Seriously--where does the time go?'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TK-XG-fouAI/AAAAAAAABNE/69nwpxdJ0NM/s72-c/IMG_8379.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-8931682069528652361</id><published>2010-09-18T14:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T14:23:57.074-05:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW!</title><content type='html'>I can't believe how long it has been since I posted anything. &amp;nbsp;We've been busy. &amp;nbsp;New work shift for me. &amp;nbsp;School started. &amp;nbsp;And many many doctor appointments. &amp;nbsp;Chewie is now on ADHD medicine--after numerous doctor appointments. &amp;nbsp;2 psychiatrists agree--he is only 6. &amp;nbsp;And he lost his first tooth. &amp;nbsp;Currently scheduled--an MRI under sedation to see if there is scarring from the abuse that he received in the orphanage. &amp;nbsp;No argument from anyone--without a doubt, the mutual agreement from all the doctors is that Chewie was (emphasis on WAS!) a victim of child abuse. &amp;nbsp;Now the question is to what extent and how much damage. &amp;nbsp;Then neuropsych to find out what specific assistance Chewie will need to achieve his full potential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TJURslvtgFI/AAAAAAAABM8/Z8YRbJRNRAk/s1600/IMG_8447.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TJURslvtgFI/AAAAAAAABM8/Z8YRbJRNRAk/s320/IMG_8447.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Rauan started taking guitar lessons, which he loves--so far. &amp;nbsp;He loves hockey still. &amp;nbsp;Julia's resumed her figure skating. &amp;nbsp;And I'm pooped! Stay tuned for more pictures!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-8931682069528652361?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/8931682069528652361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=8931682069528652361' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/8931682069528652361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/8931682069528652361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2010/09/wow.html' title='WOW!'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TJURslvtgFI/AAAAAAAABM8/Z8YRbJRNRAk/s72-c/IMG_8447.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-5600744508892877399</id><published>2010-08-04T22:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T22:34:05.577-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation Day 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TFovvL3KK-I/AAAAAAAABMI/pRNdHSFXiCE/s1600/IMG_8454.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TFovvL3KK-I/AAAAAAAABMI/pRNdHSFXiCE/s200/IMG_8454.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501762382470982626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Monday we drove to Split Rock Lighthouse, which was a bit of a drive.  Split Rock Lighthouse is currently celebrating its 100th birthday---so needless to say--busy!  Not to mention expensive.  For the 5 of us, it would have cost around $35 to tour the light house.  Like the kids really would be that interested--well Rauan maybe, but not the other 2.  So, we hiked the trails and I took pictures from a distance.  Hwy. 61 is being rebuilt too--so there was blasting going on while we hiked.  Every once in a while we felt quite the vibration shaking through our feet.&lt;div&gt;That pretty much covered our whole day, except of course to return to our wonderful cabin to enjoy the waves and look at the beautiful full moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TFovteEPIeI/AAAAAAAABMA/tWO3ZN0iEbA/s1600/IMG_8395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 125px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TFovteEPIeI/AAAAAAAABMA/tWO3ZN0iEbA/s200/IMG_8395.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501762352997933538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TFovstkSLII/AAAAAAAABL4/vS9LVlHteAc/s1600/IMG_8408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 194px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TFovstkSLII/AAAAAAAABL4/vS9LVlHteAc/s200/IMG_8408.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501762339979013250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TFovsLn-HCI/AAAAAAAABLw/sRODouBIqJY/s1600/IMG_8466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TFovsLn-HCI/AAAAAAAABLw/sRODouBIqJY/s200/IMG_8466.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501762330867670050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TFovrn_aCcI/AAAAAAAABLo/n-6nI81BdFo/s1600/IMG_8477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TFovrn_aCcI/AAAAAAAABLo/n-6nI81BdFo/s200/IMG_8477.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501762321302292930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-5600744508892877399?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/5600744508892877399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=5600744508892877399' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/5600744508892877399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/5600744508892877399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2010/08/vacation-day-4.html' title='Vacation Day 4'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TFovvL3KK-I/AAAAAAAABMI/pRNdHSFXiCE/s72-c/IMG_8454.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-8128616214923623015</id><published>2010-08-03T21:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T21:56:36.332-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacaation Day 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TFjVeFChXBI/AAAAAAAABLg/ehd6SmDqziU/s1600/IMG_8392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TFjVeFChXBI/AAAAAAAABLg/ehd6SmDqziU/s200/IMG_8392.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501381657558604818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, on Sunday we woke up to a lovely sunny, cool Minnesota summer day.  With nothing on our minds, we drove north to Grand Portage National Monument--aka, less then 10 miles from the Canadian border.  There we went to an encampment where the children learned about furs, smoking fish, Native American tribal games, and tepees!  I think they were grateful for their own modern beds!  We then proceeded to the highest waterfall in Minnesota!  Isn't it beautiful?  After a full day of hiking and exploring, back to the cabin for cooking out and enjoying another night of a full moon over Lake Superior.  And a full night sleep for mom--something I haven't had recently!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TFjVdR-Fj2I/AAAAAAAABLY/QO_7TaQUOMk/s1600/IMG_8377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TFjVdR-Fj2I/AAAAAAAABLY/QO_7TaQUOMk/s200/IMG_8377.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501381643849797474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TFjVc4EDD8I/AAAAAAAABLQ/GNKqptsKtv0/s1600/IMG_8421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TFjVc4EDD8I/AAAAAAAABLQ/GNKqptsKtv0/s200/IMG_8421.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501381636895477698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TFjVcSt-cdI/AAAAAAAABLI/lcUvEIBFDuw/s1600/IMG_8429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TFjVcSt-cdI/AAAAAAAABLI/lcUvEIBFDuw/s200/IMG_8429.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501381626870788562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TFjVbyuncNI/AAAAAAAABLA/qUyby2mwFYo/s1600/IMG_8449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 183px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TFjVbyuncNI/AAAAAAAABLA/qUyby2mwFYo/s200/IMG_8449.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501381618283540690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-8128616214923623015?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/8128616214923623015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=8128616214923623015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/8128616214923623015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/8128616214923623015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2010/08/vacaation-day-3.html' title='Vacaation Day 3'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TFjVeFChXBI/AAAAAAAABLg/ehd6SmDqziU/s72-c/IMG_8392.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-3642041063708860661</id><published>2010-08-01T18:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T18:31:49.480-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TFYD1nBycwI/AAAAAAAABK4/REP0s3ox2ig/s1600/IMG_8469.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TFYD1nBycwI/AAAAAAAABK4/REP0s3ox2ig/s200/IMG_8469.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500588214424072962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On July 24, we woke up to Chewie's birthday.  Breakfast at the hotel, then on the road.  First stop, Two Harbors where we toured the beach, watched boats, checked out the lighthouse, and Ted dunked Chewie in the lake.  We stopped to get a bite to eat--where poor Ted ended up getting first cold root beer and then hot coffee on his lap.  And because I was laughing so hard, the poor waitress that knocked those onto Ted started laughing too--which lead to Ted and the kids laughing hysterically too!  Couldn't help myself--it was just too funny! Then stopped at Gooseberry Falls--so pretty!  We played for a bit in the falls, but then it started raining.  There was a bride there getting her pictures taken--the photographers' assistant was assisting with an umbrella!  Returned to the van and proceeded to Tofte to get the key for our cabin.  Stopped in Grand Marais to buy food --where I promptly had a heart attack over the prices! Onward to spot in the road Hovland to our cabin right on--literally--Lake Superior.  We cooked out, played on the beach and fell asleep to the sounds of the waves lapping on the shore.  Heaven!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-3642041063708860661?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/3642041063708860661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=3642041063708860661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/3642041063708860661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/3642041063708860661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2010/08/vacation-day-2.html' title='Vacation Day 2'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TFYD1nBycwI/AAAAAAAABK4/REP0s3ox2ig/s72-c/IMG_8469.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-769181365695991325</id><published>2010-07-31T20:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T20:32:11.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TFTMi-IezZI/AAAAAAAABKA/vkD9caZmOZ0/s1600/IMG_8382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 181px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TFTMi-IezZI/AAAAAAAABKA/vkD9caZmOZ0/s200/IMG_8382.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500245946092408210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TFTMiq5b3_I/AAAAAAAABJ4/l_HU48ubFWI/s1600/IMG_8379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 186px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TFTMiq5b3_I/AAAAAAAABJ4/l_HU48ubFWI/s200/IMG_8379.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500245940929028082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TFTMiE1QB1I/AAAAAAAABJw/2TPr-Moc4PA/s1600/IMG_8378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 156px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TFTMiE1QB1I/AAAAAAAABJw/2TPr-Moc4PA/s200/IMG_8378.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500245930710927186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First day of vacation was my 40th birthday.  So, I spent my birthday cleaning, packing and travelling to Superior WI.    Actually we ended up in Duluth MN because I missed the turn off and then got mixed up in road construction--yelled at Ted because he was trying to direct me (big mistake on his part and yes we laughed about it later).  Finally got to the hotel, went out for dinner (steak and lobster for me!) and then the kids went swimming.  Ted and I thought we would sit and watch--little did we know that Ted was going to take a dip in the pool.  Chewie thought he would be smart and swim to the deep end.  Yeah--not so good.  So, I'm running to get the "hook" and Ted dives in.  So much for staying dry.  So went day 1!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-769181365695991325?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/769181365695991325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=769181365695991325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/769181365695991325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/769181365695991325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2010/07/vacation-day-1.html' title='Vacation Day 1'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TFTMi-IezZI/AAAAAAAABKA/vkD9caZmOZ0/s72-c/IMG_8382.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-6164568733051893060</id><published>2010-07-22T22:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T22:21:44.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'>July 23</title><content type='html'>Good God Almighty--I'm 40!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-6164568733051893060?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/6164568733051893060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=6164568733051893060' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/6164568733051893060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/6164568733051893060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2010/07/july-23.html' title='July 23'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-4816442431013018403</id><published>2010-07-20T15:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T15:34:52.682-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The BIG 40</title><content type='html'>It's hard to believe in just a couple of days, I'll be 40.  It seems like just yesterday, my whole family was moving from Rockford to Janesville, I was graduating from high school, then college--then college AGAIN-I met Ted and married him 2 years later (those years flew!), we cried through infertility and then celebrated 2 adoptions, lost my dad to cancer, celebrated a third adoption and then lost Ted's mom.  Life is flying.  Just yesterday, Ted carried baby Julia in the palm of his hand--today she stands next to me and she reaches my shoulder.&lt;div&gt;I remember my years at Edgewood and doing  my clinical rotations--doing just about everything I could to avoid pediatrics(successfully I might add)--now I'm certified in pediatrics and really can't imagine doing anything else.  10 years ago Ted was planning a surprise party for my 30th birthday--now at 40 all I want to do is sit on my butt on a beach and watch the sun float overhead.  I have 3 kids--all in elementary school.  We've travelled all over the world--Ted finally flew in an airplane--just to prove we do nothing half way it was clear to the far east side of Russia!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These past 40 years have been a hell of an adventure--what will the next 40 bring?  More sports, more graduations, marriages and births--meaning grandchildren some day, sadly more deaths, travel --and just LIFE!!  JOY!!!  TEARS!! LAUGHTER!! Every variety of emotion possible.  I look forward to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The mantra of my life:  I will not live my life with any regret&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-4816442431013018403?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/4816442431013018403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=4816442431013018403' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/4816442431013018403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/4816442431013018403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2010/07/big-40.html' title='The BIG 40'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-1779098969310298054</id><published>2010-06-14T16:16:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T16:32:32.380-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend trip to Missouri/aka Chari's birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TBafRfsyZsI/AAAAAAAABJU/_Xomv19ofio/s1600/IMG_8699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 189px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TBafRfsyZsI/AAAAAAAABJU/_Xomv19ofio/s200/IMG_8699.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482744719286101698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just a few photos of our trip to Missouri.  We had fun at the winery, pond (the kids boated) and then came the party!  Late late night for the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TBafQ1Qe69I/AAAAAAAABJM/HY0GmXyFlLc/s1600/IMG_8668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TBafQ1Qe69I/AAAAAAAABJM/HY0GmXyFlLc/s200/IMG_8668.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482744707893095378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TBafQaUWHgI/AAAAAAAABJE/7DSMVzhvx24/s1600/IMG_8653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TBafQaUWHgI/AAAAAAAABJE/7DSMVzhvx24/s200/IMG_8653.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482744700661538306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TBafP6S63eI/AAAAAAAABI8/Nd0jEpTR-jM/s1600/IMG_8642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TBafP6S63eI/AAAAAAAABI8/Nd0jEpTR-jM/s200/IMG_8642.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482744692065623522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TBaeLVqGz_I/AAAAAAAABI0/0J-LNwF-rVw/s1600/IMG_8616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 191px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TBaeLVqGz_I/AAAAAAAABI0/0J-LNwF-rVw/s200/IMG_8616.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482743513999658994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TBaeK_6_htI/AAAAAAAABIs/juuFCxGS0Lo/s1600/IMG_8588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TBaeK_6_htI/AAAAAAAABIs/juuFCxGS0Lo/s200/IMG_8588.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482743508164904658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TBaeKMqIq6I/AAAAAAAABIk/uh21BxzL3bA/s1600/IMG_8521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TBaeKMqIq6I/AAAAAAAABIk/uh21BxzL3bA/s200/IMG_8521.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482743494403992482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TBaeJtdeFEI/AAAAAAAABIc/OYwqrzwHxuA/s1600/IMG_8513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TBaeJtdeFEI/AAAAAAAABIc/OYwqrzwHxuA/s200/IMG_8513.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482743486029370434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TBaeH-9oHLI/AAAAAAAABIU/PtX0rsPqA_I/s1600/IMG_8497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TBaeH-9oHLI/AAAAAAAABIU/PtX0rsPqA_I/s200/IMG_8497.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482743456367910066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TBac-YVgdkI/AAAAAAAABIM/3ITVPvHALtE/s1600/IMG_8464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 176px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TBac-YVgdkI/AAAAAAAABIM/3ITVPvHALtE/s200/IMG_8464.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482742191868638786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TBac9ylR1UI/AAAAAAAABIE/wgB3WY7b32o/s1600/IMG_8455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 179px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TBac9ylR1UI/AAAAAAAABIE/wgB3WY7b32o/s200/IMG_8455.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482742181734241602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TBac9GqipwI/AAAAAAAABH8/xLmalxokkWg/s1600/IMG_8412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 171px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TBac9GqipwI/AAAAAAAABH8/xLmalxokkWg/s200/IMG_8412.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482742169945155330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TBac8Q4L_uI/AAAAAAAABH0/L6IOLZ90LqM/s1600/IMG_8387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 151px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TBac8Q4L_uI/AAAAAAAABH0/L6IOLZ90LqM/s200/IMG_8387.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482742155506876130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-1779098969310298054?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/1779098969310298054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=1779098969310298054' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/1779098969310298054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/1779098969310298054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2010/06/weekend-trip-to-missouriaka-charis.html' title='Weekend trip to Missouri/aka Chari&apos;s birthday'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TBafRfsyZsI/AAAAAAAABJU/_Xomv19ofio/s72-c/IMG_8699.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-7484159252698037347</id><published>2010-06-04T06:21:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T06:53:40.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'>May 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TAjlUxWl1qI/AAAAAAAABHk/C5CXMea-crE/s1600/IMG_8382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 184px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TAjlUxWl1qI/AAAAAAAABHk/C5CXMea-crE/s200/IMG_8382.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478881091704444578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just a few photos from the past week.  Spring concert, Memorial day weekend and then Chewie's graduation from kindergarten.  Chewie will be repeating kindergarten, so there will another set of photos next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TAjlUdczLMI/AAAAAAAABHc/7tYS6_dUoqk/s1600/IMG_8386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 154px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TAjlUdczLMI/AAAAAAAABHc/7tYS6_dUoqk/s200/IMG_8386.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478881086361775298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TAjlThCTz9I/AAAAAAAABHU/YaG-5Dpbm2o/s1600/IMG_8419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TAjlThCTz9I/AAAAAAAABHU/YaG-5Dpbm2o/s200/IMG_8419.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478881070144540626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TAji9svyMXI/AAAAAAAABHM/ZlpjKvhzn0w/s1600/IMG_8425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TAji9svyMXI/AAAAAAAABHM/ZlpjKvhzn0w/s200/IMG_8425.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478878496307687794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TAji9LS_jWI/AAAAAAAABHE/436B9d4Yumc/s1600/IMG_8488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TAji9LS_jWI/AAAAAAAABHE/436B9d4Yumc/s200/IMG_8488.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478878487328558434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TAji8iGduLI/AAAAAAAABG8/ZyeJ9KoZW0Y/s1600/IMG_8491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 162px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TAji8iGduLI/AAAAAAAABG8/ZyeJ9KoZW0Y/s200/IMG_8491.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478878476270155954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TAji79c9ZSI/AAAAAAAABG0/bLHZKFUTLfg/s1600/IMG_8479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TAji79c9ZSI/AAAAAAAABG0/bLHZKFUTLfg/s200/IMG_8479.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478878466432394530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TAji7X7KwLI/AAAAAAAABGs/miP5MZjl6lk/s1600/IMG_8465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TAji7X7KwLI/AAAAAAAABGs/miP5MZjl6lk/s200/IMG_8465.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478878456358551730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-7484159252698037347?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/7484159252698037347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=7484159252698037347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/7484159252698037347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/7484159252698037347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2010/06/may-2010.html' title='May 2010'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/TAjlUxWl1qI/AAAAAAAABHk/C5CXMea-crE/s72-c/IMG_8382.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-1953620893085039459</id><published>2010-05-16T21:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T21:18:46.816-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Devil's Lake</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S_CnHf6tIZI/AAAAAAAABGU/_l8AYSw1JA4/s1600/IMG_8414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S_CnHf6tIZI/AAAAAAAABGU/_l8AYSw1JA4/s200/IMG_8414.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472057294523802002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday we took the kids to Devil's Lake up at Baraboo--tried our best to wear them out.  Since the boys fell asleep on the way home, I guess we were sucessful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S_CmmVdvjvI/AAAAAAAABGM/jFHQRdfAjeo/s1600/IMG_8399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S_CmmVdvjvI/AAAAAAAABGM/jFHQRdfAjeo/s200/IMG_8399.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472056724782288626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S_Cml2voCGI/AAAAAAAABGE/DxJKeLHarWU/s1600/IMG_8408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S_Cml2voCGI/AAAAAAAABGE/DxJKeLHarWU/s200/IMG_8408.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472056716535793762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S_CmlWugtaI/AAAAAAAABF8/BNRfhekth-Q/s1600/IMG_8384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S_CmlWugtaI/AAAAAAAABF8/BNRfhekth-Q/s200/IMG_8384.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472056707941184930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S_Cmkik7wUI/AAAAAAAABF0/uFxiEPpMjgk/s1600/IMG_8381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 171px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S_Cmkik7wUI/AAAAAAAABF0/uFxiEPpMjgk/s200/IMG_8381.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472056693942370626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S_CmkIll02I/AAAAAAAABFs/WluAFvzoRxw/s1600/IMG_8378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S_CmkIll02I/AAAAAAAABFs/WluAFvzoRxw/s200/IMG_8378.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472056686965805922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-1953620893085039459?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/1953620893085039459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=1953620893085039459' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/1953620893085039459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/1953620893085039459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2010/05/devils-lake.html' title='Devil&apos;s Lake'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S_CnHf6tIZI/AAAAAAAABGU/_l8AYSw1JA4/s72-c/IMG_8414.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-3563508476362521815</id><published>2010-05-03T19:40:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T19:57:25.194-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Communion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S99upBKzW0I/AAAAAAAABFk/q9wW2ZpDD5I/s1600/IMG_8580.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 127px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S99upBKzW0I/AAAAAAAABFk/q9wW2ZpDD5I/s200/IMG_8580.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467210123618507586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, yesterday was the day.  My princess received first communion.  Here's a few select pictures of the day.  On the left is a photo of Julia with her godmother Kelly and Kelly's husband Karl.  I tried to find a selection of others to give some ideas of the day--Julia with Levi,  Julia with a bunch of her friends from school--and of course, Julia with her brothers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S99uowJ6YzI/AAAAAAAABFc/S1MqFyJS3Hw/s1600/IMG_8576.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S99uowJ6YzI/AAAAAAAABFc/S1MqFyJS3Hw/s200/IMG_8576.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467210119051371314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S99uoKx0O1I/AAAAAAAABFU/9LFxUUJuhjg/s1600/IMG_8565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 128px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S99uoKx0O1I/AAAAAAAABFU/9LFxUUJuhjg/s200/IMG_8565.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467210109018192722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S99unfxZTNI/AAAAAAAABFM/t7KA9IVrAF0/s1600/IMG_8542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 158px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S99unfxZTNI/AAAAAAAABFM/t7KA9IVrAF0/s200/IMG_8542.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467210097473703122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a wonderful day.  Everyone was able to make it--including Uncle Josh (didn't have to work--he's a PA for one of the emergency rooms) along with Aunt Tisha and the cousins, Uncle Jeremy, Aunt Suzanne and family (Chicago), Michelle, Colton and Levi.  Mamaw and Grandpa weren't there physically--but we know they were looking down from heaven and smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S99t6zTNE3I/AAAAAAAABFE/xBAx5GVt0L8/s1600/IMG_8533.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S99t6zTNE3I/AAAAAAAABFE/xBAx5GVt0L8/s200/IMG_8533.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467209329621668722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The weather, despite a bit of wind, was absolutely lovely--especially for Wisconsin in spring.  My first one--bittersweet.  I'm glad I kept busy with the camera--otherwise there would have been tears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S99t6NS3JrI/AAAAAAAABE8/CKKi1mhy-BQ/s1600/IMG_8518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 174px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S99t6NS3JrI/AAAAAAAABE8/CKKi1mhy-BQ/s200/IMG_8518.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467209319419684530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S99t5Xw_nOI/AAAAAAAABE0/gf0Pn0KbKEg/s1600/IMG_8512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 166px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S99t5Xw_nOI/AAAAAAAABE0/gf0Pn0KbKEg/s200/IMG_8512.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467209305050553570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S99t43wR2XI/AAAAAAAABEs/98siGSE3yxc/s1600/IMG_8496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 116px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S99t43wR2XI/AAAAAAAABEs/98siGSE3yxc/s200/IMG_8496.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467209296457619826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S99t4RDX9rI/AAAAAAAABEk/99CHRaix7A4/s1600/IMG_8491.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 163px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S99t4RDX9rI/AAAAAAAABEk/99CHRaix7A4/s200/IMG_8491.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467209286068729522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-3563508476362521815?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/3563508476362521815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=3563508476362521815' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/3563508476362521815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/3563508476362521815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2010/05/first-communion.html' title='First Communion'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S99upBKzW0I/AAAAAAAABFk/q9wW2ZpDD5I/s72-c/IMG_8580.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-1230379558448920830</id><published>2010-05-01T18:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T18:18:52.050-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring in Madison</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S9y0X1Nc44I/AAAAAAAABD8/TZiZ54nJuXI/s1600/IMG_8449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 191px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S9y0X1Nc44I/AAAAAAAABD8/TZiZ54nJuXI/s200/IMG_8449.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466442369234428802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S9y0XVe4YgI/AAAAAAAABD0/2OKv8MjLXDw/s1600/IMG_8434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 166px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S9y0XVe4YgI/AAAAAAAABD0/2OKv8MjLXDw/s200/IMG_8434.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466442360717599234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We've had a busy week.  On Wednesday, I took Rauan for testing for gifted and talented.  While he was testing, I wandered downtown Madison.&lt;br /&gt;This is the Kohls' Center--where we attend hockey games!  Go Badgers!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S9y0WNRGn3I/AAAAAAAABDk/vc_iKN0OyS8/s200/IMG_8384.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466442341332459378" /&gt;Over on the side are pictures of Chewie at a birthday party he attended Saturday (today) at the zoo.  He's so cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-1230379558448920830?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/1230379558448920830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=1230379558448920830' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/1230379558448920830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/1230379558448920830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2010/05/spring-in-madison.html' title='Spring in Madison'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S9y0X1Nc44I/AAAAAAAABD8/TZiZ54nJuXI/s72-c/IMG_8449.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-2578595777125307970</id><published>2010-04-25T13:03:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T13:31:08.345-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-497c8be9bd4f1a4a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=2578595777125307970' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/2578595777125307970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/2578595777125307970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-5043532766677352576</id><published>2010-04-25T11:18:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T11:41:09.952-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday at the 70s skating show</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S9Rua_22sVI/AAAAAAAABDc/SCrMpHErG_4/s1600/IMG_8310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 156px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S9Rua_22sVI/AAAAAAAABDc/SCrMpHErG_4/s200/IMG_8310.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464113658004418898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S9RsaFrjr9I/AAAAAAAABCU/bhIxtcZ8AUU/s1600/IMG_7990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 172px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S9RsaFrjr9I/AAAAAAAABCU/bhIxtcZ8AUU/s200/IMG_7990.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464111443364523986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S9RsZCx8-dI/AAAAAAAABCM/qgxhPj4QD2Q/s1600/IMG_7965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 177px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S9RsZCx8-dI/AAAAAAAABCM/qgxhPj4QD2Q/s200/IMG_7965.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464111425406171602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S9RsYZEhGHI/AAAAAAAABCE/nEpKM0gJAeU/s1600/IMG_7900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 178px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S9RsYZEhGHI/AAAAAAAABCE/nEpKM0gJAeU/s200/IMG_7900.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464111414209747058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S9RsXn3QzoI/AAAAAAAABB8/_9hl4SKkBr0/s1600/IMG_7852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S9RsXn3QzoI/AAAAAAAABB8/_9hl4SKkBr0/s200/IMG_7852.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464111401000816258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few photos from Julia's ice skating show on Saturday.  I got super lucky and was called off of work--sad because I lose $, but happy to be able to attend both performances.  My mom came to the first performance and then took use out for lunch--yummy pasta.  We were deeply disappointed that Ted's dad didn't come, despite the fact that he told Ted twice that he would be there--but so goes it.  &lt;br /&gt;While it was totally exciting to watch my daughter blossom in front of my eyes--it was equally thrilling to be in the stands with Alihan dancing to the music and Rauan standing behind me with his arms around me while he watched his sister.  My husband and mom next to me--what more could I ask for?  We have been blessed beyond our wildest expectations.  &lt;br /&gt;Julia did 2 shows--4 performances in each show.  Yes she slept like an angel!  &lt;br /&gt;Next week first communion, then Julia's birthday and then her figure skating test performance!  Wow-we all need a break!  I'm cutting Julia to ice skating once a week right after her testing.  After all she's not quite 8 and she needs to play.  Heck, I need time to play.  Rauan does his gifted and talented testing this next week.  One way or the other we'll have answers.  I haven't heard anything from the social worker about adjusting Alihan's age.  I'll make another phone call this week.&lt;br /&gt;Time for me to shower so I can go to work.  No complaints from me--having last night off made me a very happy momma!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-5043532766677352576?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/5043532766677352576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=5043532766677352576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/5043532766677352576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/5043532766677352576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2010/04/saturday-at-70s-skating-show.html' title='Saturday at the 70s skating show'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S9Rua_22sVI/AAAAAAAABDc/SCrMpHErG_4/s72-c/IMG_8310.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-8095136004418789538</id><published>2010-04-12T20:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T20:37:17.759-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter and Rauan's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S8PJgID4NuI/AAAAAAAABB0/UPNgEjnZBQ4/s1600/IMG_7643.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 261px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S8PJgID4NuI/AAAAAAAABB0/UPNgEjnZBQ4/s320/IMG_7643.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459428727059920610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S8PJfUR56gI/AAAAAAAABBs/52bkCIWp4OM/s1600/IMG_7709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S8PJfUR56gI/AAAAAAAABBs/52bkCIWp4OM/s320/IMG_7709.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459428713160108546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids are so grown up--and I think Rauan might actually be taller then Julia!  Easter was great.  Church, family for lunch and then just a nice peaceful afternoon.  Occasionally interrupted by extremely sugared up children bouncing off the walls.&lt;br /&gt;2 days later we celebrated Rauan turning 7.  7 already!  We travelled to the Chicago area to Medevil Times.  What a blast!!!!  The photo is the kids with the Green knight--who was our champion.  Chewie was hilarious.  He bounced and did jabs and moves along with the knights.  He actually forgot to eat he was so into the entertainment!  Rauan "almost" forgot to eat.  Growing boy who loves food!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-8095136004418789538?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/8095136004418789538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=8095136004418789538' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/8095136004418789538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/8095136004418789538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-and-rauans-birthday.html' title='Easter and Rauan&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S8PJgID4NuI/AAAAAAAABB0/UPNgEjnZBQ4/s72-c/IMG_7643.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-1599912923666633892</id><published>2010-04-05T19:17:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T19:34:10.319-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S7p-2OyUyHI/AAAAAAAABBk/gX5WcBjcv7I/s1600/IMG_7612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S7p-2OyUyHI/AAAAAAAABBk/gX5WcBjcv7I/s320/IMG_7612.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456813368659986546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S7p-1geV6-I/AAAAAAAABBc/BqOGRza5c2M/s1600/IMG_7623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S7p-1geV6-I/AAAAAAAABBc/BqOGRza5c2M/s320/IMG_7623.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456813356228144098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S7p-1Pu1lvI/AAAAAAAABBU/xxtnwkVMi9w/s1600/IMG_7626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S7p-1Pu1lvI/AAAAAAAABBU/xxtnwkVMi9w/s320/IMG_7626.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456813351733925618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S7p-0V8ofPI/AAAAAAAABBM/fVYmPa0yZgk/s1600/IMG_7641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S7p-0V8ofPI/AAAAAAAABBM/fVYmPa0yZgk/s320/IMG_7641.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456813336222530802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S7p-z_nXnTI/AAAAAAAABBE/BFfp6AQ3mZQ/s1600/IMG_7643.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 261px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S7p-z_nXnTI/AAAAAAAABBE/BFfp6AQ3mZQ/s320/IMG_7643.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456813330227764530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super busy couple of days!  Stayed at home Friday and finished getting the trampoline up.  Julia recovered enough to enjoy it.  Saturday--Easter Egg Hunt at St. Dennis.  This is the last year that Julia could do it--so I'm so glad she felt better!  Of course that would be the only day in the last week that was chilly!  Then busted our butts to get our house reasonably clean for family coming up on Sunday.  Easter --sunny start with a quick thunderstorm midday.  The children looked so adorable--and we actually have flowers growing!  &lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is Rauan's birthday.  Can you believe he will be 7??  I can't.  The time is flying by.  We've started the process to change Alihan's age.  Everything about him screams 5, not almost 7.  Mentally, physically--he's 5.  I really do think his birth certificate was altered.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-1599912923666633892?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/1599912923666633892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=1599912923666633892' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/1599912923666633892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/1599912923666633892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-weekend.html' title='Easter Weekend'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S7p-2OyUyHI/AAAAAAAABBk/gX5WcBjcv7I/s72-c/IMG_7612.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-2023202493586153460</id><published>2010-04-01T14:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T14:13:48.481-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oral surgery aka day 4 spring break</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S7Tt9397DZI/AAAAAAAABAc/FUWH0_HQTeg/s1600/IMG_7585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S7Tt9397DZI/AAAAAAAABAc/FUWH0_HQTeg/s320/IMG_7585.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455246695903989138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S7Tt9Hjj4HI/AAAAAAAABAU/ZHy-Z407cOw/s1600/IMG_7587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S7Tt9Hjj4HI/AAAAAAAABAU/ZHy-Z407cOw/s320/IMG_7587.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455246682908516466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S7Tt8ll0FxI/AAAAAAAABAM/uvgSB91ckq0/s1600/IMG_7589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S7Tt8ll0FxI/AAAAAAAABAM/uvgSB91ckq0/s320/IMG_7589.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455246673791162130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S7Tt8WIsNNI/AAAAAAAABAE/wroky2JXYEE/s1600/IMG_7590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S7Tt8WIsNNI/AAAAAAAABAE/wroky2JXYEE/s320/IMG_7590.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455246669642478802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julia has missed so much school, but she needed teeth extracted.  A little bit more complex then the normal tooth extraction because of the cleft and scar tissue.  &lt;br /&gt;First photo is the before.  Next photo is a photo of her retainer--keeping the expander results in place.  That was put in last week. Third photo is the after.  She was totally miserable when we got home.  Tears--from both her and momma.  Its so horrible when I feel helpless to help my baby.  She totally refused pain medicine.  I finally insisted that she take medicine.   30 minutes later and much improved.  The last photo is right now, eating a Popsicle.  No straws for a week--so I spoon fed her chocolate shake when we got home.  &lt;br /&gt;Now because I am such a dork--Julia is sitting on my new couch and the last photo is my new chair.  I wanted a chair like this since we decided to adopt--so 8 years or so.  And Julia and I fit on it together just fine.  I'm sure when its time--Rauan and I will fit on it and then Chewie and I will fit on it.  It is super snuggly.  Yes, I am a dork.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-2023202493586153460?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/2023202493586153460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=2023202493586153460' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/2023202493586153460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/2023202493586153460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2010/04/oral-surgery-aka-day-4-spring-break.html' title='Oral surgery aka day 4 spring break'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S7Tt9397DZI/AAAAAAAABAc/FUWH0_HQTeg/s72-c/IMG_7585.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-2591753525315930798</id><published>2010-03-31T20:39:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T20:59:55.143-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3 of Spring Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S7P8hunN-DI/AAAAAAAAA_8/a4Cck6w4aOQ/s1600/IMG_7575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S7P8hunN-DI/AAAAAAAAA_8/a4Cck6w4aOQ/s320/IMG_7575.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454981230054209586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S7P8hGVgCsI/AAAAAAAAA_0/GcMwP5_zVHE/s1600/IMG_7580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S7P8hGVgCsI/AAAAAAAAA_0/GcMwP5_zVHE/s320/IMG_7580.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454981219242478274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S7P8ghedYjI/AAAAAAAAA_s/lbCuYEzbynE/s1600/IMG_7584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S7P8ghedYjI/AAAAAAAAA_s/lbCuYEzbynE/s320/IMG_7584.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454981209347940914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we say spoiled??  Ok--not really too much spoiled.  With all that is going on, and mommy guilt--I thought Julia might enjoy a pedicure.  So, off we went this am.  And she's enjoyed it.  Hot pink with blue sparkles.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It got into the 70s here today.  My rose bushes in the front of the house are starting to leaf out.  Ted picked his new bike today and took it for a spin.  Then, a nice run/walk.  I'm really trying, but I do get winded fairly easily with running.  Anything else I'm fine.  Guess that's my new challenge.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, first thing, Julia is off for dental surgery.  It's going to be a rough morning for us.  Lots of ice cream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-2591753525315930798?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/2591753525315930798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=2591753525315930798' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/2591753525315930798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/2591753525315930798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2010/03/day-3-of-spring-break.html' title='Day 3 of Spring Break'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S7P8hunN-DI/AAAAAAAAA_8/a4Cck6w4aOQ/s72-c/IMG_7575.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-6923343300118214468</id><published>2010-03-30T23:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T23:23:26.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2 Of Spring Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S7LMiO0Qv_I/AAAAAAAAA_k/eA0curVfJaI/s1600/IMG_7498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 298px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S7LMiO0Qv_I/AAAAAAAAA_k/eA0curVfJaI/s320/IMG_7498.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454646987164008434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S7LMhuHnpSI/AAAAAAAAA_c/vZFqu6LGhmE/s1600/IMG_7548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S7LMhuHnpSI/AAAAAAAAA_c/vZFqu6LGhmE/s320/IMG_7548.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454646978386830626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S7LMg1sTRpI/AAAAAAAAA_U/yW42gFwiBRg/s1600/DSCN0145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 157px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S7LMg1sTRpI/AAAAAAAAA_U/yW42gFwiBRg/s320/DSCN0145.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454646963239863954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S7LMf1NzUpI/AAAAAAAAA_M/AZv3UtkB664/s1600/DSCN0149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 302px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S7LMf1NzUpI/AAAAAAAAA_M/AZv3UtkB664/s320/DSCN0149.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454646945932071570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we travelled to Chicago.  Met my sister and 2 of her children--Jemma doesn't have break this week--and went to Field's Museum.  The main goal was to see the dinosaurs--the boys current fixation.  The second to last photo--I just burst out laughing when I looked in the rear view mirror and saw this.  I made Ted take a picture.  The last photo is Jemma-who reminded me that she will be 16 this fall.  I reminded her that I used to change her diapers--and that also reminded me of how long I've been a nurse.  She was born when I was finishing up my degree.  Yikes!!&lt;br /&gt;Now what shall tomorrow bring???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-6923343300118214468?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/6923343300118214468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=6923343300118214468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/6923343300118214468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/6923343300118214468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2010/03/day-2-of-spring-break.html' title='Day 2 Of Spring Break'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S7LMiO0Qv_I/AAAAAAAAA_k/eA0curVfJaI/s72-c/IMG_7498.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-286352517533684171</id><published>2010-03-29T20:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T20:38:37.169-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First day spring break</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S7FTnhfd7lI/AAAAAAAAA_E/rv0ehFLeaM4/s1600/IMG_7453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S7FTnhfd7lI/AAAAAAAAA_E/rv0ehFLeaM4/s320/IMG_7453.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454232562192739922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S7FTnbCwIRI/AAAAAAAAA-8/9yWrIrnIKrg/s1600/IMG_7466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 182px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S7FTnbCwIRI/AAAAAAAAA-8/9yWrIrnIKrg/s320/IMG_7466.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454232560461685010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S7FTm1qsTxI/AAAAAAAAA-0/oeYiWQrJva8/s1600/IMG_7473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S7FTm1qsTxI/AAAAAAAAA-0/oeYiWQrJva8/s320/IMG_7473.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454232550428659474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S7FTmICfRrI/AAAAAAAAA-s/BpJAlhCCgIU/s1600/IMG_7492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S7FTmICfRrI/AAAAAAAAA-s/BpJAlhCCgIU/s320/IMG_7492.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454232538180437682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S7FTlk_jEtI/AAAAAAAAA-k/sE9Byyfm4SE/s1600/IMG_7496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S7FTlk_jEtI/AAAAAAAAA-k/sE9Byyfm4SE/s320/IMG_7496.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454232528772862674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta figure out why I only get the wording instead of the photos.  I can't captions them the way I would like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today was the first official day of spring break.  Just to make life easier-I took vacation.  So, after working out today (and yes I ran a bit--trying to break into it!), we went to the zoo.  It's absolutely beautiful in Wisconsin right now--mid 50s and sunny today, so the zoo was perfect.   First photo:  my "monkeys"!&lt;br /&gt;The tiger paced back and forth in front of the glass.  I swear he licked his lips when he paced in front to of the kids.  In the midst of the is the lion started roaring and I had to run behind the kids since roaring meant "something" was going on!  At least according to the kids.&lt;br /&gt;Flamingos are out.&lt;br /&gt;Totally fascinated with the buffaloes--in this photos they are describing the buffalo pooping!  Yep--the poop.  &lt;br /&gt;And last but not least--this is Chewie describing the poop--it was "THAT HUGE"!  What is it about poop that kids love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up: day 2!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-286352517533684171?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/286352517533684171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=286352517533684171' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/286352517533684171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/286352517533684171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2010/03/first-day-spring-break.html' title='First day spring break'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S7FTnhfd7lI/AAAAAAAAA_E/rv0ehFLeaM4/s72-c/IMG_7453.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-5678176086876263784</id><published>2010-03-21T13:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T13:32:06.532-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hockey tournament</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S6Zkn6fq5CI/AAAAAAAAA-c/abs4D1-Ze88/s1600-h/IMG_7347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 362px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S6Zkn6fq5CI/AAAAAAAAA-c/abs4D1-Ze88/s400/IMG_7347.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451155035858330658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S6ZknSGNm9I/AAAAAAAAA-U/2CpWBVaFlMQ/s1600-h/IMG_7320.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S6ZknSGNm9I/AAAAAAAAA-U/2CpWBVaFlMQ/s400/IMG_7320.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451155025014135762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S6ZkmqE3hrI/AAAAAAAAA-M/bSvkA0Y9Jas/s1600-h/IMG_7258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 332px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S6ZkmqE3hrI/AAAAAAAAA-M/bSvkA0Y9Jas/s400/IMG_7258.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451155014271076018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S6ZkmIQb1aI/AAAAAAAAA-E/_QutSMxMCro/s1600-h/IMG_7242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S6ZkmIQb1aI/AAAAAAAAA-E/_QutSMxMCro/s400/IMG_7242.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451155005192787362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S6Zklk0wl-I/AAAAAAAAA98/fV6qRxxs5vM/s1600-h/IMG_7227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S6Zklk0wl-I/AAAAAAAAA98/fV6qRxxs5vM/s400/IMG_7227.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451154995681466338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh, so it is the end of the hockey season.  I get my house back--I think!  But of course, without hockey, what will the kids do?  Soccer!  Julia has a figure skating test session the day after her birthday.  So much for her birthday celebration.  We'll think of something.  Plus its time plan for our very first, first communion of the Pritchard household.  This one at least will be age appropriate--veruses our children being baptized at an "older" age.  This spring and summer looks exciting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-5678176086876263784?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/5678176086876263784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=5678176086876263784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/5678176086876263784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/5678176086876263784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2010/03/ahhh-so-it-is-end-of-hockey-season.html' title='Hockey tournament'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S6Zkn6fq5CI/AAAAAAAAA-c/abs4D1-Ze88/s72-c/IMG_7347.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-4544416269745072840</id><published>2010-03-19T19:16:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T19:34:05.261-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Death, Springtime and life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S6QXeLMNYsI/AAAAAAAAA90/jQjh47KDvwI/s1600-h/IMG_6934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 371px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S6QXeLMNYsI/AAAAAAAAA90/jQjh47KDvwI/s400/IMG_6934.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450507256192656066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S6QXddczzRI/AAAAAAAAA9s/zvQwneBXAnk/s1600-h/IMG_6903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S6QXddczzRI/AAAAAAAAA9s/zvQwneBXAnk/s400/IMG_6903.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450507243914251538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S6QXc9V9vdI/AAAAAAAAA9k/yOBWAGfGMFg/s1600-h/IMG_6902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S6QXc9V9vdI/AAAAAAAAA9k/yOBWAGfGMFg/s400/IMG_6902.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450507235295608274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S6QXcQCfT2I/AAAAAAAAA9c/8bNy-sJRxr0/s1600-h/IMG_6897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S6QXcQCfT2I/AAAAAAAAA9c/8bNy-sJRxr0/s400/IMG_6897.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450507223134326626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a rough couple of weeks.  On March 7 we got a call from Ted's dad that Janet--Ted's mom--was failing fast and was not expected to last until morning.  Let me tell you--we busted ass getting to Milwaukee.  Rough is the only way to describe it.  While we lost my dad 2 1/2 years ago--their memories of my dad were of him alert and responsive.  I didn't get a chance to say goodbye with dad.  I got the call on him but I didn't make it in time before he passed.  Janet passed about 3 hours after we left.  The children got to say goodbye, Ted did and so did I.  Chewie and Rauan didn't really get it, but Julia did.  It was hard.  &lt;br /&gt;The funeral was last Tuesday.  Needless to say, again difficult.  I lost it when I looked over and their were tears running down her face.  Ted told me when he saw tears in Rauan's eyes, he almost started crying.  Chewie--well, he kind of just watched us trying to figure it all out. &lt;br /&gt;Spring is finally upon us.  To help release some of the sadness--and just because we love it--we went to Olbrich gardens after school and ran around.  Pictures snapped.   Energy burned.&lt;br /&gt;On April 28, Rauan is going to be tested for the gifted and talented program.  I don't know if St. Dennis will be able to accomadate him if he does test high.  What to do?  Well, not going to worry about that until it is upon us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-4544416269745072840?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/4544416269745072840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=4544416269745072840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/4544416269745072840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/4544416269745072840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2010/03/death-springtime-and-life.html' title='Death, Springtime and life'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S6QXeLMNYsI/AAAAAAAAA90/jQjh47KDvwI/s72-c/IMG_6934.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-8655524686075772490</id><published>2010-03-06T11:21:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T11:32:08.935-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Skating and hockey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S5KQA5LSR7I/AAAAAAAAA9U/mw3Fi8tsj5E/s1600-h/IMG_6657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S5KQA5LSR7I/AAAAAAAAA9U/mw3Fi8tsj5E/s400/IMG_6657.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445573244466907058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S5KQAk_G3ZI/AAAAAAAAA9M/eUdDfXS6TRU/s1600-h/IMG_6738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 326px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S5KQAk_G3ZI/AAAAAAAAA9M/eUdDfXS6TRU/s400/IMG_6738.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445573239047118226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S5KQAOxSFoI/AAAAAAAAA9E/REvOD_fty34/s1600-h/IMG_6698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 377px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S5KQAOxSFoI/AAAAAAAAA9E/REvOD_fty34/s400/IMG_6698.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445573233083553410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S5KP_hcIEYI/AAAAAAAAA88/7eOSe7lEvdo/s1600-h/IMG_6700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 345px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S5KP_hcIEYI/AAAAAAAAA88/7eOSe7lEvdo/s400/IMG_6700.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445573220915220866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, for some reason I can't see the photos until this publishes.  Another blogger whoops.  &lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Julia is doing loop jumps now--and actually had her coach come look for me so she could show off.  So, her is mid-jump and another with the almost always smile on her face.  Seriously, the child puts on her skates and goes out on the ice--and her face just lights up!&lt;br /&gt;Next is Rauan who is always asking to be in the goalie getup.  Why---who knows?  That's Rauan.  He is doing so much better now that he is receiving asthma meds.  The difference is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;Next is Chewie.  Ted moved him into a few cross-ice practices to give him experience.  This was a drill they were doing.  Not sure what it was--since I really still know next to nothing about hockey--but I thought he looked pretty cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-8655524686075772490?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/8655524686075772490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=8655524686075772490' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/8655524686075772490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/8655524686075772490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2010/03/skating-and-hockey.html' title='Skating and hockey'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S5KQA5LSR7I/AAAAAAAAA9U/mw3Fi8tsj5E/s72-c/IMG_6657.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-3661112741824501477</id><published>2010-03-06T09:57:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T09:59:15.718-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Private</title><content type='html'>Going private.  For those who wish to continue to read, please let me know and I'll enter you in.  I'll set this up to private starting March 12.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-3661112741824501477?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/3661112741824501477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=3661112741824501477' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/3661112741824501477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/3661112741824501477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2010/03/private.html' title='Private'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-599885045273419500</id><published>2010-03-03T09:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T09:43:52.180-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cha Cha Changes</title><content type='html'>As I get ready to go look for a new sofa--#3 (or is it 4) in 11 years, I'm realizing how much my life has changed in that timeframe.  Stagnant to always moving.  From waiting for something to happen to MAKING it happen.  From very quiet to very loud.  Still pretty messy, but, hey, some things never do change.&lt;div&gt;Without letting himself sound too wonderful its almost as if there was 2 different lives for me; BT (before Ted) and AT (After Ted).  Never knew a damn thing about sports, much less hockey and figure skating.  My van can now drive itself to the ice arena and yes, I can tie skates in my sleep.  Never left the country before (except Canada to see relatives)--now I travelled to the other side of the world, numerous times--and look forward to doing it again.  Of course, this time I won't bring another child home with me!  I've lost one of my heroes (Dad), but I've gained 3 more (Julia, Rauan, and Alihan).  Their strength amazes me.  I entered nursing as a field to earn decent money--and Hell no, there was no way I would work with children.  Now, instead of a job, I passionately work in a field I love and actively try to improve--pediatric nursing.  I've discovered that instead of being a wimp, I'm incredibly strong--even stronger with my husband at my side.  We've lived through what would bury most people--stuff I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy--and we're stronger then before. Eleven years ago, I didn't know what a cleft lip and palate were--now, I'm teaching people and nurses about clefting.  I'll try most anything now (snowshoeing anyone, how about skating?) where previously I would have run--not walked--in the opposite direction.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life amazes me.  Now as we are into the second decade of our marriage, I wonder what the future will bring.  Our children will start their entry into the teenage years--which will surely test our strength yet again!  We'll have to make decisions about moving or staying here.  Careers--humm, what will that bring?  I can't see myself ever leaving the field of pediatrics--but I probably will move into something besides the floor.  Although I do see myself as always being a hands on nurse.  Will Ted stay at Covance and in what capacity?  Only time will tell.  We do want to pursue international adoptions--education, helping the children left behind, medical missions, etc.  As our children get older, we want to travel more.  Which leads to the next question--if Julia is as good at figure skating as we've been lead to believe, what then?  As funny as it sounds, Ted could "retire" from Covance in the next 10 years.  We'll have the option of a parent always being able to travel.  Nursing, it sure is incredibly flexible.  There is always a need--and where there is a need, there is a job.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is always "what ifs" and there is always plans.  If I have learned anything, it is that life changes in the blink of an eye.  Those of us that have learned to embrace change, thrive.  I'm learning--it hasn't been easy, but I'm learning.  I've learned that God has plans for us, and although we have our expectations--God's plans are better.  Trust--trust yourself, trust your spouse and support system, and most of all, trust God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-599885045273419500?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/599885045273419500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=599885045273419500' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/599885045273419500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/599885045273419500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2010/03/cha-cha-changes.html' title='Cha Cha Changes'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-3456599798288407582</id><published>2010-02-27T07:42:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T07:58:09.549-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick</title><content type='html'>I am sick.  &lt;div&gt;Not just physical sick either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's not take away from the fact that since the middle of January I have been sick with something.  Got over it--for 5 days!!, then sick again.  "Healthy" for a week and seriously, within 6 hours of being done with that damn telemetry test-started getting congested and not being able to swallow.  Well, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; got a 97%, but between working my ass off at work and then taking on the additional (required) burden of learning something we NEVER USE and I tried to learn once before and failed--it was the straw that broke the camel's back.  I would like to actually get one decent night sleep without Ted's snoring waking me up, all 3 children sleeping through the night, a cat not jumping on my head, the phone not ringing, and me being actually able to breath.  Just one night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now let's going on to the mental illness--which I'm sure contributes to the physical.  I am damn sick of being the only functional person around.  I'm sick of people whining about poor pitiful me--when its their own behavior that got them into that situation.  I'm sorry, but Ted and I work our asses off and we don't ask for shit!  We paid for 3 international adoptions out of our own pockets--yes we have a home equity loan--but considering everything, we owe very little.  We have 3 children in private school and fairly expensive activities--and we pay for it OURSELVES.  We didn't feel the need for fancy vacations, fancy homes, or a fancy vehicle--although I do like the heated seats in the Envoy after work--but by God, our kids come first.  Maybe that's the difference, Ted and I don't whine and bitch--we just do.  So don't come and lay your poor pitiful feel sorry for me issues on me.  You made your bed, you lie in it.  And next time you pull shit for attention, think twice.  You know that little boy that cried wolf.  Well, next time you might not get that attention quick enough.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ted and I have enough to worry about.  Unless you are going to offer us a hand--without cost--get lost.  Ted's mom is dying, we have 3 kids to raise, bills to pay and I work 2 emotionally draining jobs (which I love).  Bug off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-3456599798288407582?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/3456599798288407582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=3456599798288407582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/3456599798288407582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/3456599798288407582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2010/02/sick.html' title='Sick'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-3991347385022201942</id><published>2010-02-20T13:42:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T14:16:49.143-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Night out</title><content type='html'>Well facebook is being a pain, so I'm posting here.  A mom needs night out and my P5 coworkers did too.  To celebrate a couple of birthdays, we went to an "adult entertainment" place in Lake Geneva.   When I told Ted, he laughed his hiney off and then encouraged it.   Wild night!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4A-NTb7VVI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/4Jhokfbk_q8/s1600-h/DSCN0122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4A-NTb7VVI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/4Jhokfbk_q8/s400/DSCN0122.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440416748140189010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shelly and Kristen.  Shelly is one of our birthday girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4A-NMWk70I/AAAAAAAAA7I/nTbZT4RlStY/s1600-h/DSCN0131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4A-NMWk70I/AAAAAAAAA7I/nTbZT4RlStY/s400/DSCN0131.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440416746238701378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Laura, with her trophy tshirt.  I think we saw a side of Laura that would surprise her daughters!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4A-MmfyRaI/AAAAAAAAA7A/6tzhMG8LhEs/s1600-h/DSCN0125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4A-MmfyRaI/AAAAAAAAA7A/6tzhMG8LhEs/s400/DSCN0125.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440416736076776866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Melissa and Angela--way happy--and yes, Angela is holding a type of "shot glass" that was new to me.  I'm way out of touch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4A-MYdm68I/AAAAAAAAA64/SG7OiLEzRh4/s1600-h/DSCN0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4A-MYdm68I/AAAAAAAAA64/SG7OiLEzRh4/s400/DSCN0078.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440416732309547970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ann, Laura and Lisa.  Not sure what they were laughing over--but I guess it was good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4A-L9z2a4I/AAAAAAAAA6w/awuC9fUSoAk/s1600-h/DSCN0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4A-L9z2a4I/AAAAAAAAA6w/awuC9fUSoAk/s400/DSCN0036.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440416725155081090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's a few of us settling down at a table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4A8A_u_DAI/AAAAAAAAA6o/0W_LEu3M9Zc/s1600-h/DSCN0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4A8A_u_DAI/AAAAAAAAA6o/0W_LEu3M9Zc/s400/DSCN0019.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440414337669729282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ann, Angela and Kristen in the limo--ready to party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4A8ATOF0PI/AAAAAAAAA6g/IR4z-4QeBOM/s1600-h/DSCN0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4A8ATOF0PI/AAAAAAAAA6g/IR4z-4QeBOM/s400/DSCN0018.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440414325720600818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is darling Anne, who has talked/held my hand through a tattoo, PALS, now an adult entertainment place.  What's next???  But what great company for these experiences!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4A8ABbKYyI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/kKVPob5MVdA/s1600-h/DSCN0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4A8ABbKYyI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/kKVPob5MVdA/s400/DSCN0015.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440414320943588130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miss Julie and myself.  One of our newest brides on P5 (she married in May).  We laughed so hard the whole night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4A7_kXX53I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/4Jnx-nX7KPI/s1600-h/DSCN0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4A7_kXX53I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/4Jnx-nX7KPI/s400/DSCN0007.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440414313143068530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Holly, Katie and Ann.  Holly was originally a nurse that I started out precepting--until that darn uterus decided to act up.  All 3 incredible nurses and incredible people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4A7_QUURjI/AAAAAAAAA6I/5XaRicrgyAY/s1600-h/DSCN0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4A7_QUURjI/AAAAAAAAA6I/5XaRicrgyAY/s400/DSCN0002.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440414307761538610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The limo--ok, not such a great picture--but I bought a point and shoot camera for this.  Actually I told Ted this is his camera but I was borrowing it for the night.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, there are more pictures--but this is for the general family!  Again, hubby just shook his head at me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-3991347385022201942?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/3991347385022201942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=3991347385022201942' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/3991347385022201942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/3991347385022201942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2010/02/night-out.html' title='Night out'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4A-NTb7VVI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/4Jhokfbk_q8/s72-c/DSCN0122.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-6042353828084168788</id><published>2010-02-17T12:25:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T12:53:10.099-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Temper Tantrums/Orphanage Rage</title><content type='html'>I don't know if I mentioned Rauan's history.  First off I love and adore Rauan.  When we first brought him home, not so much.  Fat, sullen, not really wanting to be part of our family and frequently prone to violent rages/temper tantrums.  Breaking things, throwing stuff at the walls, kicking me, punching holes in the walls, kicking the walls.  This could go on for hours--and as often as 5 plus times a day.  As time went on, they became less frequent and decreased in aggression.  He grew into the sweet, loving, adorable extremely intelligent little boy we know and love.  Months without a rage.  &lt;div&gt;Until today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Up early in the am, again into the envelopes, taking stamps, yelling at his brother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Took money from his brother--and that was ugly.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Called me a few not so pleasant names--yes he is learning some of those things at the catholic school--its all over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Started the violent kicking of walls.  Ok--time to sit and cool it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Threw stuff at me.  "Knock it off or I'm calling dad"  His reply "go ahead".  At that point, time to face the wall.  Dad is on the phone (I've had to have Ted run interference due to his violence).  a few more filthy things out of his mouth.  Warned that if it happens again, soap to the mouth.  (No flames--it teaches a lesson and it isn't harmful to his system--and it tastes nasty--a good reminder)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, what does he do?  Spits on his sister-and filth from his mouth.  Off to the bathroom.  Soap in the mouth.  And then the physical aggression started.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I called school and warned Sr. Eileen of what was going on.  I let him go on for a few more minutes with his kicking and throwing things.  Then, time for school.  He continues crying and carrying on--too bad, too sad.  Life goes on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Julia and Chewie ready for school.  Rauan still carrying on.  Told him to get his school stuff together or he is going to school like that.  So, Rauan crying and carrying on--gets ready for school.  Into the truck.  Throwing stuff still.  Tell him to knock it off.  He says he isn't going to school.  Oh yes you are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pull into school parking lot.  Julia and Chewie off to school (trying to make a break for it, I'm sure).  Rauan continues to carry on.  Call to dad.  Dad--"ask him if he wants me to leave work and escort him into school"  Rauan "NO!!".  At that point I told him I can sit there all day and wait.  And his school friends will see him acting this way when they come out for recess. Finally, Rauan calms enough to walk into school.  I escort him in.  Stop and talk with the kindergarten teacher who has worked with post traumatized kids.  She tells me that Chewie told her right away that Rauan got his mouth washed with soap--GREAT.  Tell her my concerns--that while these are getting less frequent, he is getting older, stronger and bigger.  She has some ideas for me.  Thank goodness because I'm at my wits end.  Talk to Sr. Eileen and tell her to call if there is any issue--but based upon the past, he'll probably be amazingly good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Home and exhaustion for me.  Work tonight.  And start all over again tomorrow.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-6042353828084168788?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/6042353828084168788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=6042353828084168788' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/6042353828084168788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/6042353828084168788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2010/02/temper-tantrumsorphanage-rage.html' title='Temper Tantrums/Orphanage Rage'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-6651349596816261697</id><published>2010-02-15T18:39:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T18:50:40.402-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos</title><content type='html'>As promised, Julia's second palate expander.  The wires that you see are working to push out those front teeth.  The brown stain on her tooth is from some blood--the tooth is ready to go.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S3nqNqU9VfI/AAAAAAAAA6A/I3TlPtguH1k/s1600-h/IMG_6531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S3nqNqU9VfI/AAAAAAAAA6A/I3TlPtguH1k/s400/IMG_6531.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438635545447978482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rauan's&lt;/span&gt; twisted teeth.  The dentist said probably the end of the summer, we'll be at the orthodontist for him.  The 6 year old molars are coming through so once that's complete.....we start the process over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S3nqNTZZgXI/AAAAAAAAA54/OlDSH7HJy-w/s1600-h/IMG_6534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S3nqNTZZgXI/AAAAAAAAA54/OlDSH7HJy-w/s400/IMG_6534.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438635539292586354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Chewie&lt;/span&gt; is a different situation all together.  He'll be "7" this summer--and there isn't even a sign of those molars.  Besides being a year behind developmentally--he is also physically.  Ted and I are starting to wonder if his birth date have been changed--either deliberately or accidentally.  It would totally fit.  If that's right--I really do have stair steps!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-6651349596816261697?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/6651349596816261697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=6651349596816261697' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/6651349596816261697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/6651349596816261697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2010/02/photos.html' title='Photos'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S3nqNqU9VfI/AAAAAAAAA6A/I3TlPtguH1k/s72-c/IMG_6531.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-2360230468293226778</id><published>2010-02-15T11:19:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T11:29:03.246-06:00</updated><title type='text'>And now for the next surgery</title><content type='html'>Julia has had her second palate expander on now for a week.  Ted actually turned it last night--I guess there is a first for everything.  I do have to say--she was pretty pissed at me when she found out she was going to have to a second one placed.  But, got through it just like we do with everything else.&lt;div&gt;Today was the appt. with the oral surgeon.  She's going to have about 9 teeth removed.  One might fall out before then (we can only hope).  Also her 6 year old molar on the lower left side just does not seem to want to make an appearance.  It's there--but not breaking through.  So, he is going to basically remove a layer of gum and the "eggshell covering" to hopefully to coax it into joining the rest of Julia's toothy grin! There is 3 or 4 teeth in Julia's cleft area that will be removed--basically digging into her gumline and mouth.  YUCK!  Poor kid.  But Julia is just like her mom--the surgeon started talking about post surgical pain meds and she looked up at him and said "I don't like those things they make me feel funny".  Please God--let that continue through the teenage years!  Such a strong-willed child.  So, surgery is planned for April 1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later today I take all three kids to the dentist.  Yep, day off and I just can't get away from the "medical/dental" field.  I would guess I'm going to hear about Rauan starting with the orthodontist and a palate expander.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since tonight is free--I'm going to try and get some pictures of Julia's palate expander.  It's a little different then the old one.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-2360230468293226778?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/2360230468293226778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=2360230468293226778' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/2360230468293226778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/2360230468293226778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2010/02/and-now-for-next-surgery.html' title='And now for the next surgery'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-1198074254302855209</id><published>2010-02-07T19:56:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T20:14:27.557-06:00</updated><title type='text'>and the rest of the weekend</title><content type='html'>No pictures of the Pritchard family at the waterpark.  Momma--the "photographer" was too busy playing to take photos--besides no one wants to see me in a bathing suit!  What a blast!  Hopefully next year, Chewie will be tall enough to go on the "big kid" rides.  I spent more time running up and down stairs carrying a double tube so I could ride with either Julia or Rauan.  My legs are killing me today.  &lt;div&gt;When we got to the tubing hill, it didn't open until 1:30.  Like we were going to wait around that long while there is precious winter daylight!  So, off to try a new winter activity--which I totally LOVED.  Ted is in amazement--an OUTDOOR(!!!),WINTER ACTIVITY(!!!!), that I LOVED(!!!).  Snowshoeing.  Honest to God outdoor winter activity.  I guess its hiking in winter--but what a workout!  Loved it and I think I'm going to purchase some snowshoes.  I've already been looking for local rental places (and found a few), plus we are expecting 6-9 inches of snow this week.  YES!!!  ( I know--it did freeze over.  Janiece looking forward to snow--what alternate universe is this?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, here's a few photos of a new fav:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Pritchard clan out and about.  Chewie in his normal position--trying to get  upright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S29wHA6BkhI/AAAAAAAAA5g/T1ZFq5M--Cc/s1600-h/IMG_6509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S29wHA6BkhI/AAAAAAAAA5g/T1ZFq5M--Cc/s400/IMG_6509.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435686541064245778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What a view!!!  Rib Mountain in Wausau WI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S29wGiqFGRI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/tu-zchRqVYo/s1600-h/IMG_6523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S29wGiqFGRI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/tu-zchRqVYo/s400/IMG_6523.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435686532944304402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ted attempting to coach.  Alot like his soccer coaching--learning as he goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S29wGMStZ1I/AAAAAAAAA5Q/AgrAnmwLi_I/s1600-h/IMG_6492.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S29wGMStZ1I/AAAAAAAAA5Q/AgrAnmwLi_I/s400/IMG_6492.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435686526940702546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;C'mon mom.  Put that camera aware and let's go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S29wFoZlcxI/AAAAAAAAA5I/dfSTsnh9Ln4/s1600-h/IMG_6486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S29wFoZlcxI/AAAAAAAAA5I/dfSTsnh9Ln4/s400/IMG_6486.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435686517305864978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh did I mention the other advantage of snowshoes?  Yep, the camera goes along and I can snowshoe and snap photos at the same time.  That sounds normal for me--doing 2 things at 1 time!  No hockey pictures for today--I was just too darn tired!  But I did manage to get Julia's first communion dress to the seamstress.  Progress!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-1198074254302855209?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/1198074254302855209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=1198074254302855209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/1198074254302855209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/1198074254302855209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2010/02/and-rest-of-weekend.html' title='and the rest of the weekend'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S29wHA6BkhI/AAAAAAAAA5g/T1ZFq5M--Cc/s72-c/IMG_6509.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-2599578688766131147</id><published>2010-02-05T21:49:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T22:14:23.683-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The games</title><content type='html'>Wausau has been so much fun!   It started off rough.  We arrived last night and we got a phone call from Ted's dad.  They are going to stop Janet's dialysis--which means she'll soon be our newest angel in heaven, joining my dad in watching over us.  &lt;div&gt;We took the kids to the water park last night and guess what?  Julia and Rauan finally hit the height mark--big kid rides!!  I think I made the cool mom mark--I went on the rides with them! Laughing the whole time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This am it was off to practice ice--way too early.  Then a search for coffee--the most important part of the day.  Picked up the boys and off to the skating arena.  I was quickly roped in by the other skating moms and we have joined the figure skating "cult".  Yes--hair glitter, makeup and fancy outfits.  Damn it--its toddlers and tiaras on hormones.  Julia had a good time and that's all that matter.  Below is Julia with her coach Stephanie and another student, Heather.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S2znSQ0vlYI/AAAAAAAAA5A/XXyldRLvAiM/s1600-h/IMG_6468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 263px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S2znSQ0vlYI/AAAAAAAAA5A/XXyldRLvAiM/s400/IMG_6468.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434973151269197186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Julia in the midst of her program.  She forgot it halfway and improvised.  In a pretty smooth way actually.  Not bad for a 7 year old competing with kids about 2 years older then her--and with a heck more experience.  Also, some of the girls were skating below their level just to win  a medal.  Really--what does that teach them???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S2znRxSXjoI/AAAAAAAAA44/n2DubAS0jSA/s1600-h/IMG_6475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 327px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S2znRxSXjoI/AAAAAAAAA44/n2DubAS0jSA/s400/IMG_6475.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434973142803517058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyways, off my soapbox.  Isn't that a nice straight line?  I think its great progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S2znRX6hv8I/AAAAAAAAA4w/1b8b0LJQgOM/s1600-h/IMG_6474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 217px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S2znRX6hv8I/AAAAAAAAA4w/1b8b0LJQgOM/s400/IMG_6474.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434973135992635330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Getting ready to go into a spin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S2znROxn2PI/AAAAAAAAA4o/TVajtETPC58/s1600-h/IMG_6470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 354px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S2znROxn2PI/AAAAAAAAA4o/TVajtETPC58/s400/IMG_6470.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434973133539367154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Makeup and glitter!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Julia came in 7th out of 8.  First time at Badger State Games--so I thought that was fine.  We came here for fun and experience--not a medal.  Quite honestly, I didn't want her to win anything--what does that teach her?   She was more excited about the sweatshirt that she got--with the iron-ons that she got to pick out--and had her name on it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ted spent most of his time--after he digested everything about his mom--laughing at me.  He says I've been sucked in.  Sucked in to what may I ask?? What makes my daughter happy?  I think what is important is this what Julia wants and I go by her yeses and nos.  As happened last summer--Julia didn't want to skate so she didn't skate.  She let us know when she was ready to start again and we followed her lead.  Personally I enjoyed the water park and the joy of going down the slides with the kids--and the laughter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-2599578688766131147?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/2599578688766131147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=2599578688766131147' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/2599578688766131147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/2599578688766131147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2010/02/games.html' title='The games'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S2znSQ0vlYI/AAAAAAAAA5A/XXyldRLvAiM/s72-c/IMG_6468.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-6447811865559152583</id><published>2010-02-02T08:35:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T08:38:52.366-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter Blahs</title><content type='html'>As I look out my window and see all this "lovely" snow--I realize there really isn't much to post.  Badger State games this weekend--so that will lead to something.  So, to follow some other blogs--I thought hey--I want to educate people--so ask questions.  So everyone throw questions out about parenting, clefting issues, am I totally crazy having kids so close in age(yes), etc.  Let's see how interesting we can make it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-6447811865559152583?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/6447811865559152583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=6447811865559152583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/6447811865559152583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/6447811865559152583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2010/02/winter-blahs.html' title='Winter Blahs'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-4765318744784139529</id><published>2010-02-01T00:26:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T00:30:30.168-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Chewie</title><content type='html'>Just so we don't forget why its called the 5 Pritchards........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S2Z0g3g3noI/AAAAAAAAA4g/sC5Edx1Td8E/s1600-h/IMG_6175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 317px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S2Z0g3g3noI/AAAAAAAAA4g/sC5Edx1Td8E/s400/IMG_6175.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433158108475530882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mr. Happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S2Z0gfMPdSI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/9rVBuBsazz8/s1600-h/IMG_6174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 354px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S2Z0gfMPdSI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/9rVBuBsazz8/s400/IMG_6174.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433158101946561826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But mom, don't you want to see this Airhead in my mouth--I like to share!!! (yuck)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rauan and Julia have had so much going on lately that Chewie has just been hanging out.  Had to share that cute face.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-4765318744784139529?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/4765318744784139529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=4765318744784139529' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/4765318744784139529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/4765318744784139529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2010/02/just-chewie.html' title='Just Chewie'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S2Z0g3g3noI/AAAAAAAAA4g/sC5Edx1Td8E/s72-c/IMG_6175.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-2819656529320517672</id><published>2010-01-28T20:25:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T20:29:00.177-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Julia skating pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S2JHvVRMDaI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/-Lf7ytoUfk4/s1600-h/IMG_6098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 385px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S2JHvVRMDaI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/-Lf7ytoUfk4/s400/IMG_6098.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431982979050900898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S2JHuyJiO_I/AAAAAAAAA4I/B_9GBnM8KcE/s1600-h/IMG_6101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S2JHuyJiO_I/AAAAAAAAA4I/B_9GBnM8KcE/s400/IMG_6101.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431982969623559154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S2JHuUA3BiI/AAAAAAAAA4A/ROcE7be0VDg/s1600-h/IMG_6095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S2JHuUA3BiI/AAAAAAAAA4A/ROcE7be0VDg/s400/IMG_6095.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431982961534109218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few photos of Julia's skating/practicing for Badger state games.  She's growing up so quick!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-2819656529320517672?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/2819656529320517672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=2819656529320517672' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/2819656529320517672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/2819656529320517672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2010/01/julia-skating-pictures.html' title='Julia skating pictures'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S2JHvVRMDaI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/-Lf7ytoUfk4/s72-c/IMG_6098.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-6365385915483172664</id><published>2010-01-24T20:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T20:51:32.584-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What a week!</title><content type='html'>Oh what a couple of weeks really!  Work has literally been insane.  I'm not even going to get into idiotic ,child abusing, dangerous parents--but honestly people.  What is it--the weather? the economy?  or just the cycle of events?  This combined with annual review, telemetry exam and the eagerly(not so much) anticipated PALS--this week (and I should be studying for).  I'm ready for a break!&lt;div&gt;So, here comes the weekend.  First up Julia's first communion retreat.  This wonderful/crazy mommy worked the "bread-making" section with Julia's teacher and a few other second grade parents.  Plus Erin, who is part of the kitchen staff--who came in to help despite the fact she was in serious pain due to a fall on the ice Friday evening.  Part of the January thaw includes ice, ice and more ice.  Gotta love Wisconsin.  Anyways, despite the fact I was supporting my eyelids with toothpicks--it was fun watching the second graders.  I got out the camera and started snapping away.  Here's a few of the kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S10DpEznz9I/AAAAAAAAA3I/OW640eRgtTM/s1600-h/IMG_5645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S10DpEznz9I/AAAAAAAAA3I/OW640eRgtTM/s400/IMG_5645.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430500729878466514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Princess Julia in the circle discussion group--see the flour there on her shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S10DoukB2BI/AAAAAAAAA3A/eSkdn_EcUbk/s1600-h/IMG_5623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 399px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S10DoukB2BI/AAAAAAAAA3A/eSkdn_EcUbk/s400/IMG_5623.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430500723907483666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With her partner, getting ready to stir up the dry ingredients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S10DoHBkV1I/AAAAAAAAA24/0iV27UUbzRk/s1600-h/IMG_5884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S10DoHBkV1I/AAAAAAAAA24/0iV27UUbzRk/s400/IMG_5884.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430500713293961042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What's a weekend without hockey?  418 photos of those games.  Yes, I'm nuts--but in a nice way--I think.  Here's Bubba.  He was diagnosed with asthma this week--started on albuteral inhaler and singular this week.  I think its made a difference.  He doesn't seem to work quite so hard--I mean not that he ever did--but breathing seems to be much easier for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S10Dnf3NNMI/AAAAAAAAA2w/b3MwUb7_QNA/s1600-h/IMG_5968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 389px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S10Dnf3NNMI/AAAAAAAAA2w/b3MwUb7_QNA/s400/IMG_5968.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430500702781519042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bubba skating--with ice on his butt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No photos of Chewie this week.  I missed his hockey d/t the retreat--although I understand he was benched AGAIN for not listening.  There is a reason he is my last child--love him, but he is just a little shit!  With an impish smile whenever he thinks he "might" get away with it.  Boys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-6365385915483172664?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/6365385915483172664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=6365385915483172664' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/6365385915483172664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/6365385915483172664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-week.html' title='What a week!'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S10DpEznz9I/AAAAAAAAA3I/OW640eRgtTM/s72-c/IMG_5645.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-4525379379678276029</id><published>2010-01-09T19:29:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T19:38:06.081-06:00</updated><title type='text'>More Hockey photos</title><content type='html'>First my constant companion.  I can definitely see a difference in her upper lip/palate area.  She also demanded I take a picture of her.  Can we say spoiled???  Just a wee bit.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S0kuX-vmCPI/AAAAAAAAA2o/qS60wCVA1Ic/s1600-h/IMG_4687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S0kuX-vmCPI/AAAAAAAAA2o/qS60wCVA1Ic/s400/IMG_4687.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424918215658965234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And there is Bubba (with his "girlfriend"  but we won't say anything =--wink wink.  He was looking for her before the game).  The blue cross ice team played against the rink rats.  That studio rink was crowded!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S0kuXbRSNJI/AAAAAAAAA2g/az1AF_k05Y8/s1600-h/IMG_4832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 340px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S0kuXbRSNJI/AAAAAAAAA2g/az1AF_k05Y8/s400/IMG_4832.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424918206136595602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chewie--attempting to listen.  Notice I said attempting.  It seems to be a chore for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S0kuW2KLU-I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/RAF2Umn_83A/s1600-h/IMG_4612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S0kuW2KLU-I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/RAF2Umn_83A/s400/IMG_4612.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424918196174672866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-4525379379678276029?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/4525379379678276029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=4525379379678276029' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/4525379379678276029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/4525379379678276029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2010/01/more-hockey-photos.html' title='More Hockey photos'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S0kuX-vmCPI/AAAAAAAAA2o/qS60wCVA1Ic/s72-c/IMG_4687.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-1411452023391781872</id><published>2010-01-04T17:10:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T17:18:33.211-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hockey!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S0J2xBI9MjI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/NLudoNQlyws/s1600-h/IMG_4521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 359px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S0J2xBI9MjI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/NLudoNQlyws/s400/IMG_4521.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423027485799166514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Ham!!!!  He saw me from the bleachers snapping this shoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S0J2w4dgT0I/AAAAAAAAA2I/RwNeA-V-oH8/s1600-h/IMG_4372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 220px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S0J2w4dgT0I/AAAAAAAAA2I/RwNeA-V-oH8/s400/IMG_4372.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423027483469434690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Go Bubba Go!!  He wanted to be #1 when it was time to choose jerseys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S0J2wUaT7NI/AAAAAAAAA2A/BB0kvv090EU/s1600-h/IMG_4369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S0J2wUaT7NI/AAAAAAAAA2A/BB0kvv090EU/s400/IMG_4369.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423027473792363730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the smile.  Someone likes hockey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-1411452023391781872?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/1411452023391781872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=1411452023391781872' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/1411452023391781872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/1411452023391781872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2010/01/hockey.html' title='Hockey!!!'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S0J2xBI9MjI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/NLudoNQlyws/s72-c/IMG_4521.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-8976340394189064031</id><published>2010-01-02T23:59:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T00:12:47.605-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2 years</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S0AzviSthVI/AAAAAAAAA14/f-4aGseqtlE/s1600-h/IMG_4274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S0AzviSthVI/AAAAAAAAA14/f-4aGseqtlE/s400/IMG_4274.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422390843106231634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disgustingly cold weather in Wisconsin.  And when I said something to Ted, he reminded me that 2 years ago-we were boarding a plane to travel to the other side of the world to met our third child, Alihan.   Are you kidding me??  2 years!!!!  It doesn't seem possible.  Little did he know that his life was changing from the orphanage life--where he was one of many with rotating caregivers, frequently changing child companions, and, although we didn't know if at the time, physical abuse---to a life with a brother and a sister and a family that adores him--and no abuse (except for the normal sibling "love" fights!).  The boy has gone from a size 7 shoe to a size 1, size 3 clothing to very soon-size 7, not being able to hear to hearing the fridge open from 2 houses away--seriously he eats all the time!  Today at the skating arena--where yes, I did actually skate--I was watching him skate around and I said to Ted "if we have done nothing else in our lives, we have made 3 children very happy".  A sense of belonging, a sense of self, a sense of safety--and the recipients of unconditional love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-8976340394189064031?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/8976340394189064031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=8976340394189064031' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/8976340394189064031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/8976340394189064031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2010/01/2-years.html' title='2 years'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S0AzviSthVI/AAAAAAAAA14/f-4aGseqtlE/s72-c/IMG_4274.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-6213800588172997422</id><published>2009-12-29T19:45:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T20:07:07.580-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Education</title><content type='html'>Well, since part of the purpose of this blog is education-I decided to put in a few pictures of Julia's palate expander.  See that little hole in the middle?  I put a hook in it twice a day and turn it until the next hole shows--1/4 rotation of the screw each time.  This is actually the completed version of palate expander #1.  This is going to stay in place until Feb. 9 when Julia will have another 2 appts. in one day.  This will be removed, another plaster made and a second palate expander put in.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Szqx_6JMEbI/AAAAAAAAA1w/Uf7GESKuScE/s1600-h/IMG_4367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Szqx_6JMEbI/AAAAAAAAA1w/Uf7GESKuScE/s400/IMG_4367.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420840812991484338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See that bump up there to the right--kind of where there is a purple tinge?  Yep--that's one of those 3 or 4 teeth is--and there is one popping through.  I need to get stuff set up for the oral surgeon--see what can be saved and what needs to go.  I'm hoping for oral surgery to take place during spring break--less school missed without any pressure, etc.  Let's see what kind of luck I have with that! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Szqx_UL3XII/AAAAAAAAA1o/3jANMuKa7XQ/s1600-h/IMG_4365.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Szqx_UL3XII/AAAAAAAAA1o/3jANMuKa7XQ/s400/IMG_4365.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420840802802162818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And now this is one of my lovely views at my home, post Christmas!  Twister anyone??  That's Ted's big foot and hairy leg--I do shave occasionally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Szqx-yCdmaI/AAAAAAAAA1g/ZqxOvp3xOvU/s1600-h/IMG_4357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Szqx-yCdmaI/AAAAAAAAA1g/ZqxOvp3xOvU/s400/IMG_4357.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420840793635920290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What do I see every night when I go check on the boys?  Even through they have 2 beds and Rauan complains constantly about Chewie bugging him at night??  Yeah--the two curled up in Rauan's bed--and usually that because we hear Rauan telling Chewie to come into bed with him.  Now if they could only be that good of friends in the daytime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Szqx-MwCW3I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/4Uze2ERJMZ0/s1600-h/IMG_4361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Szqx-MwCW3I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/4Uze2ERJMZ0/s400/IMG_4361.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420840783626525554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My little angels! One with a heck of contorted neck--how Chewie could be comfortable like that is beyond me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-6213800588172997422?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/6213800588172997422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=6213800588172997422' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/6213800588172997422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/6213800588172997422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2009/12/education.html' title='Education'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Szqx_6JMEbI/AAAAAAAAA1w/Uf7GESKuScE/s72-c/IMG_4367.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-6488404697848770094</id><published>2009-12-25T10:54:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T11:11:56.232-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Joy</title><content type='html'>First we celebrate Jesus' birthday at one of the Childrens' masses.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SzTwOtGIjyI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/5EuJsEahbcE/s1600-h/IMG_4308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SzTwOtGIjyI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/5EuJsEahbcE/s400/IMG_4308.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419220387047706402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our Shepherds-full of joy!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SzTwOCwFqyI/AAAAAAAAA1I/YpuAV7qkaDM/s1600-h/IMG_4292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SzTwOCwFqyI/AAAAAAAAA1I/YpuAV7qkaDM/s400/IMG_4292.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419220375680953122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Pritchard group with baby Jesus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SzTwNhECVbI/AAAAAAAAA1A/1VlhLT62iTI/s1600-h/IMG_4302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SzTwNhECVbI/AAAAAAAAA1A/1VlhLT62iTI/s400/IMG_4302.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419220366637815218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our beautiful angels!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SzTwNB_HNzI/AAAAAAAAA04/dwk5qoffYSY/s1600-h/IMG_4344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 172px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SzTwNB_HNzI/AAAAAAAAA04/dwk5qoffYSY/s400/IMG_4344.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419220358295664434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hockey gloves!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SzTwMrHhldI/AAAAAAAAA0w/ehYTUuMh8ps/s1600-h/IMG_4338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SzTwMrHhldI/AAAAAAAAA0w/ehYTUuMh8ps/s400/IMG_4338.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419220352156931538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The skating bag with the required flashing wheels!  I swear its a figure skating cult thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SzTvNgd-F0I/AAAAAAAAA0o/sj5p7h1JwAE/s1600-h/IMG_4334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SzTvNgd-F0I/AAAAAAAAA0o/sj5p7h1JwAE/s400/IMG_4334.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419219266966525762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chewie clutching a few of his presents.  It didn't take him long last year to know what Santa is about--so he was eagerly anticipating this year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SzTvNEWmXhI/AAAAAAAAA0g/ZCxPiHvKik4/s1600-h/IMG_4348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 264px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SzTvNEWmXhI/AAAAAAAAA0g/ZCxPiHvKik4/s400/IMG_4348.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419219259419418130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, the American Girl doll.  First things first--fix the hair the way she wants it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SzTvMzTSSuI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/_cFoDKojj2I/s1600-h/IMG_4351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SzTvMzTSSuI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/_cFoDKojj2I/s400/IMG_4351.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419219254842116834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And put on the "styling" outfit.  Hey--better then the naked Barbies I've fallen over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SzTvMSB6JII/AAAAAAAAA0Q/u_6N0nQX6HU/s1600-h/IMG_4339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SzTvMSB6JII/AAAAAAAAA0Q/u_6N0nQX6HU/s400/IMG_4339.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419219245910860930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Toys toys and more toys!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SzTvL-G9_jI/AAAAAAAAA0I/dtOsPCiUSSA/s1600-h/IMG_4337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SzTvL-G9_jI/AAAAAAAAA0I/dtOsPCiUSSA/s400/IMG_4337.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419219240563375666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the proper stance is???  Chewie is our lefty so he gets a special hockey stick.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, our family seems to be fixated on the ice rink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday Jesus and Merry Christmas to all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-6488404697848770094?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/6488404697848770094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=6488404697848770094' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/6488404697848770094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/6488404697848770094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-joy.html' title='Christmas Joy'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SzTwOtGIjyI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/5EuJsEahbcE/s72-c/IMG_4308.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-1144821954650208376</id><published>2009-12-24T15:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T15:46:40.320-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas 09</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SzPgFHe-w7I/AAAAAAAAA0A/DNaM-bs4yNM/s1600-h/IMG_4289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 260px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SzPgFHe-w7I/AAAAAAAAA0A/DNaM-bs4yNM/s400/IMG_4289.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418921155169797042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Merry Christmas everyone.  Currently the kids are cleaning up the mess they made, Ted is cooking (yeah), the majority of the presents are wrapped, church later tonight and hopefully kids to bed early.  And--just like last year--freezing rain.    Remember Hilary--we promised you snow and instead ice?  Yep, same as last year.  Tons of snow now topped with freezing rain.  Ahhhh, Christmas in Wisconsin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-1144821954650208376?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/1144821954650208376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=1144821954650208376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/1144821954650208376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/1144821954650208376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas-09.html' title='Merry Christmas 09'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SzPgFHe-w7I/AAAAAAAAA0A/DNaM-bs4yNM/s72-c/IMG_4289.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-8168931227071264487</id><published>2009-12-09T11:39:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T11:55:08.712-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Got snow?</title><content type='html'>Welcome to the wonderful world of winter in Wisconsin.  So it started snowing yesterday, then it really hit about 5 pm.  We lost power about 3 am (including heat and I'm a wimp) and finally got it back around 10 am.  According to MG and E, power went out at 8 pm for some and they weren't sure when they would have it back.  So, I'm grateful its on now.  So, Ted made ghetto coffee this am, ended up killing the snowblower while going through 17 inches of heavy blowing snow.  Thank goodness for shovels and children--they think its playtime to shovel--hahaha--I predict a few years down the road the story will be different!  The Christmas show--delayed until the 18th--at least late am and I won't miss it.  I was damn near in tears yesterday with the thought that I might miss it, especially after Julia said to me "but mom I've been practicing so much to show you!"&lt;div&gt;So, here's Wisconsin right now.  FYI--its still snowing.  What a change from 10 days ago.   &lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sx_heFY3jwI/AAAAAAAAAzw/5HVTLxDlSfc/s1600-h/IMG_3872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sx_heFY3jwI/AAAAAAAAAzw/5HVTLxDlSfc/s400/IMG_3872.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413293184081432322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Out the front door--and yes, that is our next door neighbor's house--the one who likes to "entertain" in a tent in his back yard.  One benefit of heavy snow--the tent collapsed.  Yes, the siding is off--I have no idea what he is doing.  Trust me--around here I don't need tv for entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sx_hdhVqaEI/AAAAAAAAAzo/_V0sRNXudLU/s1600-h/IMG_3870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sx_hdhVqaEI/AAAAAAAAAzo/_V0sRNXudLU/s400/IMG_3870.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413293174404311106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Across the street.  So much for the decorations.  That's the neighbor shoveling--a hard working family.  Actually kind of boring compared to some around here--I like boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sx_hdMFVeAI/AAAAAAAAAzg/wocgP5K0WJE/s1600-h/IMG_3860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sx_hdMFVeAI/AAAAAAAAAzg/wocgP5K0WJE/s400/IMG_3860.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413293168698685442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At least the fence in the backyard is holding up.  Belle was smart and waited for Loki to blaze a trail for her.  Otherwise I would be digging her out.  And these are snow dogs!!!&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/1601236963494081739-8168931227071264487?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/8168931227071264487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=8168931227071264487' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/8168931227071264487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/8168931227071264487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2009/12/got-snow.html' title='Got snow?'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sx_heFY3jwI/AAAAAAAAAzw/5HVTLxDlSfc/s72-c/IMG_3872.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-5026777773008503937</id><published>2009-12-01T14:20:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T16:59:56.026-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicago visit</title><content type='html'>None of the children have ridden a train yet--and Chicago at Christmas is something to see.  Plus the Metra on the weekend is $5 per adult all weekend--no charge for kids 12 and under.  So much easier and cheaper then driving into Chicago, paying tolls, and then paying for parking.  So, off to Harvard and ride the train to the downtown--right in the heart of everything!  The outdoor market was a madhouse--I couldn't stand it.  So outta there!  We walked into Macy's where Queen Latifiah was there for the release of her new product--yep, outta there too.  Rauan was "STARVING"  as always.  So where did we end up to eat?  McDonalds.  The boy is always hungry.  Of course, that lead to later where he kept announcing numerous times that he "has to poop"--much to the amusement of people close to us.  And a huge search for a bathroom!  So, we headed towards Lake Michigan and the parks close by.  Then down Michigan Ave.  Where I finally dragged Miss Julia away from the American Girl store with the promise of ice cream--after an hour I might mention!  It's a cult I swear.  I wish I had been able to get pictures of the kids when they first say the skyscrapers.  Their eyes were huge.  I think that's one of the few times that Rauan and Chewie were at a loss of words.  We finally got back to Harvard around 11 pm.  Yes--very tired kids!  We walked the whole time.  Incredible!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SxV8uglr3vI/AAAAAAAAAzU/SuTVQ4ks0Mg/s1600/IMG_3854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SxV8uglr3vI/AAAAAAAAAzU/SuTVQ4ks0Mg/s400/IMG_3854.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410367665819344626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The skyline as the sun was setting.  Perfect day--high 40s, sun shining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SxV8uIfTIRI/AAAAAAAAAzM/w1Fuu-PKCLM/s1600/IMG_3846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SxV8uIfTIRI/AAAAAAAAAzM/w1Fuu-PKCLM/s400/IMG_3846.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410367659350106386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can you believe they still have leaves on the trees?  Weird weather!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SxV8tw-Pc4I/AAAAAAAAAzE/0CAROJig-bk/s1600/IMG_3840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SxV8tw-Pc4I/AAAAAAAAAzE/0CAROJig-bk/s400/IMG_3840.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410367653037437826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another skyscraper--and bare trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SxV8tbPv39I/AAAAAAAAAy8/2FSizSA6YAc/s1600/IMG_3836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 359px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SxV8tbPv39I/AAAAAAAAAy8/2FSizSA6YAc/s400/IMG_3836.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410367647205285842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Julia peeking around a sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SxV7lPysVJI/AAAAAAAAAy0/8jgHzB8w_kI/s1600/IMG_3832.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SxV7lPysVJI/AAAAAAAAAy0/8jgHzB8w_kI/s400/IMG_3832.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410366407180047506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aren't they adorable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SxV7koaPWpI/AAAAAAAAAys/oUrYhK6xcuc/s1600/IMG_3824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SxV7koaPWpI/AAAAAAAAAys/oUrYhK6xcuc/s400/IMG_3824.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410366396608502418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me, trying to be creative at the famous "bean"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SxV7keRZTCI/AAAAAAAAAyk/AbbPPxHLyR8/s1600/IMG_3821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SxV7keRZTCI/AAAAAAAAAyk/AbbPPxHLyR8/s400/IMG_3821.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410366393887050786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;How many kids do I have???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SxV7jzP8-uI/AAAAAAAAAyc/FNr851MHbh4/s1600/IMG_3816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SxV7jzP8-uI/AAAAAAAAAyc/FNr851MHbh4/s400/IMG_3816.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410366382338276066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Let's see how small we can get under the bean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SxV7jSwwB3I/AAAAAAAAAyU/RNWUAthmUvQ/s1600/IMG_3805.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SxV7jSwwB3I/AAAAAAAAAyU/RNWUAthmUvQ/s400/IMG_3805.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410366373617469298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chewie was crazy over the dinosaurs!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In other news, Julia is going to have her palate expander put in next week.  First separators to get some space between her teeth, then a 2 step appt. next week for the palate expander to be placed, then weekly appts.  I also have to get her into the eye doctor.  I think my princess might need glasses.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also ask for some prayers for my friend Stephanie and her family.  Her brother Chad has been having headaches and after testing, a mass has been found in 2 spots.  A biopsy was done last week and the results will be in tomorrow.  I've known Stephanie and her family for most of my life.  Chad has a young family and they need their dad.  So, please--prayers.  I've seen the power of prayer and I'm asking for that miracle again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-5026777773008503937?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/5026777773008503937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=5026777773008503937' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/5026777773008503937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/5026777773008503937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2009/12/chicago-visit.html' title='Chicago visit'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SxV8uglr3vI/AAAAAAAAAzU/SuTVQ4ks0Mg/s72-c/IMG_3854.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-5479234741408173644</id><published>2009-11-26T12:26:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T12:34:29.927-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Turkey Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sw7IocI4IXI/AAAAAAAAAyM/w1_E1dxJFwA/s1600/IMG_3559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sw7IocI4IXI/AAAAAAAAAyM/w1_E1dxJFwA/s400/IMG_3559.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408480799592292722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday, the children and I took numerous meals from the Madison HospiceCare office to the Janesville office, where staff members delivered the meals to individual patients and their families.  Not that it was any hardship for the kids.  We went into the kitchen to pick up the meals and talk about spoiling!!  Cookies, juice, and total fawning over the kids.  Have I mentioned how lucky I am in BOTH of my work environments?&lt;div&gt;We went to my mom's later, where she was meeting with a relator--to start getting the house ready for sale.  So, yes, mom is planning the big move to Madison, if all goes right.  House on the market after the first of the year.  Anyone interested in a 4 bedroom, 2 bath house in Janesville?  Huge yard too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today Ted is doing his usual cooking for Thanksgiving.  I'm a good assistant and stay the heck out of his way.  Just do the pre-holiday buying (which I didn't have to do too much this year) and then I go to work.  With much relief I'm going to work--the kids are bouncing off the walls.  I predict a long post meal walk--possibly a playground visit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Thanksgiving everyone!   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-5479234741408173644?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/5479234741408173644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=5479234741408173644' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/5479234741408173644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/5479234741408173644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-turkey-day.html' title='Happy Turkey Day!'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sw7IocI4IXI/AAAAAAAAAyM/w1_E1dxJFwA/s72-c/IMG_3559.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-6453248602916039002</id><published>2009-11-24T22:10:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T22:14:29.316-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Disgusted</title><content type='html'>So Redbook--in their November issue--published an article on what is the right-size family.  Numerous families presented--all biological and blended families!  In November--National Adoption Month.  What a slap in the face!  So, I sent off a nice little email--letting them know that not all families are biological--in fact, a significant amount of their target market are adoptive parents or in some way adoption has touched their lives.  And perhaps not to exclude us.  After all biology is not what makes a family.   The choice to love is what makes a family.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-6453248602916039002?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/6453248602916039002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=6453248602916039002' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/6453248602916039002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/6453248602916039002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-disgusted.html' title='I&apos;m Disgusted'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-825480228944236257</id><published>2009-11-16T10:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T10:02:30.455-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blindside</title><content type='html'>Wow--just watched the preview that was put out on the Blindside--which coming out this weekend.  Incredible.  Besides the fact that I like Sandra Bullock and Tim McGraw--it just looks so awesome.  I'd probably cry the whole movie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-825480228944236257?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/825480228944236257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=825480228944236257' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/825480228944236257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/825480228944236257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2009/11/blindside.html' title='Blindside'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-9031693815794898068</id><published>2009-11-15T20:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T21:06:50.090-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SwC8k6hWRII/AAAAAAAAAyE/nofZgOkRiIo/s1600/IMG_3371.JPG"&gt; &lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SwC8k6hWRII/AAAAAAAAAyE/nofZgOkRiIo/s400/IMG_3371.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404526895215035522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SwC8kqTaKJI/AAAAAAAAAx8/7zXybpidzvE/s1600/IMG_3421.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SwC8kqTaKJI/AAAAAAAAAx8/7zXybpidzvE/s400/IMG_3421.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404526890861602962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SwC8kQoJ20I/AAAAAAAAAx0/ghqd59oa65A/s1600/IMG_3411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SwC8kQoJ20I/AAAAAAAAAx0/ghqd59oa65A/s400/IMG_3411.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404526883969293122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Middle of November.  Humm.  I have to tell you that the weather is pretty crappy right now.   But I have alot to look forward to.  First off--I have vacation this next week.  Silly me--I picked up extra hours at HospiceCare.  But that's ok.  For some reason, the stress level there is different--but I just come in and do my job and I'm outta there.  Tuesday I get my teeth drilled on.  I've stressed myself out so much that I've pretty much destroyed the right side of my mouth.  Is that crazy?  Due to stress I've wrecked my teeth but in order to pay for those teeth, I have to work more.  Crazy!&lt;div&gt;Off of me now.  The kids are doing great.  So far--no more sickness!  Knock on wood.  Julia is going to compete in the Badger State games.  Pretty cool!  And she's getting ready for her first communion.  We are definitely doing that with her class, but she has her retreat in January.  She's growing up so fast.  Rauan is still his normal self.  The temper tantrums are picking up again.  I'm not sure if that is growing pains or what.  The morning of the social worker visit for our post placement report what does Rauan do but get into a fight with his brother and shove him into a wall--causing Chewie to hit his head.  Unacceptable.  To his room until daddy got home.  Then a talk.  Oh well, we've been through this before with him and actually its improving.  He is slacking on his schoolwork too--"it's boring".  The boy is too damn smart.  Well little boy don't speak too soon--Sr. Eileen will give you a challenge.  Chewie--what can I say?  Growing and growing!  Loves school, loves his friends, loves his life.  But today while at his brother's hockey game, he decided that taking off without saying anything to mommy was ok.  Then--I catch him drawing on the video games with a marker--tagging.  I made him clean it and then it was out to the van to wait for everyone.  Home to bed.  Ahhhh, boys.   The joys and the challenges.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I ordered the Christmas cards.  Playing with my camera is fun--and its fun mixing things up with the iphoto on the MacBook.  The first photo is from Halloween when I had their little photo session.  Manipulated it a bit.  What do you think?  The second one is Chewie eating an Airhead at Rauan's hockey game.  The kids love those things.  Yuck.  Last one is Rauan waiting to go on the ice.  Thought it was kinda cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a good week!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-9031693815794898068?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/9031693815794898068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=9031693815794898068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/9031693815794898068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/9031693815794898068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2009/11/middle-of-november.html' title=''/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SwC8k6hWRII/AAAAAAAAAyE/nofZgOkRiIo/s72-c/IMG_3371.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-7133603950127439849</id><published>2009-11-10T19:02:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T19:10:01.683-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Did you know.....</title><content type='html'>that November is National Adoption Month??  I was reminded of that today when I received a letter from Lutheran Social Services--the organization which we went through to adopt Julia.  For me it's even more significant because our anniversary is in November.  And the 4th Saturday of November is National Adoption Day--again significant because our anniversary is the 4th Saturday of the month--which of course changes--but this year its November 21.  Humm--even though we didn't plan it (original plan was for a week before but the reception hall wasn't available) do you think that this was the "plan" all along?  I think so.  &lt;div&gt;So celebrate!  Hopefully your community has an Adoption celebration.  Madison doesn't have much--but we'll celebrate in our own way with our own children--who came to us through the wonderful gift of adoption.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-7133603950127439849?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/7133603950127439849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=7133603950127439849' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/7133603950127439849'/><link 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morning started off crappy to say the least.  I'm fighting to get the wireless straightened out--and I'm the first to admit I'm not tech savvy.  Some kind person decided that honking their horn before 6 in the morning was a good thing.  I brought the milk in from the cooler and one of the milk bottles broke--whole bottle of fresh milk all over.  Stepped in cat puke in my bare feet, Ted forgot his ID badge and I had to take it to him--all while getting my slow slow slow children ready for school.  Normal day in paradise, right?  Get home, settle in with a fresh cup of coffee and get ready to fight the wireless AGAIN!  So what's the first thing I see--apparently a mom from school decided that our teacher isn't smart enough to do anything and wrote her an email that her daughter said my daughter spit on her--and had she contacted me about it yet.  Pardon me here while my eyes roll.  First of all--we pay for this school--I certainly trust the teacher's judgement.  If she needs to call me--she knows how to get me asap.  Second of all, mom--you have my phone number and email address--don't you think you can contact me without adding to the teacher's burden--this is a parental issue that should be discussed between two ADULT parents.  Third of all, remember there is always two sides to every story.  Your daughter isn't an angel--but me being an educated, responsible adult--works with my daughter so she can learn to solve the problems.  After all, I'm not always going to be there.  Fourth, these are 7 year old girls--they do stupid things.  Please refer to my previous comment--educate so they can learn to think for themselves.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, mom--I know you have your own concerns.  But you are educated--highly educated I might add.  You know what elementary school children are like.  What would you think if a parent keep coming to you with every single little thing?  Yeah I thought so.  I know you are worried about germs and infections--rightly so, I might add.  Remember what I do for a living?  I've seen what can happen.  That's why I vaccinate my children and teach them hand-washing, coughing into their sleeve, etc.  Also, refer back a couple of my posts--I'm pretty worried too.  Healthy 7 year old children don't get shingles.  If you are that concerned about germs--I suggest you home school.  Of course, you can be walking through the grocery store and someone can sneeze.  Again--proper precautions.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, mom, relax.  Let your child be a child and help her figure things out--instead of her running to you all the time to figure stuff out.  Breath a little bit for goodness sake.  This too shall pass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and by the way--Julia doesn't spit.  If it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Rauan&lt;/span&gt;--yeah possible.  But my daughter is kind of a weird one in that way.  She's had enough dental issues that spitting is almost impossible. Drooling yes.  Spitting no.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-1415704450477824668?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/1415704450477824668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=1415704450477824668' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/1415704450477824668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/1415704450477824668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2009/11/give-me-break.html' title='Give me a break!'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-2242869756302868120</id><published>2009-11-01T17:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T17:53:21.151-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween, birthday parties and all that</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Su4ZxbZXgFI/AAAAAAAAAxs/TJBuua6LQ4Y/s1600-h/IMG_3362.JPG"&gt;It has been an interesting couple of weeks around here.  Besides the normal craziness, I developed a rather nasty case of the flu.  To top it off, the kids killed the computer.  So here I was home, going stir crazy because I had a fever, but wasn't really that sick, no computer and then the kids were home for a couple of days with no school (teacher conferences).  HAHA--Ted had to do the parent teacher conferences.  Sr. Eileen said that Rauan--while and extremely sweet little boy, has a bit of a smart mouth.  Hummmm--imagine that???  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Su4ZxbZXgFI/AAAAAAAAAxs/TJBuua6LQ4Y/s1600-h/IMG_3362.JPG"&gt;Obviously--a new computer in our house.  I'm loving the MacBook.  We were planning on buying a laptop anyways--this just got moved up a few months.  We have to take the desktop hard drive in and get everything copied--then redo the whole system.  I don't want to lose those pictures.  Heaven only knows how much that's going cost or how long it will take.  Damn kids.  They WILL NOT touch the computers ever again!  Most definitely not the MacBook.  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Su4ZxbZXgFI/AAAAAAAAAxs/TJBuua6LQ4Y/s1600-h/IMG_3362.JPG"&gt;So, Saturday, was cousin Henry's birthday.  Henry and my kids absolutely love each other.  I'm so happy.  I want them to be close.  Of course we did have to endure Chuck E. Cheese's on a Saturday--but we survived.  Then out to try and get some pictures of the kids for the Christmas card.  The leaves never really changed color this fall--it was so windy and rainy--I swear the leaves just turned brown and dropped.  I just want something half decent to try and record the kids' growth.  Plus--we lost all the pictures right now--so I have to get some photos ready for the upcoming post placement report!  Then Saturday evening--Halloween and trick or treat.  We had Daphne (Scooby Doo), Evil pumpkin, and Wolverine.  Julia says no wigs next year--we'll see.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For some reason I can't type under the photos to talk about them.  And I can't get rid of the underline and blue.  Hummm--more things to play with.  Anyways, first photo is one of my "fall" pictures"--of course the one with Bubba's eyes closed.  Oh well.  Second one is Julia and Henry--this one just cracked me up.  It was a jet rider game--and both of their little cheeks were just jiggling away!  Everyone cracked up watching them!  Third one is my beautiful baby sister with her beautiful baby boy--playing Deal or No Deal.  Interesting game concept.  Then Mr. Handsome.  Need I say more--except that is the happiest kid I think I have ever seen.  Last photo--trick or treating.  Some hair there huh? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Su4ZxbZXgFI/AAAAAAAAAxs/TJBuua6LQ4Y/s1600-h/IMG_3362.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Su4ZxbZXgFI/AAAAAAAAAxs/TJBuua6LQ4Y/s400/IMG_3362.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399281340222242898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Su4ZxLUmOAI/AAAAAAAAAxk/qI5ssUZ0xzc/s1600-h/IMG_3327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Su4ZxLUmOAI/AAAAAAAAAxk/qI5ssUZ0xzc/s400/IMG_3327.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399281335907268610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Su4Zw2TVrtI/AAAAAAAAAxc/oWfCH2GF-RE/s1600-h/IMG_3289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Su4Zw2TVrtI/AAAAAAAAAxc/oWfCH2GF-RE/s400/IMG_3289.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399281330264846034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Su4ZweGwfJI/AAAAAAAAAxU/NOnBfuD8wu8/s1600-h/IMG_3267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Su4ZweGwfJI/AAAAAAAAAxU/NOnBfuD8wu8/s400/IMG_3267.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399281323769625746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Su4ZwPn2dtI/AAAAAAAAAxM/ce-nvGUMS98/s1600-h/IMG_3403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Su4ZwPn2dtI/AAAAAAAAAxM/ce-nvGUMS98/s400/IMG_3403.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399281319881897682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-2242869756302868120?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/2242869756302868120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=2242869756302868120' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/2242869756302868120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/2242869756302868120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2009/11/halloween-birthday-parties-and-all-that.html' title='Halloween, birthday parties and all that'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Su4ZxbZXgFI/AAAAAAAAAxs/TJBuua6LQ4Y/s72-c/IMG_3362.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-3998418551512702122</id><published>2009-10-21T12:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T12:23:32.597-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gratitude</title><content type='html'>Before I get too busy and forget the wonderfulness of my children---I want to mention what happened over the weekend.  Since hockey has started, we now go to 9 am mass (way too early for me--but hey, make it work, right?) That is the childrens' mass.  Last Sunday, the children went to the chapel for their own little sermon.  A friend of ours was out in the vestibule with his fussy little one and overheard something that he told us about later.  The leader asked the children to say something they are grateful for.  Only one child spoke up, Julia.  Now I'm paraphrasing but Julia said, she's thankful for parents who work so hard to take care of their children.  Doesn't that just make you want to break out the tissues??  Again--the good Lord knew what he was doing when he granted us the gift of infertility so we could parent these incredible children.  And I'm thankful every day for that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-3998418551512702122?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/3998418551512702122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=3998418551512702122' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/3998418551512702122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/3998418551512702122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2009/10/gratitude.html' title='Gratitude'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-8742439110450638729</id><published>2009-10-19T20:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T20:20:44.982-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shingles explained</title><content type='html'>As requested--and because I seem to think I need to be an expert on everything medical--here's the shingles theory in a nutshell.  5% of the children that have chicken pox before the age of 1 will develop shingles.  Julia had them at 10-11 months.  When we visited her the first time she had that nasty green stuff all over her spots.  No one particularly knows why they reappear--but the theories are stress--body stress (colds, immunity issues like cancer, transplants) and emotional stress.  Well we've certainly had enough emotionally stress here!  The problem is Julia is extremely empathic--and even with us trying avoid her stressing out (I vent at work--I love my coworkers--a shoulder an ear--they are always there)--she still reads us and it shows in her behavior, attitude etc.  She's also had a cold on and off for the past 6 weeks.  In other words--ripe for shingles. &lt;br /&gt;After having shingles, there is a 4.8% chance she'll have them a second time.  The good thing--children seem to suffer less pain with shingles.  Of course with Julia who can tell?  She's the one who refused any kind of pain medicine after her palate surgery--tylenol was enough tough!  She has an extremely high pain tolerance.  And she's one tough chick!  Children also appear to suffer less of the long term nerve pain issues.  That's one I'm praying for!  She's been through enough.&lt;br /&gt;Now the boys didn't have chicken pox--so they got the vaccine.  Both of them were a bit older so I'm hopeful that it "stuck" better for them.  Will I give them the second booster shot?  Yes, if the doctor thinks they need it. I'm not sure if shingles is on the rise or not.  Maybe its just because more people talk about it.   I'm pro vaccine--I've seen enough in my 4 years of being in pediatrics (and plenty seen the consequences in my years as a dialysis nurse) to want to protect my kids.  Our world is getting smaller--and just because a disease is "gone" in the US doesn't mean someone from another country that is infected won't bring it in.  Now there are some that shouldn't get vaccinated--that's for the parent and doctor to discuss and decide.  But my children will be getting the H1N1 vaccine. &lt;br /&gt;And Julia is doing much better.  She played soccer yesterday and returned to school today.  YEAH!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-8742439110450638729?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/8742439110450638729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=8742439110450638729' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/8742439110450638729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/8742439110450638729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2009/10/shingles-explained.html' title='Shingles explained'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-5697090375897082069</id><published>2009-10-13T22:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T22:44:35.674-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shingles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/StVI8qB900I/AAAAAAAAAxE/swXwBqsYzbg/s1600-h/IMG_3160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392296335757923138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/StVI8qB900I/AAAAAAAAAxE/swXwBqsYzbg/s400/IMG_3160.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/StVI74KW-_I/AAAAAAAAAw8/4i292xCEnTo/s1600-h/IMG_3159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392296322371353586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/StVI74KW-_I/AAAAAAAAAw8/4i292xCEnTo/s400/IMG_3159.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ouch!  Need I say anymore?&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/1601236963494081739-5697090375897082069?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/5697090375897082069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=5697090375897082069' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/5697090375897082069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/5697090375897082069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2009/10/shingles.html' title='Shingles'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/StVI8qB900I/AAAAAAAAAxE/swXwBqsYzbg/s72-c/IMG_3160.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-4586856504087158976</id><published>2009-10-13T10:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T10:28:51.588-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The whole truth</title><content type='html'>Well boys and girls---while I'm usually truthful in these posts--I haven't mentioned a few things.  Today, because I am simply overwhelmed and wanting to hide my head-here it goes for better or worse.&lt;br /&gt;Since May we've been dealing with my mother-in-laws very serious illness.  The prognosis is very poor.  My poor father-in-law has been dealing with the brunt of it.  While the relationship with my in-laws started off rough,the edges have definitely smoothed and I love them dearly.  This is hitting us hard.&lt;br /&gt;My sister-in-law, who introduced me to my husband--and who I will be forever grateful too for that--is having issues.  On Sunday everything came to a head and she overdosed on trazodone.  Whether this was deliberate or accidental--it is a cry for help.  She is currently being treated/stabilized.&lt;br /&gt;Julia developed a rash on Saturday.  We thought it was a contact dermatitis from her skating outfit.  I worked all weekend--and last night got a real good look at it.  Yeah--I think we have a  nice case of shingles here.  We're heading to the doctor's at 1 to get confirmation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of this is on top of the normal busy schedule of 2 jobs, 3 kids--with multiple doctor appts and sports activites, plus the normal day to day of our lives.  I would like to say a normal, boring life would be nice right now.  I'd even settle for halfway boring. &lt;br /&gt;So, thank you all for listening and please say a few prayers that I keep my sanity--which is borderline at the best of times and currently is tipping sideways.  Ted and I have been through alot in our 13 year relationship, and we'll make it through this, but really--haven't we had way more then our fair share???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-4586856504087158976?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/4586856504087158976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=4586856504087158976' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/4586856504087158976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/4586856504087158976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2009/10/whole-truth.html' title='The whole truth'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-1091169368641973963</id><published>2009-10-04T11:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T11:19:27.941-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Polar Caps Fall Frolic</title><content type='html'>Just a few pictures so everyone can see how much fun this was.  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SsjKH-HFQUI/AAAAAAAAAw0/YME-wEef7t4/s1600-h/IMG_3033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388779192429396290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SsjKH-HFQUI/AAAAAAAAAw0/YME-wEef7t4/s400/IMG_3033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids in a hockey net--even the adults got in on the fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SsjKHApyjLI/AAAAAAAAAws/adNuCxNm5r0/s1600-h/IMG_2966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388779175931972786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SsjKHApyjLI/AAAAAAAAAws/adNuCxNm5r0/s400/IMG_2966.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was the typical mob scene for Bucky.  At least Chewie wasn't "hanging" on him this time.  Rauan is in the orange and blue shirt--Chewie is talking to the coach and he is wearing the two shades of blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SsjKGvV2mxI/AAAAAAAAAwk/8pGyqA0toII/s1600-h/IMG_2963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388779171284949778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SsjKGvV2mxI/AAAAAAAAAwk/8pGyqA0toII/s400/IMG_2963.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Poor Bucky!  The guy is a saint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SsjKF6GCzzI/AAAAAAAAAwc/ee0uZ5QQiX4/s1600-h/IMG_2930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388779156991561522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SsjKF6GCzzI/AAAAAAAAAwc/ee0uZ5QQiX4/s400/IMG_2930.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, the princess is out there--second time that day she skated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1601236963494081739-1091169368641973963?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/1091169368641973963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=1091169368641973963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/1091169368641973963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/1091169368641973963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2009/10/polar-caps-fall-frolic.html' title='Polar Caps Fall Frolic'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SsjKH-HFQUI/AAAAAAAAAw0/YME-wEef7t4/s72-c/IMG_3033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-6166478778871691168</id><published>2009-10-01T20:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T20:37:42.935-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My little ass kicker</title><content type='html'>I think no words are necessary, except the boy makes momma proud!  GO RAUAN!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SsVZAfOSDlI/AAAAAAAAAwU/oY4IXQJcbb4/s1600-h/IMG_2916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387810394134941266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SsVZAfOSDlI/AAAAAAAAAwU/oY4IXQJcbb4/s400/IMG_2916.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SsVY_k7GCRI/AAAAAAAAAwM/g5LSy9q6HU4/s1600-h/IMG_2912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387810378485205266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SsVY_k7GCRI/AAAAAAAAAwM/g5LSy9q6HU4/s400/IMG_2912.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SsVY_IgLAHI/AAAAAAAAAwE/rQuZABJkuVM/s1600-h/IMG_2823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387810370856091762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SsVY_IgLAHI/AAAAAAAAAwE/rQuZABJkuVM/s400/IMG_2823.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/1601236963494081739-6166478778871691168?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/6166478778871691168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=6166478778871691168' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/6166478778871691168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/6166478778871691168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-little-ass-kicker.html' title='My little ass kicker'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SsVZAfOSDlI/AAAAAAAAAwU/oY4IXQJcbb4/s72-c/IMG_2916.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-6824000587052426499</id><published>2009-09-20T21:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T22:05:28.075-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes.....</title><content type='html'>So, checking out how the new flash works on my camera.  Had lots of subjects to practice on this weekend.  This is from the Potosi brewery museum.  Highly recommend it--and I actually liked the micro brewed beer!  Beautiful area of Wisconsin.  Mom had been wanting to see it since she donated some original Potosi beer glasses--and a cousin of mine was once a brew master or something.  Anyways, the brewery has been restored.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SrbrfnTP5ZI/AAAAAAAAAv8/S86ChYwqgo4/s1600-h/IMG_2644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383749332926195090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SrbrfnTP5ZI/AAAAAAAAAv8/S86ChYwqgo4/s400/IMG_2644.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Checking out the train at the museum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SrbrfLQ_pLI/AAAAAAAAAv0/Z6qJXGj2N5o/s1600-h/IMG_2638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383749325400548530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SrbrfLQ_pLI/AAAAAAAAAv0/Z6qJXGj2N5o/s400/IMG_2638.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There is a spot in the floor that shows the water running through it--that is used in the beer.  Majorly cool!  And of much interest to the children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SrbreWcPbMI/AAAAAAAAAvs/Uug29B2Ck4Y/s1600-h/IMG_2623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383749311220640962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SrbreWcPbMI/AAAAAAAAAvs/Uug29B2Ck4Y/s400/IMG_2623.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ahhh, the main reason for the flash---to be able to take half decent pictures in the ice arena.  And no not just of Julia.  The hockey season is upon us--and Bucky Badger is just dying to be a subject of my new camera techniques.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Srbrd_vL9zI/AAAAAAAAAvk/oedCjnklCBU/s1600-h/IMG_2691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383749305126090546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Srbrd_vL9zI/AAAAAAAAAvk/oedCjnklCBU/s400/IMG_2691.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soccer started again.  Posted some new pics on the facebook page--trying to get photos to the other families--but had to put this one up--outside, cloudy with the flash on.  I'm trying!  Practice makes perfect right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1601236963494081739-6824000587052426499?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/6824000587052426499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=6824000587052426499' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/6824000587052426499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/6824000587052426499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2009/09/sometimes.html' title='Sometimes.....'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SrbrfnTP5ZI/AAAAAAAAAv8/S86ChYwqgo4/s72-c/IMG_2644.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-5650273258065235592</id><published>2009-09-14T20:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T20:54:06.124-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More photos and a palate update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sq7yFjqoY2I/AAAAAAAAAvY/x78cq7GdgG0/s1600-h/IMG_2582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381504782041637730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sq7yFjqoY2I/AAAAAAAAAvY/x78cq7GdgG0/s400/IMG_2582.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ahhh, the life of playing flag football. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sq7yExPQ-OI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/lHjTIdgH55A/s1600-h/IMG_2549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381504768505084130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sq7yExPQ-OI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/lHjTIdgH55A/s400/IMG_2549.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And the cutest football player there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sq7yEW3lTVI/AAAAAAAAAvI/acfCHjGsA-A/s1600-h/IMG_2587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381504761426431314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sq7yEW3lTVI/AAAAAAAAAvI/acfCHjGsA-A/s400/IMG_2587.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Julia and Allie (neighbor girl) walking back from the sandbox.  Playground and....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sq7yD8N_V2I/AAAAAAAAAvA/iG5veMHH7Y4/s1600-h/IMG_2602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381504754272655202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sq7yD8N_V2I/AAAAAAAAAvA/iG5veMHH7Y4/s400/IMG_2602.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ice cream afterwards.  Makes for a perfect Monday night.  Monday night football doesn't have anything on us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Palate update.  So, Julia needs her palate expanded.  Ok, not that unusual in a cleft-affected child.  But (there's always that but), first braces to straighten out some back teeth in order to hold the palate expander in place--approximately 5 months.  Then to palate expansion--which hers needs to be expanded quite a bit--approximately 1 to 2 months.  Then (and this is what makes me cringe) oral surgery to remove those extra teeth in her cleft area and since her 6 year old molar is stuck-a little gum removal to see if that will help bring it through.  If it doesn't--yeah, more oral surgery.  My poor baby--but she's tough.  Then the mention came of jaw surgery down the line--since her underbite is fairly significant.  We'll see.  She'll have full facial growth by that time (ie late teens) and that will be her decision.  Next up Rauan as his 6 year old molars come in.  Our insurance company is going to love us! (said very sarcastically) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1601236963494081739-5650273258065235592?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/5650273258065235592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=5650273258065235592' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/5650273258065235592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/5650273258065235592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2009/09/more-photos-and-palate-update.html' title='More photos and a palate update'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sq7yFjqoY2I/AAAAAAAAAvY/x78cq7GdgG0/s72-c/IMG_2582.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-3728378316671224725</id><published>2009-09-10T21:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T06:45:47.725-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving on</title><content type='html'>To more important things: &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Janiece&lt;/span&gt; and her camera. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;--I have the money saved for tuition. Wouldn't you think I would keep putting my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;HospiceCare&lt;/span&gt; money away? YEAH RIGHT!! (actually yes--but.....). Today I invested in the the fancy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dancy&lt;/span&gt; 580EX &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Speedlight&lt;/span&gt;. I don't have the faintest clue how to use it--but give me time. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Shhhheeeessssshhhhh&lt;/span&gt;---don't tell anyone--but Bucky Badger is going to be at the Polar Caps Fall Frolic. If you think I'm not going to use the camera for that--yeah--you know me better then that. My understanding, limited that it is, is that because the ice arena is a bit dark--the flash attached to the camera isn't enough. So--since I plan on doing this for a long time (or as Ted put it--if you don't I'm shoving that camera right up your a--, he found out how much the flash was)--I want something that will last for a while. Good thing I'm working that second job to pay for my new habit! So here are some photos before I bought the flash.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sqm3tObdAkI/AAAAAAAAAu4/OEpONim26e4/s1600-h/IMG_2478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380033217466008130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sqm3tObdAkI/AAAAAAAAAu4/OEpONim26e4/s400/IMG_2478.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Don't ask me why--but I love how the colors jump here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sqm3sQ4dJ8I/AAAAAAAAAuw/-YGlJECmZgs/s1600-h/IMG_2397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380033200944654274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sqm3sQ4dJ8I/AAAAAAAAAuw/-YGlJECmZgs/s400/IMG_2397.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Two of my favorite subjects--gotta say I love my boys! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Chewie&lt;/span&gt; is loving kindergarten and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rauan&lt;/span&gt;--well, genius boy is thriving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sqm3rg_O01I/AAAAAAAAAuo/ZBZYy99YisI/s1600-h/IMG_2523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380033188088173394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sqm3rg_O01I/AAAAAAAAAuo/ZBZYy99YisI/s400/IMG_2523.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh Hell no! Here's my luck--guess who likes football?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sqm3q5ts39I/AAAAAAAAAug/i_Dr_3WiQw4/s1600-h/IMG_2525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380033177545662418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sqm3q5ts39I/AAAAAAAAAug/i_Dr_3WiQw4/s400/IMG_2525.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah--I've seen this pose before. And while he might be best quarterback ever--going to the Vikings did not endear him to me. Plus, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Rauan&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;waaaayyyy&lt;/span&gt; cuter! All you girls out there--momma is first love and you've gotta get through the beautiful lass in the picture below (and those are some mighty tough standards!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sqm3qHDCKmI/AAAAAAAAAuY/TD453r-11oA/s1600-h/IMG_2495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380033163944929890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sqm3qHDCKmI/AAAAAAAAAuY/TD453r-11oA/s400/IMG_2495.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All I can say to this is damn she's beautiful! Both physically and emotionally. While my girl does have a bit of a temper (stop laughing Ted) she's is the most loving caring sweetest person ever. And I'm starting to call her the animal whisperer. Incredible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In other news--God bless Unity health insurance and the wonderful &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;UWHC&lt;/span&gt;. Everything with the palate expansion is covered. Bad news is major oral surgery ahead after palate expansion. Then the other news. Follow up on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Chewie&lt;/span&gt;. They can't figure out why is voice is hoarse. No nodules, funny stuff on his voice box. Which does leave me to believe--yeah something was damaged there in his abusive past. Assholes--and other nasty words. Then--the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ENT&lt;/span&gt; told me that after seeing the film--he most likely does have a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;submucosal&lt;/span&gt; cleft. This can mean a little or &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;. He is going to do some speech therapy starting Sept 23 and we'll go from there. And every 6 months &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;monitoring&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;--while I don't mean to bitch, I'm going to. This basically means every 12 days out of 14 I'll either be working or taking the kids to some kind of medical thing. I love my job and I love my kids--but this sucks majorly. I signed up for this why???? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love my kids--is there any more explanation then that? I would walk over broken glass and fire to help them reach their full potential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1601236963494081739-3728378316671224725?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/3728378316671224725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=3728378316671224725' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/3728378316671224725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/3728378316671224725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2009/09/moving-on.html' title='Moving on'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sqm3tObdAkI/AAAAAAAAAu4/OEpONim26e4/s72-c/IMG_2478.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-7842695136758100204</id><published>2009-09-09T22:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T09:54:44.595-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Janiece is ranting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; I've just about had it with all this politic BS. At this rate I'm going to get kicked out of the Catholic church--but you know what, I'm not too sure that matters anymore. I'm a little sick of a bishop that "orders" us about. God gave us free will--time to use it. Jesus gave "lessons"--guidance--not orders. Yeah--some boneheads didn't listen--but again free will! And thank you our friendly neighborhood bishop--yes I am female and believe it or not I do have a brain.&lt;br /&gt;First of all--what the hell is this crap about banning a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt; broadcast by our president? I don't care about his right to life issues (another discussion people)--isn't he our leader and don't we want to know what he is doing about leading our country? I "get" having the 6&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade and under crowd not seeing/hearing it--but come on. Isn't this a great chance to help form those little minds and "guide" them--whatever your belief system is? Free will people! Yes all parents should have the right to say "Hell no my child isn't watching this" &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;--well Joe--&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Pollyanna&lt;/span&gt; is playing right down the hall and Joe Jr. can see that. I'm sorry, Bishop, but just as you believe you deserve respect, so does our president. And by you dissing him--you just dissed yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Second of all--this health care shit is exactly that. Death squads? Give me a break. For the average person out there who lives in their Pollyanna world--&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; yeah those don't exist. But the reality is--&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;everytime&lt;/span&gt; someone needs &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;healthcare&lt;/span&gt;--things are judged. And that isn't just an insurance thing--age, state of health, compliance--all of that plays into what can be done. Don't like--sorry. That's reality. We want health care improvement? &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; let's do it from the start--prenatal. And for you big businesses out there that want your tax credits and crap--blow it out your ear. These are your future customers and employees. Pay now or pay later big boys. It's cheaper to pay now. Every pregnant woman should have prenatal care. Period. End of discussion. All children should have adequate health care. Period. End of discussion. Once that issue is resolved--let's move on up. But we can't build a good health care system without setting up a good foundation--and that's our children. The children are being allowed to fall through the cracks. And don't give me that BS about doing the best we can. If we are doing the best we can I wouldn't be seeing some of the shit I'm seeing--and I'm not seeing the worst of it. Those ER nurses go through their own living hell and I don't know how they do it. You have my admiration.&lt;br /&gt;Alright I'm sure this is enough to fire &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of people up. Good. God gave you a brain--use it. Time to put our big girl panties on and get to work. Or for another popular saying of mine (yes--I know its a cliche--and Ted hears it &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;) shit or get off the pot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-7842695136758100204?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/7842695136758100204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=7842695136758100204' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/7842695136758100204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/7842695136758100204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2009/09/janiece-is-ranting.html' title='Janiece is ranting'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-3993046240977710074</id><published>2009-09-01T20:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T21:12:50.602-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chewie's first day of kindergarten</title><content type='html'>So, he's off and I no longer have children in the house during the day.  It hasn't hit yet--but I'm sure it will.  After I get all the errands done, the house cleaned (finally!), etc.  Of course in the next week, Chewie has 2 MD appts.  One for his physical (shots too poor kid) and then a f/u with speech and ENT.   Chewie was the hardest for me.  I think I said the same thing last year--but then he was only gone for 2 hours every other day.  I don't know--Julia was so excited to start school, plus then kindergarten was half day.  Rauan needed to go--that mind of his needs more stimulation then we can provide.  But Chewie--full day kindergarten and my last baby.  There will be no more sending a child off to school for the first time.  While he is thriving, momma is realizing just how quiet the house will be.  Anyways, he LOVES school--loves his classroom, loves that he takes his lunch to school just like his big brother and sister and what made him the happiest--he got chocolate milk for lunch!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sp3RV67HYBI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/Gmdnm2MbKZ4/s1600-h/IMG_2377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376683704674902034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sp3RV67HYBI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/Gmdnm2MbKZ4/s400/IMG_2377.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sp3RVZtzzgI/AAAAAAAAAuI/Zwt56zVffuw/s1600-h/IMG_2363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376683695760723458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sp3RVZtzzgI/AAAAAAAAAuI/Zwt56zVffuw/s400/IMG_2363.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1601236963494081739-3993046240977710074?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/3993046240977710074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=3993046240977710074' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/3993046240977710074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/3993046240977710074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2009/09/chewies-first-day-of-kindergarten.html' title='Chewie&apos;s first day of kindergarten'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sp3RV67HYBI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/Gmdnm2MbKZ4/s72-c/IMG_2377.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-4693738453209789129</id><published>2009-08-28T12:11:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T14:00:58.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation Day 5</title><content type='html'>The last day of vacation we spent at the Ohamo zoo--which is fantastic.  Two thumbs up!  Then we returned to Hilary and Tim's home where we had pizza.  Yummy!  Then back to the hotel for the pool and hot tub--where Hilary and I were very naughty and ate chocolate and drank wine while in the hot tub.  Shhheeeessssshhhhh!  Yes, rule breakers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SpglueorxRI/AAAAAAAAAuA/1W_J1JTrfDQ/s1600-h/IMG_2184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375087635694601490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SpglueorxRI/AAAAAAAAAuA/1W_J1JTrfDQ/s400/IMG_2184.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The activity of choice--and Julia just doesn't give up.  Excellent example for the girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Spglt99JtmI/AAAAAAAAAt4/6psKM3I4csc/s1600-h/IMG_2178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375087626922079842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Spglt99JtmI/AAAAAAAAAt4/6psKM3I4csc/s400/IMG_2178.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes, Hilary beating on my child---and him laughing his butt off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Spgls-fLK4I/AAAAAAAAAtw/pBZ_rX_5ceY/s1600-h/IMG_2137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375087609884912514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Spgls-fLK4I/AAAAAAAAAtw/pBZ_rX_5ceY/s400/IMG_2137.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A gorilla decided to scare the crap out of all the children by jumping up against a window.  Yes, I'm pretty sure I saw the damn gorilla laughing afterwards!   Out of all the children--the one who laughs (besides the daddies!!) is Chewie.  Poor Mia cried--but being the brave girl she is, decided to check things out again--after a suitable time frame of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SpgRywkaioI/AAAAAAAAAto/VxUeZA4Vj3g/s1600-h/IMG_2162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375065718995454594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SpgRywkaioI/AAAAAAAAAto/VxUeZA4Vj3g/s400/IMG_2162.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhh, look at the fishies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SpgRyJ4iJRI/AAAAAAAAAtg/ydXe1XHwvZQ/s1600-h/IMG_2126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375065708610856210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SpgRyJ4iJRI/AAAAAAAAAtg/ydXe1XHwvZQ/s400/IMG_2126.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Now isn't that the sweetest thing you've ever seen??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SpgRxqYORCI/AAAAAAAAAtY/AhTEcI9mzkY/s1600-h/IMG_2118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375065700153836578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SpgRxqYORCI/AAAAAAAAAtY/AhTEcI9mzkY/s400/IMG_2118.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hilary getting down to their level to explain things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SpgRwmsdoGI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/BVxk7taUqE8/s1600-h/IMG_2108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375065681985118306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SpgRwmsdoGI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/BVxk7taUqE8/s400/IMG_2108.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Follow the leader--onto a narrow little rope bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SpgRwFkxGfI/AAAAAAAAAtI/zydbSJMyBHs/s1600-h/IMG_2099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375065673094470130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SpgRwFkxGfI/AAAAAAAAAtI/zydbSJMyBHs/s400/IMG_2099.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes, as always--all children love Ted.  My understanding is this is high praise!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day we drove back to Madison--and yet again I thank God for the dvd players.  Saved a few children's lives.  We had a blast and can't wait for the next visit--when hopefully we can get Hilary and Tim back up to Madison!  (hint hint)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yes my dear Mala--we are trying to figure something out! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-4693738453209789129?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/4693738453209789129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=4693738453209789129' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/4693738453209789129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/4693738453209789129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2009/08/vacation-day-5.html' title='Vacation Day 5'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SpglueorxRI/AAAAAAAAAuA/1W_J1JTrfDQ/s72-c/IMG_2184.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-3614935904345869452</id><published>2009-08-27T13:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T14:05:10.817-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Meaning of the iris</title><content type='html'>Per Hilary's request:  Irises are my favorite flower (second stargazer lilies).  There are alot around my house--in many many colors.&lt;br /&gt;So, when we started the adoption process--first with Julia-- I was surpised by the amount of irises around our house when we came home with her.  Then with Rauan, at the orphanage, during the 5 weeks we spent there, we watched a bed of irises pop up from the ground and go into full bloom during that time frame.  When Chewie came home, the irises were just starting to pop out of the ground.  So, irises with the kids' names just seemed right.&lt;br /&gt;Now, in my opinion, is the freaky part.  I started researching irises to find the perfect one.  Which I found on my HospiceCare calendar--but that's another story.  While researching I found the meaning of the 3 beards on an iris.  Sends shivers down my back.  Hope (Julia), Wisdom(Rauan), Faith (Chewie).    Hope--that we would have our family and hope for the future.  Wisdom--seeing the beauty behind this fat stubborn temper tantruming throwing little boy.  Faith--my father is watching over us from heaven and showing that life does go on, plus trusting in faith for this "older" child.   I know I know--you can find meaning in anything--but still.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-3614935904345869452?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/3614935904345869452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=3614935904345869452' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/3614935904345869452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/3614935904345869452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2009/08/meaning-of-iris.html' title='Meaning of the iris'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-2118109825745734298</id><published>2009-08-26T20:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T20:53:02.529-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We interruppt this broadcast</title><content type='html'>For a few fun things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off--I finally did it!  I guess this seals the deal--we are done with 3 children.  I personally think it is beautiful.  Yes, Julia's 2nd grade teacher gave me some awesome advice this am--"remember to breath"!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SpXl3xL5edI/AAAAAAAAAtA/HJ-WCzYDtzo/s1600-h/IMG_2361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374454476595362258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SpXl3xL5edI/AAAAAAAAAtA/HJ-WCzYDtzo/s400/IMG_2361.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And the first day of school!  Rauan looks a bit anxious doesn't he?  He did quite fine and was bragging about his reading skills later in the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SpXl3TL7KmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/C01DK8_IEeQ/s1600-h/IMG_2321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374454468542409314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SpXl3TL7KmI/AAAAAAAAAs4/C01DK8_IEeQ/s400/IMG_2321.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And the two are posing together.  Julia had to have a Hannah Montana backpack and had to have a look a like Hannah Montana outfit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SpXl2x2Js8I/AAAAAAAAAsw/64hv76Ny7oA/s1600-h/IMG_2319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374454459592717250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SpXl2x2Js8I/AAAAAAAAAsw/64hv76Ny7oA/s400/IMG_2319.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/1601236963494081739-2118109825745734298?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/2118109825745734298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=2118109825745734298' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/2118109825745734298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/2118109825745734298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2009/08/we-interruppt-this-broadcast.html' title='We interruppt this broadcast'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SpXl3xL5edI/AAAAAAAAAtA/HJ-WCzYDtzo/s72-c/IMG_2361.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-8141020516345868031</id><published>2009-08-25T18:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T18:30:34.785-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation Day 4</title><content type='html'>Couldn't get the pictures to load last night--so waited to try tonight.  So, Thursday was a relaxed day, pretty much the kids playing in the backyard--and wearing them out (yeah!!).  Later in the day we went to a large playground, then dessert first for supper at a ice cream parlor in downtown Lincoln.  The girls then walked down to a little Russian shop and another shop that sells stuff from around the world.  I'm drawing a blank on the name.  The boys went to watch the trains and check out a train statue.  The kids were exhaustd, so we headed back to the hotel and ordered in some dinner--with a micro brew that was really good--and I'm not big into microbrews!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SpRyTuTzlWI/AAAAAAAAAso/8PNz0z-0dP4/s1600-h/IMG_2036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374045938534028642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SpRyTuTzlWI/AAAAAAAAAso/8PNz0z-0dP4/s400/IMG_2036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Slides, slides and more slides--what more can a kid want???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SpRySpNd6OI/AAAAAAAAAsg/DMklUhuos_M/s1600-h/IMG_2053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374045919985395938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SpRySpNd6OI/AAAAAAAAAsg/DMklUhuos_M/s400/IMG_2053.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another adult to corrupt them!  (or is that just a big kid???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SpRySP-WOkI/AAAAAAAAAsY/Wf_1s8c8cpk/s1600-h/IMG_2077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374045913211091522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SpRySP-WOkI/AAAAAAAAAsY/Wf_1s8c8cpk/s400/IMG_2077.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hilary swinging with Anara--aren't they cute??  I remember those days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SpRyRI3fQfI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/NVZZ9vSYWZ8/s1600-h/IMG_2086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374045894123405810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SpRyRI3fQfI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/NVZZ9vSYWZ8/s400/IMG_2086.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Again--more slides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SpRyQb-qt2I/AAAAAAAAAsI/Z9fgmeCn2VM/s1600-h/IMG_2092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374045882073921378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SpRyQb-qt2I/AAAAAAAAAsI/Z9fgmeCn2VM/s400/IMG_2092.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The princess telling me exactly what she thinks of mom constantly taking pictures.  Yep--she's developing the "attitude"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1601236963494081739-8141020516345868031?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/8141020516345868031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=8141020516345868031' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/8141020516345868031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/8141020516345868031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2009/08/vacation-day-4.html' title='Vacation Day 4'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SpRyTuTzlWI/AAAAAAAAAso/8PNz0z-0dP4/s72-c/IMG_2036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-5090804866385400780</id><published>2009-08-23T20:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T20:45:43.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation Day 3</title><content type='html'>Of course the pictures downloaded the opposite of how I wanted.  Oh well.  On day 3 we drove from Higginsville MO to Lincoln, NE.  As always, with our luck, the dvd player decided to die.  There is no way on this earth I was going to survive over 4 hours in a van with 3 squirmy children.  Wal-Mart, where are you????  Got past Kansas City, made it to St. Joe's, plugged Wal-Mart into the Garmin and off we went.  Found Wal-Mart and low and behold, dvd players on the cheap.  Well, sanity being a necessary thing--I bought 2.  One for the middle seat, one for the back.  I'll tell you, best damn money I ever spent!  What?  What is that I hear??  NOTHING!!!  Nothing but Hannah Montana and the Incredibles (remind me to buy headphones).  AAAAhhhhhh.  So continued our journey and arrived at Hilary's house.  7 kids under the age of 7.  Can you imagine???  Tim arrived shortly after and Hilary and I took off for the hotel to unload the luggage.  The case of wine was wet on the bottom--so we of course had to look through and see if there were any leaking bottles--since that one would have to be opened right away and checked to see if it was still good(hiccup).  I honestly think the plug on the cooler opened--but let's just go with the wine.  7 kids means 7 hungry children.  So, shucked corn, cooked steaks and we all had a good time to say the least!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SpHuECqOj5I/AAAAAAAAAqw/Tup--srZg_A/s1600-h/IMG_2018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373337583630585746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SpHuECqOj5I/AAAAAAAAAqw/Tup--srZg_A/s400/IMG_2018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dinnertime--one view of the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SpHuDn7EMzI/AAAAAAAAAqo/aHYUiISvX6Q/s1600-h/IMG_2017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373337576453452594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SpHuDn7EMzI/AAAAAAAAAqo/aHYUiISvX6Q/s400/IMG_2017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The other view.  Yummm fresh corn on the cob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SpHuDJficiI/AAAAAAAAAqg/4jIve6P-1pk/s1600-h/IMG_2011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373337568284930594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SpHuDJficiI/AAAAAAAAAqg/4jIve6P-1pk/s400/IMG_2011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nothing is complete without a greeting from Penelope the chicken, Tyler's best bud!  If I didn't have the dogs and cats (mainly the cats) I think we would look into having a chicken.  She's pretty sweet--and very tolerant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SpHuCmjnCHI/AAAAAAAAAqY/aLD-2zWpSiQ/s1600-h/IMG_2000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373337558906767474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SpHuCmjnCHI/AAAAAAAAAqY/aLD-2zWpSiQ/s400/IMG_2000.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, let's get this corn ready.  I'm hungry!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1601236963494081739-5090804866385400780?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/5090804866385400780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=5090804866385400780' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/5090804866385400780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/5090804866385400780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2009/08/vacation-day-3.html' title='Vacation Day 3'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SpHuECqOj5I/AAAAAAAAAqw/Tup--srZg_A/s72-c/IMG_2018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-7724167986821680624</id><published>2009-08-22T19:13:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T22:03:03.274-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation day 1 and 2</title><content type='html'>Vacation started out with a bang! Our son who usually is up at the butt crack of dawn had to be woken at 8 am--and then told his daddy to "please shut the door I'm tired." UUUMMMM==WHAT??? Who are you and where is Rauan???&lt;br /&gt;So got the kids going and we were on the road by 8:30 am with a minimum number of 4 letter words. I admit I did fall asleep for a while when Ted drove through the exciting state of Illinois. Before St. Louis(like a hour before) I took over the driving because Ted hates to drive in big cities--and it really doesn't bother me. Of course, the kids are learning some new terminology--but, otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;So, our luck, we end up in the biggest fricking downpour I've seen in quite a while. Ended up pulling over in lake St. Louis and waited it out for 30 minutes or so. Two days later Ted tells me that tornadoes were spotted in the area and yes he say that on the blackberry put didn't see the sense in telling me. Thanks alot dear!&lt;br /&gt;Got to Higginsville, checked into the local Super 8 and went to see Chari and family. Let me tell you--this is alot like coming home. Visited with them that evening and the next day and Wednesday we were on the road again--this time to Lincoln. Here's a few highlights--on my new camera of course. I'll update more on Lincoln tomorrow. Yes, gotta keep my readers reading!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SpCNDluimWI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/sTUhdDjNsTI/s1600-h/IMG_1991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372949448259443042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SpCNDluimWI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/sTUhdDjNsTI/s400/IMG_1991.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; No visit is complete without a trip to the river down by Dover. They got like 8-9 inches of rain all at once so the Missouri river was giving quite the show. Here's Chari with the boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SpCNDIy2WMI/AAAAAAAAAqI/hDdnqGbZogc/s1600-h/IMG_1996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372949440492886210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SpCNDIy2WMI/AAAAAAAAAqI/hDdnqGbZogc/s400/IMG_1996.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Julia my little animal whisperer. I don't think there is an animal that doesn't respond to her gentle touch--and she loves them all. This is at Elden and Vicki's place--where we made the boys run and they also got to climb in Zach's treehouse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SpCLd7YO52I/AAAAAAAAAqA/oDP1casTjY8/s1600-h/IMG_1993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372947701724800866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SpCLd7YO52I/AAAAAAAAAqA/oDP1casTjY8/s400/IMG_1993.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hey--boys and their trucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SpCLdMHaeLI/AAAAAAAAAp4/NJWmWA1opk4/s1600-h/IMG_1975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372947689037789362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SpCLdMHaeLI/AAAAAAAAAp4/NJWmWA1opk4/s400/IMG_1975.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Every child needs to experience playing on train tracks. Yes, closely monitored, but there is definite joy in finding stakes and throwing rocks. And Rauan showing off his Polar Cap tattoo (on his neck)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SpCLcp5dHGI/AAAAAAAAApw/jIkwT_j6SbQ/s1600-h/IMG_1954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372947679852436578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SpCLcp5dHGI/AAAAAAAAApw/jIkwT_j6SbQ/s400/IMG_1954.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ahhh yes, the river. I know my father watches over us in heaven--but we're lucky enough that we have Bill (my FIL) and Chari's dad (Elden) to give my children the wisdom and joys of having a grandfather--and my security. I'm lucky to have such great men in my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SpCLb7dRvSI/AAAAAAAAApo/yEU82Zfko_8/s1600-h/IMG_1951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372947667386219810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SpCLb7dRvSI/AAAAAAAAApo/yEU82Zfko_8/s400/IMG_1951.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; No visit is complete without a visit to Baltimore Bend--the winery in Waverly that we love. Two thumbs up!! And Hilary was appreciative of their wine too (see gotta live those cliffhangers!). Yes, yet again I left there with a case of wine. Hey--the way it breaks down for me--that isn't much over the months between visits! And the kids love the sparkling grape juice--which I of course invested in 4 bottles of those.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More later!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SpCLbDowzdI/AAAAAAAAApg/3cT-GjeqHH4/s1600-h/IMG_1946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372947652402007506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SpCLbDowzdI/AAAAAAAAApg/3cT-GjeqHH4/s400/IMG_1946.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ahhh Mr. Zach with Julia and Chewie.  Can't forget about these beautiful people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-7724167986821680624?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/7724167986821680624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=7724167986821680624' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/7724167986821680624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/7724167986821680624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2009/08/vacation-day-1-and-2.html' title='Vacation day 1 and 2'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SpCNDluimWI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/sTUhdDjNsTI/s72-c/IMG_1991.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-440594311082706112</id><published>2009-08-08T21:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T21:27:39.774-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lest anyone say anything--here is another love of my life--and the newest baby--Belle.  Yeah--she doesn't like to sit still for long--but she loves me, loves Ted, loves the kids--wants to love the cats, who are having none of that!  Such a sweetie!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sn4zB9uSNSI/AAAAAAAAApU/cRsQKERJzAI/s1600-h/IMG_1600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367783914713789730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sn4zB9uSNSI/AAAAAAAAApU/cRsQKERJzAI/s400/IMG_1600.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look who isn't scared of fireflies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sn4zBSD2LPI/AAAAAAAAApM/A9UGLtwkGWk/s1600-h/IMG_1539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367783902993067250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sn4zBSD2LPI/AAAAAAAAApM/A9UGLtwkGWk/s400/IMG_1539.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we can't forget the oldest baby (no not Ted) and my sweetheart, Loki--who is Julia's love slave, Rauan's buddy and Chewie's horse (yes Loki is that tolerant!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sn4zBDpS2DI/AAAAAAAAApE/_BUyNvz2ETc/s1600-h/IMG_1532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367783899123603506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sn4zBDpS2DI/AAAAAAAAApE/_BUyNvz2ETc/s400/IMG_1532.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And I know some of these pictures aren't as good as I would like--class is Sept. 1!&lt;br /&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/1601236963494081739-440594311082706112?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/440594311082706112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=440594311082706112' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/440594311082706112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/440594311082706112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2009/08/lest-anyone-say-anything-here-is.html' title=''/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sn4zB9uSNSI/AAAAAAAAApU/cRsQKERJzAI/s72-c/IMG_1600.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-8830904379108164179</id><published>2009-08-08T21:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T21:18:27.302-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Before children--this was (and still is) my baby, Sneaky.  Yes, this is on my pillow-where he sleeps every night.  I deal with the swish swish of the tail and the frantic yowling because I'm not getting to bed in time to suit him!  Hummm, who runs the house???  Ted's favorite saying is "there's something not right with that cat--normal cats don't get that attached"  Well, abnormal attracts abnormal.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sn4w5896r4I/AAAAAAAAAo8/YFzzj8rsCA0/s1600-h/IMG_1531%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367781578048712578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sn4w5896r4I/AAAAAAAAAo8/YFzzj8rsCA0/s400/IMG_1531%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Summertime, the living is good and the redneck water slide comes out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sn4w5qCzRKI/AAAAAAAAAo0/e15sA-ZWaRM/s1600-h/IMG_1585%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367781572968924322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sn4w5qCzRKI/AAAAAAAAAo0/e15sA-ZWaRM/s400/IMG_1585%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kids--easily entertained by landing in a mud puddle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sn4w5MoA8QI/AAAAAAAAAos/gssIbx3anBM/s1600-h/IMG_1554%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367781565071945986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sn4w5MoA8QI/AAAAAAAAAos/gssIbx3anBM/s400/IMG_1554%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yippppeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sn4w4h_hkEI/AAAAAAAAAok/8KB0pKPowLU/s1600-h/IMG_1542%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367781553627828290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sn4w4h_hkEI/AAAAAAAAAok/8KB0pKPowLU/s400/IMG_1542%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And summertime means late evenings and catching fireflies.  Childhood is magic time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sn4w4ESEpkI/AAAAAAAAAoc/sykQgRRjShw/s1600-h/IMG_1537%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367781545652561474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sn4w4ESEpkI/AAAAAAAAAoc/sykQgRRjShw/s400/IMG_1537%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1601236963494081739-8830904379108164179?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/8830904379108164179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=8830904379108164179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/8830904379108164179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/8830904379108164179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2009/08/before-children-this-was-and-still-is.html' title=''/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sn4w5896r4I/AAAAAAAAAo8/YFzzj8rsCA0/s72-c/IMG_1531%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-1723893260345874564</id><published>2009-08-01T08:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T09:12:41.056-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Challenges</title><content type='html'>Well, I said this was going to be about the challenges of raising 3 cleft-affected children.  Here's the newest one.&lt;br /&gt;We went to the craniofacial clinic yesterday--you know, my 3 for 1 deal.  Last week when we saw the dentist, she mentioned it was time to start talking about palate expansion on Julia.  Well, I know that the orthodontist was going to be at clinic yesterday, so I made a request to see him.  Great guy--young, soft-spoken, likes the kids.  We brought in Julia's xrays--the full one that shows all the adult teeth squished up in her gumline.  So, he took a look at both and said yep, time to start the palate expansion.  And then he started talking about her adult teeth--in particular the one where 3 adult teeth are where there should only be 1 adult tooth!  And where there should be an adult tooth (noncleft side) there isn't one.  So, she'll need to see an oral surgeon soon to have some work done there.  Now Julia is no dummy.  She knows exactly what is going on.  So, while I spent some time discussing the $ issue (after all I have 3 kids all in a row that are going to need work and this isn't covered by insurance) Julia digested all of this.  We left then and took the kids to the Daisy cafe and cupcakery (which is super yummy).  On the way there Julia started crying a bit and wanted to know "when is the bad stuff going to stop happening".  Now if that didn't break my heart.  I wanted to start crying with her.  This tough little girl who has endured so much, who falls and gets right back up again and still has more empathy in her little finger then most have in their whole body--she just wants to be done.  How do you explain to a 7 year old that this is something that has to be done, so she can talk, eat and look like other people?  I tried to tell her that this was actually good.  If she was still in Russia things wouldn't be fixed and here she has a family that will help her and a medical team that will bend over backwards to help her grow up healthy and so everything works right.  And that mommy and daddy will always be there with her.  I think it was some comfort--for her.  I'm still reeling from it.  I probably am not much good at helping her through all of this since I am too close to the situation.  I contacted the social worker on the craniofacial team and I'm going to see what I can do to get a counselor for her.  Someone who she can build a relationship with who can guide her through the next 10 years of her growth.  And maybe help keep me sane.&lt;br /&gt;I hope what how we've handled it is right and someday she'll understand all that has happened.  How does a parent know what to do?  How do we know what is right?  Each child is so different, but some of the same challenges remain.  Deep breaths mommy and just keep going.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-1723893260345874564?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/1723893260345874564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=1723893260345874564' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/1723893260345874564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/1723893260345874564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2009/08/challenges.html' title='Challenges'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-8672021759854186723</id><published>2009-07-30T20:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T20:37:50.496-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Roll Call</title><content type='html'>Ok, maybe it just me having to know everything--but I see visitors from the wildest places.  And repeat vistors at that!  I'd just like some idea of who is visiting.  Hey, maybe someone would like to know something more specific about adoption or clefting--I would love to know what people think, their particular interests, etc.  So, drop a line please!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-8672021759854186723?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/8672021759854186723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=8672021759854186723' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/8672021759854186723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/8672021759854186723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2009/07/roll-call.html' title='Roll Call'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-4192276366950334616</id><published>2009-07-30T20:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T20:29:48.937-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SnJGwXUVZQI/AAAAAAAAAoU/Waz6TVg8gmQ/s1600-h/IMG_1402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364427902858650882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SnJGwXUVZQI/AAAAAAAAAoU/Waz6TVg8gmQ/s400/IMG_1402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chewie's day in court.  Yes we waited a rather long time to get this done--but things do happen (see last year's August postings).  New courthouse--so instead of chambers they actually do it in a courtroom.  I told the kids they only better see the inside of courtroom for happy stuff like this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SnJGwLpa5jI/AAAAAAAAAoM/sqAbIBW0ZFQ/s1600-h/IMG_1400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364427899725866546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SnJGwLpa5jI/AAAAAAAAAoM/sqAbIBW0ZFQ/s400/IMG_1400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Such a nice judge.  Different from the previous two adoptions, but equally just as nice.  I'm sure readoptions are one of the few happy occasions they get to preside over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SnJGvmHRKTI/AAAAAAAAAoE/zwBKKVec2yk/s1600-h/IMG_1472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364427889650510130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SnJGvmHRKTI/AAAAAAAAAoE/zwBKKVec2yk/s400/IMG_1472.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Still working out the camera stuff.  We went hiking yesterday and I took this picture of Julia.  I liked how the light hit her hair, but for some reason it doesn't seem quite as clear on the larger screen.  I'm going to take a class the end of August--per Emily's recommendation--and let's see what that does. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SnJGvIYuBiI/AAAAAAAAAn8/V7ma-NA3u2A/s1600-h/IMG_1437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364427881670641186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SnJGvIYuBiI/AAAAAAAAAn8/V7ma-NA3u2A/s400/IMG_1437.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cutie's sitting on a rather large rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SnJGukqxjeI/AAAAAAAAAn0/BwtHJmAye2s/s1600-h/IMG_1514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364427872082693602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SnJGukqxjeI/AAAAAAAAAn0/BwtHJmAye2s/s400/IMG_1514.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, gotta check this out and see how messy we can make things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In other news--finally back on my bike.  Lord knows I need the exercise.  So much for my grand plans to lose weight.  I think the weight went out for a hunt and found me!  3 in school full time this year.  I've gotta do something besides work and clean house (yuck) right???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow craniofacial clinic for all three.  Watch out world, here comes the  herd of Pritchards (yes, I needed hubby to help out--at least this way I have a fighting chance!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1601236963494081739-4192276366950334616?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/4192276366950334616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=4192276366950334616' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/4192276366950334616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/4192276366950334616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2009/07/chewies-day-in-court.html' title=''/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SnJGwXUVZQI/AAAAAAAAAoU/Waz6TVg8gmQ/s72-c/IMG_1402.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-1799280709967198103</id><published>2009-07-28T13:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T14:04:04.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sm9JkFydC9I/AAAAAAAAAns/RH7IRTdwB7k/s1600-h/IMG_1138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363586565599464402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sm9JkFydC9I/AAAAAAAAAns/RH7IRTdwB7k/s400/IMG_1138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Birthday boy.  Yes his hair is green and yes, that is a Diego Cake.  He also got a Diego blanket, Diego comforter, Diego backpack(with all his school supplies) , Diego lunchbox--and his non Diego present--a new hockey helmet and mask.  Now I'm expecting him to announce any day that he doesn't like Diego anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sm9JjgU9IqI/AAAAAAAAAnk/lqL4gj5STSo/s1600-h/IMG_1155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363586555543626402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sm9JjgU9IqI/AAAAAAAAAnk/lqL4gj5STSo/s400/IMG_1155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Craniofacial picnic at the Henry Vilas zoo.  This is the fabulous Dr. Delora Mount who I am lucky enough to work with and who has taken such incredibly great care of my children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sm9JjdxDIPI/AAAAAAAAAnc/efSM6n0Qto0/s1600-h/IMG_1248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363586554856153330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sm9JjdxDIPI/AAAAAAAAAnc/efSM6n0Qto0/s400/IMG_1248.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ahhh, soccer.  Julia is playing with her St. Dennis classmates on a summer team.  She is the only girl---not that the boys notice at all.  They all get along so well together and obviously care about each other.  This is why I will continue to live where I live and work extra in order to pay tuition and stay at St. Dennis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sm9Ji5LlQwI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Bw0Rr6E6dkU/s1600-h/IMG_1392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363586545035330306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sm9Ji5LlQwI/AAAAAAAAAnU/Bw0Rr6E6dkU/s400/IMG_1392.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met up with my very old friend (not in age just in time knowing her) Sally, her children and her niece Dallas--who I didn't even recognize-at the Henry Vilas zoo on Monday!  Holy crap--does time fly.  She's grown into a beautiful young lady!  Anyways, here is my future scientist examining things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sm9JimvJClI/AAAAAAAAAnM/ddNwbL8JHYs/s1600-h/IMG_1374.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363586540084202066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sm9JimvJClI/AAAAAAAAAnM/ddNwbL8JHYs/s400/IMG_1374.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A year ago--this would have never happened.  Chewie was deathly scared of any kind of animals and now he "tries" to ride Loki, carries the cats around and now will let the goats eat out of his hand.  We've come a long way baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1601236963494081739-1799280709967198103?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/1799280709967198103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=1799280709967198103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/1799280709967198103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/1799280709967198103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2009/07/birthday-boy.html' title=''/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Sm9JkFydC9I/AAAAAAAAAns/RH7IRTdwB7k/s72-c/IMG_1138.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-6714855974355776014</id><published>2009-07-23T20:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T21:02:57.303-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What a blast today has been!  First started off with swimming lessons--with the required temper tantrum from one of my children (Chewie--who was being majorly pokey yet again!).  So--normal day as always.  Home to get the mail--where I found some awesome birthday cards.  Off to Sun Prairie to meet Levi and family for some swimming.  Absolute blast until we had a cloud burst out of nowhere--literally could not see since it was raining so hard.  And that foolish lady in the black and blue swimming suit was laughing her head off while getting soaking wet (yes that would be me!)  Ahh, you get lemons you make lemonade right?  We got a good 2 hours in at the pool--the children were sufficiently tired.  Got Rauan home for an hour nap--which he needs occasionally (or he is cranky cranky cranky!)  Mommy fell asleep on the couch too.  Then off to the last tball game--which is actually the water game.  Yes, the water game--just as the name implies.  I got there and started playing with the camera.  Soon joining me were Jessica (mom to Gabe, Lucy and Nora and wife to Coach Dan) and Emily(mom to Theo, Emmett and newest addition Rubin) who brought me a birthday drink (suitably doctored up with coconut rum) and birthday candy bar (which Rauan and Chewie tried to steal--NOT).  We had a blast!  Of course, my BIG kid (Ted) was out there in the thick of the water fight--nailed one of the coached (Kyle--Olivia's dad) right in the center of his back with a water balloon!  I thought Sue, Kyle's wife was going to roll right over she was laughing so hard.  Afterwards we meet up with Dan and Jessica at Culver's where the children ran around and the parents laughed--and were possibly plotting about the beer tent at St. Dennis Fest on Saturday night???  Hummm&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SmkTJCQqLJI/AAAAAAAAAnE/XdfnY8Iy-S8/s1600-h/IMG_1089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361837877307780242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SmkTJCQqLJI/AAAAAAAAAnE/XdfnY8Iy-S8/s400/IMG_1089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Emily with Rubin and a few soaking wet tball kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SmkTIW_rf5I/AAAAAAAAAm8/TNuo32WEHWw/s1600-h/IMG_1100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361837865693839250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SmkTIW_rf5I/AAAAAAAAAm8/TNuo32WEHWw/s400/IMG_1100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica, Dan, Kyle and a few soaking wet kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SmkTHye7BSI/AAAAAAAAAm0/au5OHhbdG7M/s1600-h/IMG_1051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361837855892768034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SmkTHye7BSI/AAAAAAAAAm0/au5OHhbdG7M/s400/IMG_1051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes, Mr. Handsome Rauan--with just a bit of face black on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SmkTHkYuPtI/AAAAAAAAAms/27_zfYBrKgE/s1600-h/IMG_1016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361837852108668626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SmkTHkYuPtI/AAAAAAAAAms/27_zfYBrKgE/s400/IMG_1016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Squirt guns aplenty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SmkTHGS3hJI/AAAAAAAAAmk/d2r-eeJWOu4/s1600-h/IMG_0929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361837844031046802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SmkTHGS3hJI/AAAAAAAAAmk/d2r-eeJWOu4/s400/IMG_0929.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chewie wanted the camo face black.  I know he looks serious there--well after all, tball is serious business!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1601236963494081739-6714855974355776014?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/6714855974355776014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=6714855974355776014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/6714855974355776014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/6714855974355776014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-blast-today-has-been-first-started.html' title=''/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SmkTJCQqLJI/AAAAAAAAAnE/XdfnY8Iy-S8/s72-c/IMG_1089.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-8469670414265710948</id><published>2009-07-23T00:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T00:15:06.519-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Smfw3x5FLlI/AAAAAAAAAmc/zF8jFok2reM/s1600-h/IMG_0923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361518722484088402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Smfw3x5FLlI/AAAAAAAAAmc/zF8jFok2reM/s400/IMG_0923.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Smfw3fHbkpI/AAAAAAAAAmU/0yE7Ti6HOcI/s1600-h/IMG_0915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361518717444002450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Smfw3fHbkpI/AAAAAAAAAmU/0yE7Ti6HOcI/s400/IMG_0915.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Smfw3KyaH_I/AAAAAAAAAmM/VQLr-VNjVcs/s1600-h/IMG_0891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361518711987118066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Smfw3KyaH_I/AAAAAAAAAmM/VQLr-VNjVcs/s400/IMG_0891.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&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, I am loving the new camera.  Tonight, before we went to see the new Harry Potter movie I made Ted walk through Olbrich Gardens with me while I tried out the close up feature.  I have ALOT to learn--ALOT!!!! but learning is fun--and I think this cane easily be a life long hobby for me.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, some flowers--and then one of Mr. Bubba and his cool goggles!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-8469670414265710948?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/8469670414265710948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=8469670414265710948' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/8469670414265710948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/8469670414265710948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2009/07/well-i-am-loving-new-camera.html' title=''/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/Smfw3x5FLlI/AAAAAAAAAmc/zF8jFok2reM/s72-c/IMG_0923.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-6271448180904407982</id><published>2009-07-18T11:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T11:53:13.408-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SmH92S2L0zI/AAAAAAAAAls/7Cqe2BNDu1A/s1600-h/IMG_0853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359844140761469746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SmH92S2L0zI/AAAAAAAAAls/7Cqe2BNDu1A/s400/IMG_0853.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SmH92E2jTUI/AAAAAAAAAlk/h_U5I34ydzQ/s1600-h/IMG_0852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359844137004911938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SmH92E2jTUI/AAAAAAAAAlk/h_U5I34ydzQ/s400/IMG_0852.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes its pink haired Julia. Its summer, it will fade, and what the heck. Now if I can just figure out the blue for Chewie!&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/1601236963494081739-6271448180904407982?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/6271448180904407982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=6271448180904407982' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/6271448180904407982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/6271448180904407982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2009/07/yes-its-pink-haired-julia.html' title=''/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SmH92S2L0zI/AAAAAAAAAls/7Cqe2BNDu1A/s72-c/IMG_0853.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-7437461032607343210</id><published>2009-07-17T21:48:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T21:54:24.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh how I wish I had my camera with me tonight--although I don't know how well the pictures would have turned out.  We went to the Dane County Fair--wearing heavy sweatshirts no less (58 degrees in the middle of July???).  Chewie went nuts over the rides--did the tilt a whirl with his brother and sister and laughed the whole time.  There were acrobats there doing daredevil tricks--some that I had to walk away from because I don't do heights or anything related to heights--and motorcycle tricks.  My kids had the biggest eyes and Rauan was fascinated by the motorcycles. &lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the best part was when the concert started.  Trailer Choir--which anyone who listens to country music probably knows them.  Hilarious.  So, as we, white trash central, sit there eating fried cheese curds and drinking Dr. Pepper, they start singing "Rocking the Beer Gut".  OMG!!!  My kids went nuts.  Singing, dancing, shaking their little bums.  I laughed and laughed.  Yes, we are crazy--but life is fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-7437461032607343210?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/7437461032607343210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=7437461032607343210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/7437461032607343210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/7437461032607343210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2009/07/oh-how-i-wish-i-had-my-camera-with-me.html' title=''/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-4002957309318648751</id><published>2009-07-13T20:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T20:46:19.627-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahh, besides the certification, its been a busy week or so.  Right below is a typical tball night with the Pritchard clan.  I'm not sure what Coach Dan was thinking by basically putting the kids in a triangle formation with his son in the middle.  I call it the Bermuda triangle--and poor Gabe is the ship stuck right in the middle.  Yes, this picture is of the two boys wrestling for the ball.  This is when the camcorder would come in handy because it is a free for all.  Again, I get my best stomach exercise laughing at the antics of the boys!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SlvhuuaHNJI/AAAAAAAAAlc/OtkKoKw_Gbo/s1600-h/IMG_0788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358124374535124114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SlvhuuaHNJI/AAAAAAAAAlc/OtkKoKw_Gbo/s400/IMG_0788.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And here is the princess with her best bud, Levi.  It was the poms dance camp for Monona Grove and the girls had a blast!  Of course, one of the routines they learned was from Hannah Montana! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SlvhuPnMKfI/AAAAAAAAAlU/avJ72lY2jVU/s1600-h/IMG_0805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358124366268475890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SlvhuPnMKfI/AAAAAAAAAlU/avJ72lY2jVU/s400/IMG_0805.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My muscly mohawk boy!  What a nut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SlvhtuLaH1I/AAAAAAAAAlM/8OIqtk-iA7w/s1600-h/IMG_0848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358124357293580114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SlvhtuLaH1I/AAAAAAAAAlM/8OIqtk-iA7w/s400/IMG_0848.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what this is???  Yes, this would be the Wisconsin brach of Kyrg!  Aren't they adorable??  Of course that boy with the mohawk and the Sponge Bob swim trunks is mighty darn cute--but I think they are all the cutest kids around!  You can certainly tell these are kids that are loved and cherished by their families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SlvhtIe1H5I/AAAAAAAAAlE/3xH09ho3hVA/s1600-h/IMG_0813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358124347174494098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SlvhtIe1H5I/AAAAAAAAAlE/3xH09ho3hVA/s400/IMG_0813.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/1601236963494081739-4002957309318648751?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/4002957309318648751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=4002957309318648751' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/4002957309318648751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/4002957309318648751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2009/07/ahh-besides-certification-its-been-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SlvhuuaHNJI/AAAAAAAAAlc/OtkKoKw_Gbo/s72-c/IMG_0788.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-2122874216752495061</id><published>2009-07-11T15:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T15:03:50.813-05:00</updated><title type='text'>JOY!!!!</title><content type='html'>That loud sound that everyone just heard from Madison WI was me jumping up and down because I just found out I passed the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;CPN&lt;/span&gt; test.  Huge dent in my kitchen floor from me jumping up and down and then Ted has a wrench in his neck from me jumping on him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-2122874216752495061?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/2122874216752495061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=2122874216752495061' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/2122874216752495061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/2122874216752495061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2009/07/joy.html' title='JOY!!!!'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-3631542415443638103</id><published>2009-07-07T22:41:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T22:44:43.697-05:00</updated><title type='text'>NO!!!  It can't be!</title><content type='html'>Today, as Julia was in pom camp, I got A &amp;amp; W for the boys and took them to the park.  As I look over at Bubba, what did I see in his shiny black hair??  No, not a tick--A GRAY HAIR!!!  Yes, definitely gray--not blonde, gray!  Literally knocked me over.  I had to call Ted and tell him--who of course made a wiseass comment.  I pulled it--because no 6 year old should have gray hair--an showed it to Bubba.  He, of course, thought it was funny. &lt;br /&gt;Oh and Ted's wiseass comment--"geez mommy, you giving him gray hair too?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-3631542415443638103?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/3631542415443638103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=3631542415443638103' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/3631542415443638103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/3631542415443638103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-it-cant-be.html' title='NO!!!  It can&apos;t be!'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-9010418537016241148</id><published>2009-07-05T00:50:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T00:59:08.155-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th of July!</title><content type='html'>It's been cloudy and overcast here for a week now.  I think the sun came out for a brief period Thursday--while I was at work!  Since Ted and I both had off yesterday, we took advantage of it and took the kids to the zoo.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SlA_2Ms9RDI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AThRhVPT-xg/s1600-h/IMG_0774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354850157298795570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SlA_2Ms9RDI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AThRhVPT-xg/s400/IMG_0774.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This photo is for Mala.  Here's the mini Mohawk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SlA_1uuheVI/AAAAAAAAAk0/k9-0Hqyaa5Y/s1600-h/IMG_0785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354850149252299090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SlA_1uuheVI/AAAAAAAAAk0/k9-0Hqyaa5Y/s400/IMG_0785.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And after a rather "interesting" 4th of July at work--this is what I came home to--in my new bed no less!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SlA_1ROyiXI/AAAAAAAAAks/rpKgftlFHtg/s1600-h/IMG_0786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354850141334571378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SlA_1ROyiXI/AAAAAAAAAks/rpKgftlFHtg/s400/IMG_0786.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ted took them to watch some fireworks--a bit far away, but good enough to see them.  Ted said Chewie was a little anxious at first but then was ok.  When I called home at 11 pm to check on something--all I could hear were kids yelling in the background and Julia HAD to get on the phone to tell me about fireworks, smores and the fireflies they had caught.  I guess it was a successful evening for them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Independence Day!!&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/1601236963494081739-9010418537016241148?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/9010418537016241148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=9010418537016241148' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/9010418537016241148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/9010418537016241148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-4th-of-july.html' title='Happy 4th of July!'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/SlA_2Ms9RDI/AAAAAAAAAk8/AThRhVPT-xg/s72-c/IMG_0774.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-131703824128873990</id><published>2009-07-02T22:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T22:46:55.447-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Life with boys</title><content type='html'>At noon yesterday I bought 2 gallons of milk.  I went to work.  Today, at lunch time I went to get milk for the kids and found only 1 gallon left --only a quarter full.  Sigh.  If its like this now--what am I going to have when they are teenagers????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-131703824128873990?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/131703824128873990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=131703824128873990' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/131703824128873990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/131703824128873990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2009/07/life-with-boys.html' title='Life with boys'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601236963494081739.post-5074244139807704270</id><published>2009-06-27T21:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T21:52:28.068-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Superstar Chewie</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; 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Well, the saga continues.  Got the new railings and guess what?  Didn't work.  They aren't the hook on ones, which our headboard and footboard require.  So, the salesperson finds something that will work.  Ok fine.  Then Ted says--just a second, are we piece mealing this?  This is what caused problems before(previous bed with expanders to make it into a queen, which caused damage to our boxspring).  So, off we go to the sales floor.  Got the matching headboard and footboard--snd since the boxspring is pretty much shot--new mattress and boxspring.  Of course, we ended up getting a REALLY GOOD set--which means a really HIGH price.  Well, with Ted's shoulders and the issues I had over the years from back injuries (fall, car accident--and the years lifting heavy patients), we need something decent.  And I'm ssssooooo sick of our bed squeaking if we so much as move a foot (minds out of the gutter people!)--this should hopefully resolve it.  So--complete new bed on Tuesday.  And yes, I had the money to pay for it.  There is a reason for that second job!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601236963494081739-2600126100022773537?l=soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/feeds/2600126100022773537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601236963494081739&amp;postID=2600126100022773537' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/2600126100022773537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601236963494081739/posts/default/2600126100022773537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://soontobe5pritchards.blogspot.com/2009/06/bedtime-adventures.html' title='Bedtime Adventures'/><author><name>janiece</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05960598252053778060</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5EwcurIZXLM/S4H8FpALcpI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/IWrXhNPgNQE/S220/IMG_3817.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
