<?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-34649974</id><updated>2012-01-31T16:31:24.378-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Greater Gift</title><subtitle type='html'>"It is not the will of your Father that one of these little ones should perish." Matthew 18:14</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>588</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-7931809414757514273</id><published>2011-11-16T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T20:24:00.317-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here and Now</title><content type='html'>Favorite new song!!!  What an amazing message!  This is one of the bands from our new church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Z-VSk_yK1uc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-7931809414757514273?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/7931809414757514273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=7931809414757514273' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/7931809414757514273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/7931809414757514273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/11/here-and-now.html' title='Here and Now'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Z-VSk_yK1uc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-299513042297655440</id><published>2011-11-15T19:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T20:17:57.935-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Breath of Fresh Air....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tvH1sf3qHOc/TsM1mrna13I/AAAAAAAADfo/JNembaHxID0/s1600/DSC_0157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675438894076319602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tvH1sf3qHOc/TsM1mrna13I/AAAAAAAADfo/JNembaHxID0/s400/DSC_0157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 2 Our mouths were filled with laughter, our tongues with songs of joy. Then it was said among the nations, “The LORD has done great things for them.” 3 The LORD has done great things for us, and we are filled with joy. Psalm 126: 2-3 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She used to be my middle. Now she is the second oldest and stepped right into&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the responsibilities that come along with it. This girl keeps us laughing....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all day long!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A couple of weeks ago we were talking about singing in the shower.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I told her I did not do such a thing and she said to me, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Mom, everyone sings in the shower! Have you not seen Elf!!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WHAT?! She acted quite serious as we rolled!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I pray that she never looses the way she see things. So &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;simplistic&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Such a breath of fresh air.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In Him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-299513042297655440?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/299513042297655440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=299513042297655440' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/299513042297655440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/299513042297655440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/11/breath-of-fresh-air.html' title='A Breath of Fresh Air....'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tvH1sf3qHOc/TsM1mrna13I/AAAAAAAADfo/JNembaHxID0/s72-c/DSC_0157.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-3614811184867209920</id><published>2011-11-08T19:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T21:08:58.128-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Warrior....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DJIFBV528bg/Trn0K_ZMUDI/AAAAAAAADfQ/fgs7CnulRV8/s1600/DSC_0004_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672833675302817842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DJIFBV528bg/Trn0K_ZMUDI/AAAAAAAADfQ/fgs7CnulRV8/s400/DSC_0004_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It is God who arms me with strength and keeps my way secure.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Psalm 18:32&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;(LOVE Target clearance. Today got this costume for $1.70- 90% off!! I had no idea who in the world it was until I asked my sister....who just happens to have 3 boys. And guess what? She knew instantly!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;In Him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-3614811184867209920?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/3614811184867209920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=3614811184867209920' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/3614811184867209920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/3614811184867209920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-warrior.html' title='My Warrior....'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DJIFBV528bg/Trn0K_ZMUDI/AAAAAAAADfQ/fgs7CnulRV8/s72-c/DSC_0004_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-5249912086124249888</id><published>2011-11-07T12:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T12:43:13.915-08:00</updated><title type='text'>True Beauty...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M7Endxv60b4/Trg_XL2RTEI/AAAAAAAADeU/vlohTDM5JtU/s1600/DSC_0176_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672353398223096898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M7Endxv60b4/Trg_XL2RTEI/AAAAAAAADeU/vlohTDM5JtU/s400/DSC_0176_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Each one of them is Jesus in disguise."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~Mother Teresa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(my middle. her soul is so quiet, so deep. yet her love for the Lord and His precious children&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pours out and blesses all who know her.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In Him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;E&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-5249912086124249888?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/5249912086124249888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=5249912086124249888' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/5249912086124249888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/5249912086124249888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/11/true-beauty.html' title='True Beauty...'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M7Endxv60b4/Trg_XL2RTEI/AAAAAAAADeU/vlohTDM5JtU/s72-c/DSC_0176_edited.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-3415503918050833059</id><published>2011-10-12T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T21:10:12.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The rest of the story.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p4x2cC8Hsa4/TpZh4kEqjCI/AAAAAAAADdY/ar46OOPJn2o/s1600/CEW"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662821205848788002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p4x2cC8Hsa4/TpZh4kEqjCI/AAAAAAAADdY/ar46OOPJn2o/s400/CEW" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; Yes, I realize there is a hair in the picture. It's not your screen but my camera lens.:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sorry I have been away so long, but I have been up to my eyeballs in this snugly, smiley goodness! Can you blame me?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much of an update tonight as I am in the midst of some other stuff that has taken precedence. But I do want to share the back story of the song I posted earlier by Mark Schultz. This is taken directly from another website and was written by him. Pause here and run to get some Kleenex. I have read it through several times today and still can't make it without the rivers flowing!! You MUST read the 2nd to last paragraph beginning "Inspired by this family's story......". Have those Kleenex ready!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;“What It Means To Be Loved” is a song that basically wrote itself. I just happened to be in the room when God dropped it in my lap. Its genesis was actually from a story that my wife told me about a family that she’d worked with at the hospital.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mother was expecting a child and was told that tests revealed health issues that meant the baby probably wouldn’t live long after birth. Although the doctors suggested terminating the pregnancy, the mother decided she would love the child as long as she could. I took those emotions and that unselfish commitment and poured them into the “What It Means To Be Loved” lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song starts out:&lt;br /&gt;For five months eight days&lt;br /&gt;My wife and I had waited&lt;br /&gt;Getting ready for our baby girl&lt;br /&gt;But when he called the doctor said, “I need to see you”&lt;br /&gt;And “Could you come in soon”&lt;br /&gt;Something died inside of me to sit with him and hear&lt;br /&gt;A test had said our baby may not live to be a year&lt;br /&gt;And turning to my wife he said&lt;br /&gt;What do you wanna do&lt;br /&gt;She said…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was at this point of the song when I was writing it that these words just came spilling out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna give her the world&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold her hand&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be her mom for as long as I can&lt;br /&gt;I wanna live every moment, until that day comes&lt;br /&gt;I wanna show her what it means to be loved…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I knew as soon as I hit this chorus and tears were running down my face that this is one I’m going to be playing for a long time. It’s the only song that I’ve ever played in concert where it got a standing ovation before the end of the first chorus was over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, what the song says is that we as Christians are called to love. If that means loving a baby that’s going to be here for 7 minutes or 70 years, it doesn’t make any difference, you just wrap your arms around them and pour yourself into them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the last bridge going to this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well ever since the day&lt;br /&gt;We got to bring her home&lt;br /&gt;She’s been out to prove the doctors wrong&lt;br /&gt;You should see her now&lt;br /&gt;She’s as pretty as her mom&lt;br /&gt;And there’s a boy at the front door waiting just to take her to her high school prom&lt;br /&gt;And he wants to give her the world&lt;br /&gt;Wants to hold her hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspired by this family’s story, my wife continued to look at the implications for our own family. She said, “Since you’re adopted I think we should adopt kids too.” I said, “Ok that’s fine.” She said, “I think we should adopt kids maybe with special needs.” And I said, “Ok, that seems like a tall order.” She continued, “Maybe someday we adopt kids with special needs that the doctor only knows they’re going to live for a year or two.” I responded, “Honey, why would we do that?” And my wife said, “Because before they go to heaven, I want them to know what a great Christmas is like and I want them to know what a great birthday is like and let them know that they were loved well before they get to heaven and realize that love. I want them to know that they were loved here on earth and celebrate them here.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s the kind of wife I’m married to. These are the kinds of songs that come out of those stories. It’s a special song and I’m grateful for all the people who’ve walked through loving unconditionally. I hope the song means as much to folks as it does to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;In Him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-3415503918050833059?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/3415503918050833059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=3415503918050833059' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/3415503918050833059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/3415503918050833059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/10/rest-of-story.html' title='The rest of the story.......'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p4x2cC8Hsa4/TpZh4kEqjCI/AAAAAAAADdY/ar46OOPJn2o/s72-c/CEW' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-2835662873759401656</id><published>2011-10-12T12:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T12:26:03.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am still here.</title><content type='html'>I am here, though only momentarily.  I hope to be able to sit down tonight and fill you in on what is going on in our lives.  Until then, I just had to share this video.  The story behind the song weighs heavy on my heart today for many reasons. Though it is sometimes against my will, I adore watching God work in my life and the lives of those close to me.&lt;br /&gt;In Him,&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/lrXmHaBP-A4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-2835662873759401656?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/2835662873759401656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=2835662873759401656' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/2835662873759401656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/2835662873759401656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/10/i-am-still-here.html' title='I am still here.'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/lrXmHaBP-A4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-601843960824641986</id><published>2011-08-02T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T11:00:14.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HOME!!!</title><content type='html'>....and so happy!  Details later.&lt;div&gt;PRAISING HIS HEALING NAME!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-601843960824641986?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/601843960824641986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=601843960824641986' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/601843960824641986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/601843960824641986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/08/home.html' title='HOME!!!'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-2188836113472971618</id><published>2011-07-30T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T07:02:30.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rough night</title><content type='html'>An update- realized I hadn't done that in a bit.:)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, little C was moved to the Cardiology Step Down Unit.  And can I say that as happy as we are to be taking these steps toward home, I am so sad to say goodbye to our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;CICU&lt;/span&gt; team.  We loved each part of the team this time around!!  They took such great care of our girl!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sarah (our beloved &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;CICU&lt;/span&gt; nurse!) transported C to Cardiac Step Down.  As soon as we walked into the room, 4 nurses were at bedside reconnecting machines and getting everything situated.  Before I could blink, one nurse proceeded to RIP the tape off of one side of Celia's face (to remove the oxygen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;cannula&lt;/span&gt;).  Without ANY adhesive remover!!  I was MAD and asked if they had any remover.  I also slipped in there that if she didn't want to use it, I would.  Another nurse opened the cabinet 10 feet from the bed to get the remover (yep, didn't even have to step out of the room to get it!) while the tape removal nurse walked into the hall for a minute.  In the midst of chaos and me talking to our surgeon's nurse (you following yet?:), the tape removing culprit reentered and RIPPED the other side off......before I could even open my mouth!!!  I said a few snippy things, and no, Dawn, I don't think she saw Jesus on my face at that moment.  Of course, her little face was super red last night and still is today.  I just don't get it!  Take a perfectly happy, content baby and make her go into hysterics?  When there is another option?!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night was hard.  She and I shared about 2 hours of sleep....total.  We're not sure what is going on.  Pain?  Discomfort?  Tummy?  Reflux?  Away from home?  Mad at Mommy and Daddy?:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She just had her chest tube removed along with her last IV.  PRAYING that having the chest tube out will allow her to move more freely, breathe more freely and overall be a happier girl. Evidently, it is very uncomfortable having it in.  Again, this is my baby who hardly makes a sound so hearing her cry for HOURS is so hard!!  And yes, she has been receiving Tylenol with Codeine.  She also just received a little Versed for the chest tube removal and is sleeping soundly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are heading down to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Xray&lt;/span&gt; in a few minutes to make sure heart/lungs look good.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Phew!  I am tired but PRAISING HIM over and over and over for a healthy, PINK baby girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-2188836113472971618?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/2188836113472971618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=2188836113472971618' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/2188836113472971618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/2188836113472971618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/07/rough-night.html' title='Rough night'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-1948175997073745110</id><published>2011-07-29T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T04:40:08.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick update</title><content type='html'>Very quickly while we wait our turn to meet with the team-&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Remember her screaming and screaming last night?  Because of the amount of blood and pressure pushing against her arterial line (IV that goes into her groin) while crying, it was ruined and had to be pulled during the night.  Not good but not terrible because she would have lost it today anyway.  The reason for it failing, though, is so sad.  Prayerfully, they will not have to stick her again for any blood draws.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*She is now up to 20mLs per hour of formula and still no signs of reflux!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*No poop since Monday.  I am certain you all wanted to know that.  Granted, she only begain receiving real food yesterday but we would still like to know that her plumbing is working efficiently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Just talked to nurse Sarah  (our favorite!!),  and she does have her for the 3rd day in a row! So glad because we are comfortable with each other and she knows our girl.  Celia is sleeping peacefully now but we do need to figure out the cause of her fussiness.  When Sarah got there around 6:30, her night nurse (also Sarah) was holding her because she was again pretty fussy. Talked to her a bit about pain and she "shouldn't" be in pain because she is still receiving morphine.  Any insight from momma's who have been through this before?  I suppose morphine could just not be very effective for her?  Grasping here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At this point in Charlie's stay we were preparing to go home.  Can you believe it?  His surgery was on Friday and we were home by dinner on Sunday- crazy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More later.  PRAYERS FOR COMFORT!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/34649974-1948175997073745110?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/1948175997073745110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=1948175997073745110' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/1948175997073745110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/1948175997073745110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/07/quick-update.html' title='Quick update'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-3262924468462211259</id><published>2011-07-28T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T21:07:02.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So sad...</title><content type='html'>Bad, sad night.  Lots of screaming, tears and kicking from an angel who hardly ever makes a peep. Please, pray for her comfort.:(  So heartbreaking!!  And to feel so completely helpless.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But......you ready......she is being &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;NG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; fed!!  No NJ!!!  And tolerating it without one single episode of reflux!!  Now, granted she is only up to 15mL per hour but it is progress and her max at home was only 25.  So, we are on our way!!  Pray it works!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If we could just get that pain under control and keep her calm.:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E&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/34649974-3262924468462211259?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/3262924468462211259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=3262924468462211259' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/3262924468462211259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/3262924468462211259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/07/so-sad.html' title='So sad...'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-6140286433331116252</id><published>2011-07-28T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T16:27:43.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More pictures!!</title><content type='html'>Finally figured out a way to at least get some of the pictures from my camera to the blog.  I will update the entire day later tonight.  It is shift change now so we had to leave but you better believe I will be knocking down that door very soon.:)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jhjpLu7J2pc/TjHu-yABhGI/AAAAAAAADa8/Q9swXOPCsLU/s1600/DSC_0019.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jhjpLu7J2pc/TjHu-yABhGI/AAAAAAAADa8/Q9swXOPCsLU/s400/DSC_0019.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634547371158373474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wednesday morning on the way to the hospital.  She had know idea what was to come.:(&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jywqx84CdbQ/TjHu-kn3cyI/AAAAAAAADa0/zvEaEsXDzVA/s1600/DSC_0020.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&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: 266px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jywqx84CdbQ/TjHu-kn3cyI/AAAAAAAADa0/zvEaEsXDzVA/s400/DSC_0020.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634547367567389474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;We have a picture of Charlie and hubby in front of this same goofy guy.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ye9ENprT-00/TjHu-amZsHI/AAAAAAAADas/r9weSvOX-rQ/s1600/DSC_0023.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ye9ENprT-00/TjHu-amZsHI/AAAAAAAADas/r9weSvOX-rQ/s400/DSC_0023.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634547364876890226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Lovin' on his girl!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qf1hCDReuYI/TjHu-BIWMRI/AAAAAAAADak/mEMhSMfMAjM/s1600/DSC_0035.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qf1hCDReuYI/TjHu-BIWMRI/AAAAAAAADak/mEMhSMfMAjM/s400/DSC_0035.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634547358039945490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Snuggling with Daddy before receiving her "goofy" meds.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-203wlcDhwxU/TjHutfHZ9gI/AAAAAAAADac/SxArDk3K6Wk/s1600/DSC_0037.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 391px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-203wlcDhwxU/TjHutfHZ9gI/AAAAAAAADac/SxArDk3K6Wk/s400/DSC_0037.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634547074031285762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Killing time and keeping me sane!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ClgIXnjB89U/TjHutR6nZaI/AAAAAAAADaU/NgRMMxiPgQo/s1600/DSC_0039.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ClgIXnjB89U/TjHutR6nZaI/AAAAAAAADaU/NgRMMxiPgQo/s400/DSC_0039.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634547070487979426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j_vy_su7M7g/TjHus0SHjjI/AAAAAAAADaM/KPyHYBriIb0/s1600/DSC_0049.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-j_vy_su7M7g/TjHus0SHjjI/AAAAAAAADaM/KPyHYBriIb0/s400/DSC_0049.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634547062533492274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;With oldest sister before surgery.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dl1uERLkpb0/TjHuskp8PoI/AAAAAAAADaE/8vhGBrL1xIM/s1600/DSC_0071.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Dl1uERLkpb0/TjHuskp8PoI/AAAAAAAADaE/8vhGBrL1xIM/s400/DSC_0071.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634547058338446978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I had just seen her and the girls were waiting their turn!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P73qz9EQnZo/TjHuseMkm7I/AAAAAAAADZ8/n37gh0RpBWs/s1600/DSC_0073.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&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/-P73qz9EQnZo/TjHuseMkm7I/AAAAAAAADZ8/n37gh0RpBWs/s400/DSC_0073.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634547056604650418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FRb8im0iGq4/TjHuZO-6TKI/AAAAAAAADZ0/9Of4J4TdGFw/s1600/DSC_0076.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FRb8im0iGq4/TjHuZO-6TKI/AAAAAAAADZ0/9Of4J4TdGFw/s400/DSC_0076.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634546726103305378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;UGH!!  My precious, precious girl!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oWc59uGXnBM/TjHuY2QO1NI/AAAAAAAADZs/jXGghYMnKQ0/s1600/DSC_0080.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&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/-oWc59uGXnBM/TjHuY2QO1NI/AAAAAAAADZs/jXGghYMnKQ0/s400/DSC_0080.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634546719465067730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JAaItPdyR18/TjHuYnQZSzI/AAAAAAAADZk/FIpfPFwSLm0/s1600/DSC_0085.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JAaItPdyR18/TjHuYnQZSzI/AAAAAAAADZk/FIpfPFwSLm0/s400/DSC_0085.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634546715439221554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;This morning looking so much better.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0XjUXDHokm8/TjHuYTDrvMI/AAAAAAAADZc/rjna1EuOYqk/s1600/DSC_0086.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0XjUXDHokm8/TjHuYTDrvMI/AAAAAAAADZc/rjna1EuOYqk/s400/DSC_0086.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634546710017195202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z6oZbEiyOIo/TjHuYLx5EQI/AAAAAAAADZU/3IXqEYOWhs4/s1600/DSC_0088.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&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/-z6oZbEiyOIo/TjHuYLx5EQI/AAAAAAAADZU/3IXqEYOWhs4/s400/DSC_0088.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634546708063523074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Keep on praying!!  She is doing much better this evening!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-6140286433331116252?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/6140286433331116252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=6140286433331116252' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/6140286433331116252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/6140286433331116252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/07/more-pictures.html' title='More pictures!!'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jhjpLu7J2pc/TjHu-yABhGI/AAAAAAAADa8/Q9swXOPCsLU/s72-c/DSC_0019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-5364245854383463088</id><published>2011-07-28T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T15:06:48.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Self Explanatory</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VtNkmmv4_RA/TjHdORij_xI/AAAAAAAADZM/R4AhcrsaV-U/s1600/photo-10.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VtNkmmv4_RA/TjHdORij_xI/AAAAAAAADZM/R4AhcrsaV-U/s400/photo-10.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634527846113476370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xy8F73n2Wrg/TjHdObVrILI/AAAAAAAADZE/8mjsuWWz8Jc/s1600/photo-9.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xy8F73n2Wrg/TjHdObVrILI/AAAAAAAADZE/8mjsuWWz8Jc/s400/photo-9.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634527848743772338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In Him,&lt;div&gt;E&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-5364245854383463088?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/5364245854383463088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=5364245854383463088' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/5364245854383463088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/5364245854383463088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/07/self-explanatory.html' title='Self Explanatory'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VtNkmmv4_RA/TjHdORij_xI/AAAAAAAADZM/R4AhcrsaV-U/s72-c/photo-10.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-6797747189032787555</id><published>2011-07-28T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T08:35:05.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PICTURES!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;****WARNING- Some pictures below are graphic.&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are in such random order.  The picture program I have on my desktop at home is quite different from this one, so I am just uploading a few pics from our phone.  I want you to be able to see who you are praying for.:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've been kicked out again because sweet C is getting a new neighbor straight from the OR.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;This is our precious girl this morning!  Such an improvement from yesterday.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aCsmmNY6VkM/TjF--7I3fPI/AAAAAAAADY8/qst46n9f-PI/s1600/photo-8.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aCsmmNY6VkM/TjF--7I3fPI/AAAAAAAADY8/qst46n9f-PI/s400/photo-8.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634424228309073138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Her crib this morning.  The Love Letters you see are about 10% of &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;the Letters Celia received.  Oh my heavens- you guys totally ROCK!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Love poured out for our girl through these Letters!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Space is limited in the CICU so don't worry if&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;you don't see your Letter.  We hope that once she is in a private room&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;we will be able to hang each and every single one.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j8IDE2FK8rQ/TjF-44DUb1I/AAAAAAAADY0/_oEaBAF8o5g/s1600/photo-7.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j8IDE2FK8rQ/TjF-44DUb1I/AAAAAAAADY0/_oEaBAF8o5g/s400/photo-7.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634424124401282898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Again, this morning just different view.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0RFPjtfnnEQ/TjF-4uexSNI/AAAAAAAADYs/-t6DiJUi0YM/s1600/photo-6.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0RFPjtfnnEQ/TjF-4uexSNI/AAAAAAAADYs/-t6DiJUi0YM/s400/photo-6.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634424121832065234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Look at that angelic face!!  LOVE!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nSgBFie7Bss/TjF-4YCbVCI/AAAAAAAADYk/MWMvEfULptw/s1600/photo-5.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nSgBFie7Bss/TjF-4YCbVCI/AAAAAAAADYk/MWMvEfULptw/s400/photo-5.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634424115807605794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;This was right after surgery when she was still on the vent.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Notice the tear coming out of her right eye.  Can you see it?  Heartbreaking!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yQ2qbgyHo8A/TjF-4U7Wi-I/AAAAAAAADYc/FfXb8JgUONo/s1600/photo-3.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yQ2qbgyHo8A/TjF-4U7Wi-I/AAAAAAAADYc/FfXb8JgUONo/s400/photo-3.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634424114972625890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And another post surgery yesterday afternoon.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wkTRHDRvSvY/TjF-4PeC5aI/AAAAAAAADYU/Y7LxuljSOaA/s1600/photo-2.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wkTRHDRvSvY/TjF-4PeC5aI/AAAAAAAADYU/Y7LxuljSOaA/s400/photo-2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634424113507526050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;LOVE YOU, PRECIOUS ONE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In Him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;E&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-6797747189032787555?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/6797747189032787555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=6797747189032787555' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/6797747189032787555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/6797747189032787555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/07/pictures.html' title='PICTURES!!'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aCsmmNY6VkM/TjF--7I3fPI/AAAAAAAADY8/qst46n9f-PI/s72-c/photo-8.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-5748882430416401654</id><published>2011-07-28T06:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T06:20:37.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PRAISES!!!</title><content type='html'>Just finished meeting with C's care team (cardiologists, nurses, respiratory therapists).  &lt;div&gt;1.  Vent gone- YAY!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.  Glucose way down from 304 yesterday to 94 this morning.  Elevated glucose is a common response that the body has toward trauma (surgery).  Yesterday, it continued to rise so insulin was ordered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.  Loosing IV in neck and several other drugs- milrinone, insulin and others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.  Will place an NG and do a test run- only 5ML per hour.  She was up to 25 per hour at home so this really is a tiny amount.  BUT we need to see if her little tummy can handle even that small amount without refluxing because she has had no food in her stomach for 2 months now.  PRAYING this will work so we can get rid of that darn NJ!!!  And praying for no reflux as it is so painful for her even without her chest being newly open.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.  Her amazing nurse, Sarah, is back today!!  Loved her yesterday and so blessed that she will be in charge of Celia's care for the next 10 hours!  She has a 2 year old nephew with Down Syndrome who also had OHS a couple of years ago.:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sure there is more I am forgetting but my mind is focused on getting back in there to scoop her up!!  &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Only 16  more minutes!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;In Him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-5748882430416401654?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/5748882430416401654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=5748882430416401654' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/5748882430416401654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/5748882430416401654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/07/praises.html' title='PRAISES!!!'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-1029168976224756714</id><published>2011-07-28T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T03:20:31.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Breathing!!</title><content type='html'>Extubated around 1:45 this morning!!  Our warrior girl is breathing on her own quite nicely!!  She is much more comfortable without that darn breathing tube but still spells that break this mommy's heart.  We are going to be able to be part of rounds this morning and actually sit at bedside with her team to discuss the plan for Celia today.  This is new and not something we were able to do with Charlie (privacy for other patients).  Can't wait to get in and hear what they have to say.....and say I want to say!:)&lt;div&gt;PRAISING HIS HEALING NAME!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-1029168976224756714?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/1029168976224756714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=1029168976224756714' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/1029168976224756714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/1029168976224756714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/07/breathing.html' title='Breathing!!'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-418136496424548039</id><published>2011-07-27T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T21:06:31.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Rough</title><content type='html'>Oh me.  From 6:45-8:30 all parents are kicked out of CICU for shift changes and briefing.  So you better believe that at 8:31 we were back at Celia's bedside. Her nurse told us that she had really been agitated and fighting, so they had to give her some more meds to calm her down.  At this point, they wanted us to try not to touch her much nor talk to her.  SO hard for the momma!!  She was quiet and relaxed so I listened.:)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Around 30 minutes later, the respiratory leader noticed blood POOLING around and under her head!!!!  OH MY HEAVENS!! It turned out to be no big deal- only a cracked piece of a connector to the IV in her neck.  But this meant changing all of her bedding and washing her head......which meant moving her around......which meant stirring her........which meant a very sad baby.  The silent tears.  Just streaming down her face.  No sound coming from that precious mouth (because she's still on the vent) but her mouth moving like she was crying.  My heart wash shattering and I couldn't do a thing.  After being cleaned up, covered up and situated, she calmed and rested fairly well for the next couple of hours.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I knew going into today that Celia's surgery and recovery would most likely be nothing like Charlie's for many reasons.  He was a healthy baby with absolutely no feeding or lung issues going into surgery.  Celia has severe reflux and aspirates, recieves all feedings through an NJ tube and is on Captopril to keep her lung blood pressure down.  Celia's recovery has been COMPLETELY different from Charlie's.  At this point, Charlie had been weaned off of the vent and we were able to hold him.  We PRAY Celia will be off the vent sometime in the morning but there is no rush.  And no, we haven't been able to hold her yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HARD, SAD, WONDERFUL, HEALING &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;DAY FOR OUR GIRL IN HIS NAME!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More tomorrow- I am falling asleep while writing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-418136496424548039?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/418136496424548039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=418136496424548039' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/418136496424548039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/418136496424548039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/07/its-rough.html' title='It&apos;s Rough'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-7592822891957438187</id><published>2011-07-27T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T09:47:23.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay!  Yay!  Yay!!</title><content type='html'>Just spoke with surgeon. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt; Our precious Celia's heart is whole!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;!  Need to watch her left valve because of the reconstruction.  It handles alot of pressure and combined with the scar tissue that may build up, it has the potential to cause problems later.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is headed to CICU, and we will be able to see her in about an hour (1:30 EST).  &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;OUR GOD IS SO GOOD!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-7592822891957438187?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/7592822891957438187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=7592822891957438187' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/7592822891957438187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/7592822891957438187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/07/yay-yay-yay.html' title='Yay!  Yay!  Yay!!'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-7540949817860587200</id><published>2011-07-27T09:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T09:11:39.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OFF HEART/LUNG BYPASS!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;PRAISING HIM!!!!  Off heart/lung bypass.  Closing her up now!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Waiting for surgeon to come out and brief us.  Happy dance in HIS name!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-7540949817860587200?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/7540949817860587200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=7540949817860587200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/7540949817860587200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/7540949817860587200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/07/off-heartlung-bypass.html' title='OFF HEART/LUNG BYPASS!!!'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-2303745151877906600</id><published>2011-07-27T07:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T07:51:00.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Heart/Lung Bypass...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our angel is now on the heart/lung bypass machine and the repair has begun.  She is tolerating everything well.  We lay her life in HIS hands!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-2303745151877906600?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/2303745151877906600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=2303745151877906600' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/2303745151877906600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/2303745151877906600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/07/on-heartlung-bypass.html' title='On Heart/Lung Bypass...'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-4650246270613908603</id><published>2011-07-27T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T06:49:51.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Began....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Just got a call from the OR.  Surgery has begun.   All IVs, monitors and supporting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;machines are in/on and she is doing well.  TIME FOR HEALING!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Lord, please heal our baby girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-4650246270613908603?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/4650246270613908603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=4650246270613908603' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/4650246270613908603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/4650246270613908603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/07/began.html' title='Began....'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-6167186216586339501</id><published>2011-07-27T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T06:39:23.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She's in</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We handed our angel over around 8:20 this morning.  I HATE IT!!  I felt as if my heart was ripping out!!  God answered a prayer of mine and allowed my favorite anesthesiologist to be with Celia all morning!!!  Thank you, Jesus!!  We were able to place our angel directly into her arms, and she held her like she was her own.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saw the surgeon around 9- he was heading back to scrub in.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Surgery should be officially starting now (9:35EST).  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;PLEASE PRAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-6167186216586339501?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/6167186216586339501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=6167186216586339501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/6167186216586339501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/6167186216586339501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/07/shes-in.html' title='She&apos;s in'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-8540357750353346058</id><published>2011-07-27T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T05:05:00.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's time....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqBvSZEBcmw/Ti-BRr3otFI/AAAAAAAADXM/lkyoT1QsKqg/s1600/celia%2Btutu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633863799697618002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqBvSZEBcmw/Ti-BRr3otFI/AAAAAAAADXM/lkyoT1QsKqg/s400/celia%2Btutu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Photo taken when Celia was almost 4 months. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Courtesy of my dear friend, Natalie Howell of &lt;a href="http://nataliehowell.com/"&gt;Natalie Howell Photography&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we're off. Headed to the hospital. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PLEASE PRAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It is God who arms me with strength and keeps my way secure. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Psalm 18:32&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Him,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-8540357750353346058?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/8540357750353346058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=8540357750353346058' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/8540357750353346058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/8540357750353346058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/07/its-time.html' title='It&apos;s time....'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BqBvSZEBcmw/Ti-BRr3otFI/AAAAAAAADXM/lkyoT1QsKqg/s72-c/celia%2Btutu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-6496965515474070553</id><published>2011-07-26T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T18:55:21.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9 Hours and Counting.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;*Ugh!  No pictures tonight.  Computer not cooperating!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh my, what a day!! &lt;b&gt; 6 1/2 hours of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;preop&lt;/span&gt;!!  &lt;/b&gt;Oh yes!!  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But first, I have to tell you this.  Hubby, Celia and I were hanging out waiting for yet another nurse.  Or doctor.  Or somebody.  There were some big windows in our room that overlooked some sort of atrium.  Celia and I decided to look out for a bit just to people watch.  I noticed a room called "&lt;a href="http://ryanseacrestfoundation.org/tag/the-voice/"&gt;The Voice Provided by the Ryan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Seacrest&lt;/span&gt; Foundation&lt;/a&gt;" where lots of people were hanging out.  And lots of flashbulbs were going off.   Cool.  Then a nurse walked in to go over a few more things.  I handed C to hubby for a bit then started looking out the windows again.  Wait.  "Honey, that looks like Casey from American Idol."  Weird.  Oh wait!  "That looks like Lauren...and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Scotty&lt;/span&gt;....and Paul!"  Yep, the top 11 American Idol Contestants were here for a "meet the kids and cheer them up" session!  Celia ALMOST had her picture taken with the top 11 American Idol Contestants, but we had to wait too long for the next professional to see us. Can't you just see it- our precious 11 pound (yes, she's 11 pounds now!!!  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Woohoo&lt;/span&gt;!!) peanut &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;smooshed&lt;/span&gt; in between all those singers.  Lauren was hugging everyone- what a sweet girl she seems to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, more about the day.  Can you say &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;LLLLLOOOONNNNGGG&lt;/span&gt;?!?!  What a trooper Miss C is, though.  Unless you are trying to perform a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-surgery echo.  Evidently, she has grown out of her love for those tests.  Or she just wasn't too fond of the tech today.  She screamed and screamed!!!  They ordered a sedative (ugh!!  Can't stand them!!) because there didn't seem to be any way to complete the test on a screaming octopus!  While we were waiting for it to arrive, she fell asleep and slept without drugs through the rest of the echo.  Thank you, Jesus!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the echo, labs and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;xrays&lt;/span&gt;, we headed back to our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;preop&lt;/span&gt; room, dropped off all additional paperwork and headed out to find some lunch.  Yes, lunch at 3:30.  We have since landed at our beloved Ronald McDonald House in preparation for a good nights sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow.  We have to be at the hospital by 6:15, and they will take Celia back around 8:15.  Surgery should last until after noon, and I will be updating often throughout the day.  Specific prayer requests-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 15px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1. Celia's strength both tomorrow and during the entire healing process. She will have to be on a heart/lung bypass machine for a good portion of the surgery.  For those of you wondering, she has a total AV Canal Defect (2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ASDs&lt;/span&gt; and 1 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;VSD&lt;/span&gt;) as well as a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;PDA&lt;/span&gt; that will not close on its own.  Also, both her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;tricuspid&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;mitral&lt;/span&gt; valves are compromised because of the AV Canal.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 15px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Feeding. Celia still suffers from severe reflux and still aspirates. We spoke to the team today at length about how to keep it at bay during and after surgery.  And the conclusion?  Take it as it comes.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;....not what I wanted to hear exactly but I have faith in HIM who holds our daughter always!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 15px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;3. No &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;infection&lt;/span&gt;!! No infection!! No infection!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 15px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;4. Dr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Kirshbom&lt;/span&gt;, our heart surgeon, and the entire medical staff assisting. Dr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Kirshbom&lt;/span&gt; is the same surgeon who performed Charlie's surgery, and we have such respect for him and the gifts God has given him. It is such a blessing and answer to prayers for us that he is the one God has chosen to help heal our girl's heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 15px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;5. Our kids back at home and those caring for them. We could be away from home for a week or so and pray for each of our kiddos to feel loved while we are gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 15px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 15px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: medium;"&gt;And please, pray for us as we prepare to hand our precious girl over to hands we are sure our Lord is guiding!!  I stand strong in that truth tonight and cannot wait for her heart to be whole!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 15px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: medium;"&gt;In Him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 15px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: medium;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-6496965515474070553?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/6496965515474070553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=6496965515474070553' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/6496965515474070553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/6496965515474070553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/07/9-hours-and-counting.html' title='9 Hours and Counting.....'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-4990538662761700103</id><published>2011-07-24T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T21:10:16.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Painting Fun and Flip Floppin'....and turtles!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Now, how's that for a title?!!  Creative huh?  Not hardly.  No creative juices flowing here tonight.  I feel like my brain is mush.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is what happens when one certain girl has a great time at her brother's expense!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o1SYCcOG8YU/TizhPv7NwyI/AAAAAAAADWE/2C5UjXS-tY8/s1600/DSC_0137_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633124894612767522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o1SYCcOG8YU/TizhPv7NwyI/AAAAAAAADWE/2C5UjXS-tY8/s400/DSC_0137_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bxlXwZQqRh0/TizhPcGe0GI/AAAAAAAADV8/FXufB010ko8/s1600/DSC_0120_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633124889291313250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bxlXwZQqRh0/TizhPcGe0GI/AAAAAAAADV8/FXufB010ko8/s400/DSC_0120_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He had no idea that I was taking a picture of him sportin' a snazzy mustache!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qHFnCQ_PxAY/TizhPZrUNvI/AAAAAAAADV0/tMxZH-fP8FE/s1600/DSC_0117_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633124888640501490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qHFnCQ_PxAY/TizhPZrUNvI/AAAAAAAADV0/tMxZH-fP8FE/s400/DSC_0117_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meanwhile, this treasure snoozed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8iC00OiHXFI/TizhPISZDtI/AAAAAAAADVs/JgKmgpz3ccI/s1600/DSC_0112_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633124883972558546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8iC00OiHXFI/TizhPISZDtI/AAAAAAAADVs/JgKmgpz3ccI/s400/DSC_0112_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He LOVES finger painting.....and tasting!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hsDEAvoSxyU/TizhO1AMw5I/AAAAAAAADVk/SleKExSN4pI/s1600/DSC_0105_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633124878795981714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hsDEAvoSxyU/TizhO1AMw5I/AAAAAAAADVk/SleKExSN4pI/s400/DSC_0105_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633121407085337682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gg1WzEbasvs/TizeEv34XFI/AAAAAAAADVU/0ydIr-p8zYM/s400/DSC_0086_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aFG_WicFi-0/TizeE14mefI/AAAAAAAADVc/Pv-5Lu7R07E/s1600/DSC_0090_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633121408698972658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aFG_WicFi-0/TizeE14mefI/AAAAAAAADVc/Pv-5Lu7R07E/s400/DSC_0090_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Great OT!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cJNFnJxVE28/TizeEd_-tFI/AAAAAAAADVM/AFdvHVsBlLY/s1600/DSC_0077_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633121402287469650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cJNFnJxVE28/TizeEd_-tFI/AAAAAAAADVM/AFdvHVsBlLY/s400/DSC_0077_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And guess what I found when I returned to the room earlier in the week?  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p5Pi9XMbgpg/TizeEFKCzEI/AAAAAAAADVE/ak6BC0YDxFQ/s1600/DSC_0069_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633121395618794562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p5Pi9XMbgpg/TizeEFKCzEI/AAAAAAAADVE/ak6BC0YDxFQ/s400/DSC_0069_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She has done this several times in the last month but nothing consistant....yet.:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uuouLvmDfJ4/TizeDzuTnXI/AAAAAAAADU8/3aEJK-KIWOQ/s1600/DSC_0065_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633121390939053426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uuouLvmDfJ4/TizeDzuTnXI/AAAAAAAADU8/3aEJK-KIWOQ/s400/DSC_0065_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the sweet baby turtle that joined our family for a few moments.  She would have loved to have kept him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, not more than pictures today.  Remember, mush.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In Him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;E&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-4990538662761700103?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/4990538662761700103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=4990538662761700103' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/4990538662761700103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/4990538662761700103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/07/painting-fun-and-flip-floppinand.html' title='Painting Fun and Flip Floppin&apos;....and turtles!'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o1SYCcOG8YU/TizhPv7NwyI/AAAAAAAADWE/2C5UjXS-tY8/s72-c/DSC_0137_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-6338894443264811714</id><published>2011-07-20T20:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T21:04:33.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Her Hero</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i481.photobucket.com/albums/rr172/jmparris73/blogbuttonnewprayingfortrippcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="&amp;lt;span class=" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" /&gt;Photobucket"&amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I sit here thinking and praying tonight about my life.  My cushy life.  Many days I don't have a moment to sit down.  It's taking care of our home, homeschooling and loving on my kids.  My healthy kids.  Moving and moving with brief moments to sit and rock.  I find myself complaining and grumbling.  Or always thinking about the next thing I have to get done.   Cleaning.  Therapy. Cooking.  Guitar lessons. Picking up farm animals.  Then I think about Courtney, and I sob.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Courtney.  A mother who rocks and rocks and rocks all day long it an attempt to comfort her son, Tripp.  Tripp.  Her Hero.  A Hero who suffers like NONE of us can even imagine.  The pain is like nothing we will ever experience.  Tripp.  The little boy who inspires so many and is moving lives for HIS glory!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Courtney has literally given up life as she knew it only 2 years ago to care for her precious son. Yesterday I read a poem Courtney wrote to God.  With tears flowing uncontrollably, I handed the computer to my daughter.  And she, too, began sobbing.  Words no mother should have to write.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Please, stop by &lt;a href="http://randycourtneytripproth.blogspot.com/"&gt;Courtney's blog.&lt;/a&gt;  Read her&lt;a href="http://randycourtneytripproth.blogspot.com/2011/07/ill-need-pinky-swear.html"&gt; poem&lt;/a&gt;.  Read about Tripp.  Look at his pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;PRAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pray for God's perfect will.  Pray for Courtney's peace.  Pray for comfort for Tripp.  And join me if lifting Courtney's arms. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;color:#5C1101;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Georgia, serif;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div class="result-text-style-normal"  style=" ;font-family:'Charis SIL', charis, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-1996"  style=" line-height: normal; vertical-align: text-top; font-size:0.65em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt;12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#990000;"&gt; When Moses’ hands grew tired, they took a stone and put it under him and he sat on it. Aaron and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hur&lt;/span&gt; held his hands up—one on one side, one on the other—so that his hands remained steady till sunset.  Exodus 17:12&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;NIV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so burdened for this beautiful family tonight.  May God HEAL precious Tripp in the way only Our Father can.  May he be whole and pain free again.  And may Courtney feels HIS love and comforting arms surrounding her each and every day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div class="heading passage-class-0" style="margin-top: 10px; color: rgb(92, 17, 1); "&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-size: 16px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-6338894443264811714?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/6338894443264811714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=6338894443264811714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/6338894443264811714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/6338894443264811714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/07/her-hero.html' title='Her Hero'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-4721336484175462520</id><published>2011-07-19T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T21:42:01.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NO SURGERY TOMORROW!</title><content type='html'>No surgery tomorrow.  Several babies were born this past weekend that are much more critical than our Celia.  So.....surgery has been rescheduled for next Wednesday, July 27th.  Please, pray for the new little ones who are awaiting their miracles.  Tomorrow will not only be a hard day for them but for the mommies and daddies involved, too.  &lt;div&gt;In Him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-4721336484175462520?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/4721336484175462520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=4721336484175462520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/4721336484175462520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/4721336484175462520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/07/no-surgery-tomorrow.html' title='NO SURGERY TOMORROW!'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-3690024825531068527</id><published>2011-07-15T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T20:30:02.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I NEED HELP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When Charlie had surgery, the girls and I made some super cool shirts using his picture and a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;scrapbooking&lt;/span&gt; website.  We were able to print out our creations onto &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ironable&lt;/span&gt; (is that even a word?!) paper and iron them onto t-shirts.  Viola!!  Charlie Warrior tees for surgery day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-teCDr6DnE_k/TiEEOVUHA5I/AAAAAAAADUc/e1enkuESuFE/s400/DSC_0022_edited.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629785653476000658" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, Celia's surgery is in 5 days and I cannot find a site that allows me to create something special......for free!  We were planning on making family tees this weekend but my plan may get tossed out the window if I can't find someone to save the day.  You?!?!:)  Anyone know of a great site?  Remember, "free" is the keyword.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am also looking for someone super creative (and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ALOT&lt;/span&gt; more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;knowledgeable than me&lt;/span&gt;) about making blog buttons.  A "Pray for Celia" button like Charlie's to the right that people can grab and share.  THANK YOU!  And maybe a printable prayer card?  Please.  You think I am high &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;maintenance&lt;/span&gt;, huh?  All for my girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-3690024825531068527?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/3690024825531068527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=3690024825531068527' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/3690024825531068527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/3690024825531068527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-need-help.html' title='I NEED HELP!'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-teCDr6DnE_k/TiEEOVUHA5I/AAAAAAAADUc/e1enkuESuFE/s72-c/DSC_0022_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-4564061175165376592</id><published>2011-07-12T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T22:17:26.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's Charlie?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Q9vUKpVVpE/Th0f1mojZYI/AAAAAAAADUI/nXag18M2uRs/s1600/six%2Bflags%2Bguy.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 307px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Q9vUKpVVpE/Th0f1mojZYI/AAAAAAAADUI/nXag18M2uRs/s400/six%2Bflags%2Bguy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628690115047155074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bp0Ap5X56A0/Th0f1Dp9e6I/AAAAAAAADUA/ouNrB0phDiQ/s1600/harry.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&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/-bp0Ap5X56A0/Th0f1Dp9e6I/AAAAAAAADUA/ouNrB0phDiQ/s400/harry.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628690105657818018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628649845950647346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 386px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LlVM5VBt1KM/Thz7NojyDDI/AAAAAAAADTA/DjyaAqyEVCs/s400/DSC_0261_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cBW60yDOGSU/Th0XX0gACJI/AAAAAAAADTg/cmWKmmdr71o/s1600/drew.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 270px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cBW60yDOGSU/Th0XX0gACJI/AAAAAAAADTg/cmWKmmdr71o/s400/drew.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628680807280281746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;He has been compared to all 3 with his new glasses on.  Not sure I'm diggin' them.  They don't stay on very well even with the behind-the-head strap tightened all the way.  He is a master at removing them.  Looks like we'll be getting even more new glasses.  UGH!  These are virtually indestructible.  And I have a destructor on my hands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E&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/34649974-4564061175165376592?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/4564061175165376592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=4564061175165376592' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/4564061175165376592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/4564061175165376592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/07/wheres-charlie.html' title='Where&apos;s Charlie?'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Q9vUKpVVpE/Th0f1mojZYI/AAAAAAAADUI/nXag18M2uRs/s72-c/six%2Bflags%2Bguy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-3241469649192121482</id><published>2011-07-11T22:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T11:44:34.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Celia's Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u-suHlTIrP0/Thx-O42vBZI/AAAAAAAADSY/Gjpm6bcjrSM/s1600/DSC_0381_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628512428551505298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u-suHlTIrP0/Thx-O42vBZI/AAAAAAAADSY/Gjpm6bcjrSM/s400/DSC_0381_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Her eyes- the most beautiful shade of blue.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She is simply HEAVENLY!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I continue to receive questions about Celia, and after rereading the pages of this blog I realize that I never really shared how God placed her in our lives. My prayer is that HIS HEART is evident through our family and the treasures we continue to receive yet are so unworthy of. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628527873201561234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZVb3PuqlqD4/ThyMR4qQXpI/AAAAAAAADS4/3y-2Iji1yzM/s400/DSC_0183_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;This picture cracks me up. She loves to suck in her lips and this is right after she was doing it. Notice no tube but a red place where the tape should be. She was in her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;carseat&lt;/span&gt; on the way to the hospital for tube replacement.:(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Basically, God knew about her and put us together. Really.:) We were not pursuing another adoption at this exact moment but were praying for His guidance and clear voice when it was time for us to move forward again. And He knew that we should have as little time as possible to think!! Celia was actually 2 days old when we found out about her from someone who knew someone who knew someone who knew of us.:) She got my number from Charlie's therapy center and called my cell completely out of the blue! Her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;birthmom&lt;/span&gt;, R, was very young and had no prenatal diagnosis. The fact that Celia has Down Syndrome had NOTHING to do with her decision- I want to make that absolutely clear. There was an adoption plan in place from the very beginning but things fell through when the diagnosis was made. I was able to speak with her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;birthmom&lt;/span&gt; on the phone that very first night (Thursday) and we met her at the hospital Friday about 2 hours from our home. I will never forget the words that my dear husband said as we left the hospital that first evening. Overwhelmed with all sorts of emotions I looked at him and said, "So, what are you thinking?". And he said back to me, "I think we just met our 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; child." God knew. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Celia spent 11 days in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;NICU&lt;/span&gt; before being discharged into our arms. During those days, we made almost daily trips back and forth from home to hospital. Long drives filled with prayer and much talking between hubby and I. One Wednesday was planned for her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;birthmom&lt;/span&gt; to sign. We planned to lay low that day and not visit the hospital thinking that she would want some time alone. That morning I received a call from R asking us to come. She wanted us to be with her when she signed. As in SITTING BESIDE HER!! Thank you, GOD, for those moments with R. Thank you for allowing us to be a part of her healing. I feel as if I was able to witness a glimpse of what our Father did for us through Jesus. The act of a mother releasing her child. Heart breaking and so incredibly selfless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The evening of discharge Celia's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;birthmom&lt;/span&gt; walked us out and watched us drive away. Tears, oh my! We do still have occasional contact with her and have seen her a couple of times in the last few months. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628514805331301634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pqJL4HKVRQI/ThyAZPDMlQI/AAAAAAAADSg/HBbGFAnwblw/s400/DSC_0008_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Looking up at Mommy! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Headbands are a constant accessory these days to help hold her tube out of the way. Not a favorite of mine but they serve a purpose.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;God continues to use each of my children to teach me such different things. And our perfect warrior Celia fights on. With all of her might she gets through each and every day. She shows us (and the nurses at the Children's hospital:) over and over how physically strong she is. But with every poke and taping and reinsertion of her NJ tube, my heart crumbles a little more. It is so hard to watch. She fights and cries more and more. In her 4 short months, my girl has taught me more about what it really means to be strong than I have learned my entire life. STRONG! She is my tiny hero!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628514812579035522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W2Oqccfev08/ThyAZqDMOYI/AAAAAAAADSo/mYvXeDgVGCQ/s400/DSC_0177_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You armed me with strength for battle; you humbled my adversaries before me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2 Samuel 22:40 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;NIV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;In Him,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;E&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-3241469649192121482?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/3241469649192121482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=3241469649192121482' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/3241469649192121482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/3241469649192121482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/07/celias-story.html' title='Celia&apos;s Story'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u-suHlTIrP0/Thx-O42vBZI/AAAAAAAADSY/Gjpm6bcjrSM/s72-c/DSC_0381_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-4586489117826271225</id><published>2011-07-07T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T21:08:34.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>13 Days and Counting....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Surgery date- July 20th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yep, that's the day we will hand our precious baby girl over to the surgeon whose hands will be guided by Our Father to mend her heart. I hate these days leading up to surgery. I find myself repeating "total reliance" over and over in my head all day. That's hard for me. Total reliance. I am soaking up every single breath of her's and staring into her brilliant blue eyes every minute that I can. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I won't lie. It seems like this time around is harder for me. Is it because I know what lies ahead for her? Is it because she has so many other medical issues and is still so tiny? Who knows. I do know that many tears will be shed and many prayers will be prayed early in the morning on July 20th. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;These past few months have been somewhat of a blur, and I can't remember how much I have shared about our angel. Obviously, she has Down Syndrome.:) She also suffers from reflux thus one of the reasons for her GI issues (I will elaborate more in a minute). Her heart- Celia has a total AV Canal defect which seems to be the most common in children with DS. Charlie's was not an AV but instead a Gerbode Defect. Look it up- what are the chances?!:) Celia's PDA is also very large and isn't closing like we hoped. So, what does this mean for surgery? There will be some pretty major reconstructing going on. Her main hole is HUGE! So large that when the hole opens, it encompasses most of all 4 chambers of her teeny heart. Because the hole is so big it also affects both the mitral and tricuspid valve. They will both require some work to get them properly working again. And the PDA? The surgeon will close it for her. In theory, Celia should be in the hospital for less than a week, but we all know how that could change at any moment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;GI- Reflux. Yuck! Not yuck because I don't like being spit up on all day but yuck because my heart breaks everytime she does it. For around 3 months, Celia had an NG tube. Not fun for her, but at least she was allowed to eat as much as she possibly could orally for 20 minutes. I could also reinsert the tube if it came out.....and it did come out! She was never really a "spitter" but we knew when she was refluxing and occasionally something would come out. Early May we had a swallow study done and discovered she was aspirating. NPO- no per oral. That's right! I had no idea that morning would be the last time I was able to feed her a bottle. I would much rather be spit up on all day long than not be able to feed her. It breaks my heart. At a routine GI visit near the end of May, I expressed my concerns about her color changes. Not a good sign when your baby turns white/grey/blue around the mouth. Since the NG tube was in her stomach and food would collect there, Celia was able to continue to reflux and began aspirating (color changes because she couldn't breathe) on that formula instead of just oral feeds. In went the NJ tube. The NJ stinks because if it gets clogged or comes out, down to the hospital we go. And we've been.....quite a few times.....over an hour away. They know our names now!!:) And that's where we are today. It all began because of her reflux and poor weight gain due to cardiac issues. I am thrilled to say now that our sweet, sweet girl has hit the 10 pound mark!!! And yes, she is about 4 1/2 months.:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Please, join us in prayer for our Celia. She is about to enter into battle and could use many warriors standing around and with her. If you would still like to send her a &lt;a href="http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/06/love-letters-for-celia.html"&gt;Love Letter&lt;/a&gt;, email me privately and I will share details. THANK YOU to each of you and your children who have sent such beautiful scripture, prayer and pictures for us to hang in Celia's room. (&lt;a href="http://tracieloux.wordpress.com/"&gt;Mattie&lt;/a&gt; even sent one himself!!:) And most importantly, thank you for loving and praying for our girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In Him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;E&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-4586489117826271225?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/4586489117826271225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=4586489117826271225' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/4586489117826271225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/4586489117826271225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/07/13-days-and-counting.html' title='13 Days and Counting....'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-2377233427680995820</id><published>2011-07-07T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T07:11:31.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MUSIC!!</title><content type='html'>Hands down two of Charlie's favorite songs right now.  He goes absolutely nuts every time one of them comes on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surgery update in a bit.....13 days and counting.&lt;br /&gt;In Him,&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/HYWycl8vR5c" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/yihq8BIhL9c" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-2377233427680995820?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/2377233427680995820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=2377233427680995820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/2377233427680995820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/2377233427680995820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/07/music.html' title='MUSIC!!'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/HYWycl8vR5c/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-3698879860473636128</id><published>2011-06-28T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T12:59:12.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Common Objections to Adoption</title><content type='html'>THANK YOU to those of you who let me know that this video was marked private. I had no idea. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d5fQyYlE_KE&amp;amp;amp"&gt;Click here &lt;/a&gt;to be lead back to Youtube and watch the video. And again, after watching come back here and tell me what you think.&lt;br /&gt;In Him,&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-3698879860473636128?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/3698879860473636128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=3698879860473636128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/3698879860473636128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/3698879860473636128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/06/common-objections-to-adoption.html' title='Common Objections to Adoption'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-7395506702840384461</id><published>2011-06-23T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T19:48:41.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Down Syndrome Awareness</title><content type='html'>I have shared this video before but just absolutely love it!!  Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;In Him,&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/sKUkj7Pmk_0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-7395506702840384461?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/7395506702840384461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=7395506702840384461' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/7395506702840384461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/7395506702840384461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/06/down-syndrome-awareness.html' title='Down Syndrome Awareness'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/sKUkj7Pmk_0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-4947142425770691465</id><published>2011-06-22T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T11:19:01.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>URGENT ADOPTION SITUATION!!!</title><content type='html'>2 day old baby boy with spina bifida. Needs committed family now!! Please, read more &lt;a href="http://ourhaitianjourney.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-4947142425770691465?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/4947142425770691465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=4947142425770691465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/4947142425770691465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/4947142425770691465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/06/urgent-adoption-situation.html' title='URGENT ADOPTION SITUATION!!!'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-1011718359285263744</id><published>2011-06-14T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T21:59:48.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you REALLY ProLife?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 22px; font-family:Palatino, Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I have said this before, how can one be ProLife but anti-adoption?  Or at least not willing to pray about and open their hearts to children without families?  Or pray about and ACT UPON aiding in the crisis?  How can we truly be ready for the abortion law to change if we aren't caring for the children already here?  Who will care for the millions of children aborted every year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The following was taken from an article on the Orphan Justice Center blog.  Note that the first paragraph is talking about entire congregations not individual Christians.  Mind boggling and sad.  I encourage you to read the entire article &lt;a href="http://orphanjusticecenter.com/2011/06/11/is-the-church-ready-for-the-abortion-law-to-change/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;"At this time, a very small percentage of the church is adopting the fatherless. Those children whom the world has named “unwanted” have not been received by the Church either.  Currently, the number of Christian church congregations in America outnumbers children who are waiting to be adopted from U.S. foster care by about a 3 to 1 ratio. This means that if each congregation adopted even one child, there would be no orphans in America. God has given His church the charge to care for the oppressed, the poor, and the orphan. T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;hese statistics yield disturbing evidence that the church, as a whole, has not heeded His Word on this issue. Currently, the government is raising the fatherless, though the church was given the mandate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;God has defined pure and undefiled religion as caring for orphans and widows (James 1:27). But why? Why did He define it this way? Because it is imitating Him. It is the emulation of the very expression of love that the Father has bestowed upon us. When we were alone, orphaned and without hope, He ordained our adoption through Jesus Christ to Himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;As a Father to the fatherless who sets the lonely into families, God desires to display His heart through His people.  He commands us to vindicate the weak and fatherless, to do justice to the afflicted and destitute, and to rescue the weak and needy (Psalm 82).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Unless the nation is revived, and God’s people turn toward a fatherless generation of children, we are not prepared for a change in abortion law. Yes, we should keep contending for the law to change, but also for God to raise up a people who are not just against abortion, but are truly Pro-LIFE."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I am no better than you.  Our family is NO better because we've adopted.  That is absolutely NOT what I am saying!  This is just something that strikes me to the core because Christians as a whole are failing these children. And for the record....I AM PROLIFE!!!  Amen, Amen and Amen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;In Him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-1011718359285263744?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/1011718359285263744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=1011718359285263744' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/1011718359285263744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/1011718359285263744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/06/are-you-really-prolife.html' title='Are you REALLY ProLife?'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-8663812447531398121</id><published>2011-06-14T11:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T12:09:30.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the fun begin!</title><content type='html'>We have been getting plenty of unsolicited comments, questions and stares lately when we go out in public. Most of comments are about Celia- the extras she has hanging out of her nose, the attachments/tubes in the backpack and her size. Here are just a few-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*"What happened to her?!" said in astonishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*"What's wrong?" again about Celia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*A lady while coming around the side of the stroller to get a better view- "Oh, she's so...(insert pause and gasp).... what's that!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*And earlier today at the doctor's office-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her-"So he's adopted?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me- "Yes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her- "And that's his sister?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me- "Yes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her- "Biological?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me- "No. She's also adopted."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her- "She has Down Syndrome." (this was a statement not a question)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me- "Yes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her- ....long pause...."I guess you wanted Down Syndrome kids."...silence.... (one of my pet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;peeves&lt;/span&gt;!! They aren't 'Down Syndrome kids', they are KIDS who just happen to have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;DS&lt;/span&gt;!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me- "Absolutely! But we have other children, too. Older. Typical. We didn't settle for these two. They were chosen."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her- "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hmmm&lt;/span&gt;......" silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me- (BIG SMILE!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618139980641778450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 358px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z2PYOaH-MgI/Tfeki9SSuxI/AAAAAAAADRw/IXyxxazoeNY/s400/DSC_0001_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So just for kicks, we thought we'd have some fun and add to the stares. Enter eye patch. No, this isn't really something we chose but rather something this little critter is going to have to wear for the next 3 months. It's not full time fun- only 2 hours a day to try to strengthen that darn left eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran into Goodwill after Charlie's appointment and the stares started before we even reached the door!! The first guilty party? An older lady with tubes hanging out of&lt;strong&gt; her&lt;/strong&gt; nose (oxygen)!!!!! No direct comments but lots of sideways glances. One little girl asked her mommy "why that little boy has a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;bandaid&lt;/span&gt; over his eye and the baby has something in her nose?" Mom &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; scoot past me fast enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the fun begin! Dawn, opportunity central for practicing my Jesus smile and voice.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Him,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-8663812447531398121?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/8663812447531398121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=8663812447531398121' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/8663812447531398121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/8663812447531398121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/06/let-fun-begin.html' title='Let the fun begin!'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z2PYOaH-MgI/Tfeki9SSuxI/AAAAAAAADRw/IXyxxazoeNY/s72-c/DSC_0001_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-511145846383529043</id><published>2011-06-11T11:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T11:14:26.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reasons NOT to adopt</title><content type='html'>So.... do I have your attention?!   I hear so many reasons why people "can't" adopt.  Watch this then come back to me and tell me why&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/NmoSv-YiIRQ" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-511145846383529043?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/511145846383529043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=511145846383529043' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/511145846383529043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/511145846383529043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/06/reasons-not-to-adopt.html' title='Reasons NOT to adopt'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/NmoSv-YiIRQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-8954416435420833609</id><published>2011-06-10T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T05:22:00.724-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Letters for Celia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DGKmVcvfrKk/TfGZqrAiFfI/AAAAAAAADRo/SiG3jEoRQus/s1600/ToCelia-1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DGKmVcvfrKk/TfGZqrAiFfI/AAAAAAAADRo/SiG3jEoRQus/s400/ToCelia-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616439168686233074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Celia Elisabeth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Celia: "Heaven"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Elisabeth: "God's Promise"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We knew from the moment God whispered her name to us that she would have to have surgery. Celia's open heart surgery is fast approaching- we should have a date next week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When Charlie had OHS, the girls and I wrote him letters and drew pictures to place in and around his hospital crib. He loved them! And I loved them because I knew that each piece of paper was created with love and prayer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please join me in doing the same for Celia. I want her to be surrounded.  Literally.  I dream that she will have hundreds of pictures, letters, drawings and scripture surrounding her.  As her momma, it will be a tangible reminder of how much she is loved and prayed for.  A way to surround her in prayer.  I know, she's only 3 months old. And I know she may have no idea what all of those beautiful creations mean, but one day I will be able to tell her. I'll be able to share with her how many people love and pray for her daily....even way back when God fixed her heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mentioned the idea to my friend, Natalie, and within moments she sent me her "Love Letter to Celia" that you see above. Oh my....TEARS!! Thank you, Natalie! It's absolutely perfect in every way.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A couple of weeks ago, when Celia was hospitalized for feeding issues, she drew quite the crowd.  Her big blue eyes sucked them right in!:)  I knew God was using she and I there- in a most unlikely place and circumstance.  We met an nurse who just happened to also be an adoptive momma.  We were able to chat with her and exchange journey stories and our prayers along they way.  She shared with me how God made them wait until the very last moment to be able to bring their son home from Guatemala.  Just a couple days after leaving the country, Guatemala closed it's doors to international adoption.  Then, a group of student nurses stopped by full of questions about Down Syndrome.  One really quizzed me on special needs adoption.  Maybe God will use her?!  I met a precious night nurse who returned from a Uganda mission trip several months ago with her heart on fire!  She is praying about returning and continuing her work with HIV+ orphans.  I told her about &lt;a href="http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/04/does-he-not-deserve-family.html"&gt;Jonathan&lt;/a&gt;, and we shared tears together.  Then, there was the nurse Celia had on our last day. She and her husband are in the midst of finishing foster/adoption classes so that they may adopt a precious little girl from the state system who has been neglected her entire life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why do I share all of this?  Because our girl is a disciple!  A mountain moving miracle packed into all 9 pounds of her teeny body!  God is using her, and I can just imagine the hearts and souls we can touch by surrounding her with Love Letters.  Not only will they be prayers for Celia and God's perfect healing, but they will be a true testimony to HIS goodness and perfect love to every person who enters her room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you don't believe what Love Letters can do, just stop by and peek at &lt;a href="http://tracieloux.wordpress.com/2011/05/26/matties-new-pad/"&gt;Tracie Loux's son, Mattie&lt;/a&gt;.  Love Letters shouting HIS name from the rooftops and surrounding precious Mattie with prayer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you'd like to join us and create a "Love Letter for Celia", let me know (nogreatergiftmom@yahoo.com).  After I receive your email, I will send you directions on how to get your Love Letter to us.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hand drawn pictures, prayers, scripture, photos....all would be perfect!  Oh, I can't wait to see what GOD does with this!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-8954416435420833609?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/8954416435420833609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=8954416435420833609' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/8954416435420833609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/8954416435420833609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/06/love-letters-for-celia.html' title='Love Letters for Celia'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DGKmVcvfrKk/TfGZqrAiFfI/AAAAAAAADRo/SiG3jEoRQus/s72-c/ToCelia-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-4163014188631528915</id><published>2011-06-09T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T20:20:00.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HIVES!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;HOLY MOLY!! This is what happens to a super cutie pie when he takes amoxicillin!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who knew?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616424776139463682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LFoDC2UczZQ/TfGMk6l-3AI/AAAAAAAADRI/hx128ZBQBFI/s400/DSC_0001_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616424784799376898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Owcc1pH2TVE/TfGMla2qpgI/AAAAAAAADRQ/h1E5mTZ8qxU/s400/DSC_0005_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XkodkQjAWw4/TfGMmA-lvPI/AAAAAAAADRg/DjBPuIJPvpg/s1600/DSC_0008_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616424795033156850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XkodkQjAWw4/TfGMmA-lvPI/AAAAAAAADRg/DjBPuIJPvpg/s400/DSC_0008_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bx6OnUkBjNU/TfGMlyP2RjI/AAAAAAAADRY/HpOCk5oGwnI/s1600/DSC_0006_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616424791079011890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bx6OnUkBjNU/TfGMlyP2RjI/AAAAAAAADRY/HpOCk5oGwnI/s400/DSC_0006_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just another day in the neighborhood.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;E&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-4163014188631528915?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/4163014188631528915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=4163014188631528915' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/4163014188631528915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/4163014188631528915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/06/hives.html' title='HIVES!!'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LFoDC2UczZQ/TfGMk6l-3AI/AAAAAAAADRI/hx128ZBQBFI/s72-c/DSC_0001_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-7554409096128156384</id><published>2011-06-06T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T21:01:21.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'>".....beautiful!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jC2XMxsFlpk/Te2OBBvcr-I/AAAAAAAADQY/jeGSYzLxP3Q/s1600/DSC_0045_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615300458699337698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jC2XMxsFlpk/Te2OBBvcr-I/AAAAAAAADQY/jeGSYzLxP3Q/s400/DSC_0045_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She and I were snuggling in bed early Sunday morning with Celia sandwiched in between us. Will love in her eyes she looked at her precious baby sister and said, "Mom, she is going to be so beautiful when she grows up."  And with those words, my heart swelled and all was right with the world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you, Father, for my girl. She gets it and sees nothing but beauty and perfection just as YOU do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XIRCcmmY_Rg/Te2NCjxM3DI/AAAAAAAADQQ/t4XCO3k742c/s1600/DSC_0421_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615299385501735986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XIRCcmmY_Rg/Te2NCjxM3DI/AAAAAAAADQQ/t4XCO3k742c/s400/DSC_0421_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Matthew West's album "The Story of Your Life" has been pouring out of our speakers the past fews days. I LOVE this album- each song has such a wonderful story behind it.  The words to his song "To Me" sum up my prayers and praises for each of my kiddos! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/deNRM_KVdgg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it breaks my heart&lt;br /&gt;Every time I see the world break yours in two&lt;br /&gt;You know those lies ain't true&lt;br /&gt;When you let 'em get to you,&lt;br /&gt;Being you is hard to be, I see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These days sticks and stones &lt;/div&gt;Sound like paradise&lt;br /&gt;Compared to those harsh words&lt;br /&gt;They're rather cut you down than hold you&lt;br /&gt;But they don't know you like I know you&lt;br /&gt;If they did I know they'd see,&lt;br /&gt;Yes they would see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To me you are Heaven's finest invention by far&lt;br /&gt;So much brighter than the brightest star&lt;br /&gt;And what I'd give to make you see&lt;br /&gt;Who you are to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;All your so called friends&lt;br /&gt;Said they'd be there to the bitter end&lt;br /&gt;But I won't be just like the others&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna show you my true colors&lt;br /&gt;You can't ever make me leave&lt;br /&gt;No, no, I won't ever leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To me you are Heaven's finest invention by far&lt;br /&gt;Even brighter than the brightest star&lt;br /&gt;And what I'd give to make you see&lt;br /&gt;Who you are to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you laugh it's my favorite song&lt;br /&gt;And all the gray is gone&lt;br /&gt;Every single time I see you smile,&lt;br /&gt;I just haven't seen it in awhile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So go on and dream&lt;br /&gt;Bigger dreams than this town's ever seen before&lt;br /&gt;There are just two kinds of people:&lt;br /&gt;Ones who say you're just not able&lt;br /&gt;And the ones who change the world&lt;br /&gt;And you're gonna change the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To me you are &lt;/div&gt;Heaven's finest invention by far&lt;br /&gt;Even brighter than the brightest star&lt;br /&gt;And what I'd give to make you see&lt;br /&gt;Who you are to me ...to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-7554409096128156384?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/7554409096128156384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=7554409096128156384' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/7554409096128156384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/7554409096128156384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/06/beautiful.html' title='&quot;.....beautiful!&quot;'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jC2XMxsFlpk/Te2OBBvcr-I/AAAAAAAADQY/jeGSYzLxP3Q/s72-c/DSC_0045_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-5530278652359364227</id><published>2011-05-26T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T19:38:47.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Warrior Owen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YEbPr_V93QY/Td8OdxAFHgI/AAAAAAAADP0/wLS2DxlWj2A/s1600/dsc_0236.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YEbPr_V93QY/Td8OdxAFHgI/AAAAAAAADP0/wLS2DxlWj2A/s400/dsc_0236.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611219565259595266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;....as I sit listening to my newest precious bundle take beautiful, deep breaths in her sleep.....I cry. Tears and tears and tears are flowing in this sterile hospital room tonight. Tears for the precious &lt;a href="http://bissingfamily.wordpress.com/"&gt;Bissing &lt;/a&gt;family. A family I only learned of yesterday. Yet my heart is breaking into a million pieces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Visit their&lt;a href="http://bissingfamily.wordpress.com/"&gt; blog.&lt;/a&gt; Read about this warrior. Join me in praying for the Bissing family-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 104px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HmUHBJvnV2M/Td8Nv6FbhiI/AAAAAAAADPs/fqSdUPOldfw/s400/header6.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611218777423971874" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-5530278652359364227?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/5530278652359364227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=5530278652359364227' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/5530278652359364227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/5530278652359364227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/05/warrior-owen.html' title='Warrior Owen'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YEbPr_V93QY/Td8OdxAFHgI/AAAAAAAADP0/wLS2DxlWj2A/s72-c/dsc_0236.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-4755577053498069228</id><published>2011-05-25T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T18:51:18.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PLEASE PRAY FOR CELIA!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HjJXxjkEhWo/Td2vAt8wExI/AAAAAAAADPU/ILANe5H9Mqo/s1600/DSC_0022_edited.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HjJXxjkEhWo/Td2vAt8wExI/AAAAAAAADPU/ILANe5H9Mqo/s400/DSC_0022_edited.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610833137642771218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our sweet, sweet Celia.  Please pray for God's perfect healing!!  She was admitted today after continuous changes in her color because of reflux/aspiration.  Tomorrow morning, out comes the NG tube and in goes an NJ.  She has not been allowed any food since NOON today- sad baby and frustrated mommy and daddy!!  And our precious girl is not a sad one.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the procedure, we have to hang out here for at least 24 to make sure all is working as planned.  Several people have asked about a G tube.  Yes, she most likely will be the proud owner of a new belly button in the next couple of months (after open heart surgery).  Now, though, no anesthesiologist would allow her to be put to sleep for Gtube insertion.  Her heart is just too fragile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for once again lifting up one of my precious ones!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-4755577053498069228?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/4755577053498069228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=4755577053498069228' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/4755577053498069228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/4755577053498069228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/05/please-pray-for-celia.html' title='PLEASE PRAY FOR CELIA!!'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HjJXxjkEhWo/Td2vAt8wExI/AAAAAAAADPU/ILANe5H9Mqo/s72-c/DSC_0022_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-913512259442881243</id><published>2011-05-24T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T19:28:46.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q9ktcnvHWPk/TdxoWlQWcmI/AAAAAAAADOs/hOcgo6yZ5AE/s1600/DSC_0263_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7ELy_FSgBHA/TdxmL8SrhCI/AAAAAAAADOU/oDlxKb3q2Ig/s1600/DSC_0261_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610471591145866274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7ELy_FSgBHA/TdxmL8SrhCI/AAAAAAAADOU/oDlxKb3q2Ig/s400/DSC_0261_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy Heart Day, Precious Boy!! This time last year you were on the road to recovery. Thanking our Savior for having His hand on you that day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You have changed our lives in more ways than we could have imagined! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Praying that God uses your life to glorify His name and change the world!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610473970534774530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-m0xnrqbmQUI/TdxoWcNM9wI/AAAAAAAADOk/qU8WfEBKhTo/s400/DSC_0149_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;In Him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;E&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/34649974-913512259442881243?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/913512259442881243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=913512259442881243' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/913512259442881243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/913512259442881243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy.html' title='Happy...'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7ELy_FSgBHA/TdxmL8SrhCI/AAAAAAAADOU/oDlxKb3q2Ig/s72-c/DSC_0261_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-7405685934974265881</id><published>2011-05-18T14:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T14:45:52.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oldest and Youngest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lNGaE_tRSFg/TdQ99Qc1iNI/AAAAAAAADNk/r17W-lOZo-U/s1600/DSC_0138.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A1bjHgvmc_M/TdQ9K8NcruI/AAAAAAAADNc/yVPbTcn-QuY/s1600/DSC_0136_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608174694153629410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A1bjHgvmc_M/TdQ9K8NcruI/AAAAAAAADNc/yVPbTcn-QuY/s400/DSC_0136_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My heart swells when I look at this picture. My oldest and youngest. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you, Lord, for these two precious lives. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-7405685934974265881?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/7405685934974265881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=7405685934974265881' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/7405685934974265881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/7405685934974265881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/05/oldest-and-youngest.html' title='Oldest and Youngest'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A1bjHgvmc_M/TdQ9K8NcruI/AAAAAAAADNc/yVPbTcn-QuY/s72-c/DSC_0136_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-849201752167662716</id><published>2011-05-17T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T09:25:34.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I promise...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fTCBO8bgHGg/TdKf6ZLbd8I/AAAAAAAADNM/lX7K62qjneM/s1600/z2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607720311569741762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 381px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fTCBO8bgHGg/TdKf6ZLbd8I/AAAAAAAADNM/lX7K62qjneM/s400/z2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hvWGej2LO3U/TdKeFgZCJsI/AAAAAAAADMc/by_sxvGRcmw/s1600/z5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607718303461156546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 381px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hvWGej2LO3U/TdKeFgZCJsI/AAAAAAAADMc/by_sxvGRcmw/s400/z5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DHnP5pkVSCY/TdKeFoLZqJI/AAAAAAAADMU/h-80zq1TnJI/s1600/z6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607718305551460498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 381px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DHnP5pkVSCY/TdKeFoLZqJI/AAAAAAAADMU/h-80zq1TnJI/s400/z6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;...this will be my last post about &lt;a href="http://www.zulily.com/invite/ewestbrook828"&gt;Zulily&lt;/a&gt;. I just wanted to quickly let my friends with children who have designer genes know about a &lt;a href="http://www.zulily.com/invite/ewestbrook828"&gt;few good things&lt;/a&gt;. Today, you will find some awesome items for our special ones. And my favorite thing besides the fact that they are perfect for fine motor development? NO BATTERIES!!!! I am a battery hater, so I absolutely LOVE that about these toys. And there was no harming the environment when making these beauties either. Here is a little about &lt;a href="http://www.zulily.com/invite/ewestbrook828"&gt;Wonderworld&lt;/a&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"..... Wonderworld has stayed focused on high quality, eco-friendliness and safety. The award-winning brand is proud of being a part of kids' essential growth during their early years. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wonderworld is a strong advocate for the environment. They enjoy bringing safe, fun, and educational toys to children around the world. Each product uses natural, sustainable rubberwood, plus non-toxic dyes and formaldehyde-free glue. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The company is also committed to the highest standard of safety. Wonderworld believes in the consistency of good design and high quality. They have achieved the highest standard of safety and quality complying with American and European regulations. "&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607718470588992210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 381px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g-SyH7vOIAo/TdKePO_aitI/AAAAAAAADM8/P0wNB0_s3Ic/s400/z1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607718316020507282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 381px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-040dJHqBykc/TdKeGPLaopI/AAAAAAAADMs/Hei2PicvBgY/s400/z3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607718313845427762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 381px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4utNyaI-Oek/TdKeGHE1jjI/AAAAAAAADMk/xw24tkqvg6k/s400/z4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607718304642342770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 381px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8zuD0TOvYyA/TdKeFkypn3I/AAAAAAAADMM/AjviGX1uPbA/s400/z7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607720696910887106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 381px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M-D1agLGAhM/TdKgQ0r6uMI/AAAAAAAADNU/4XK6stvtH_E/s400/z8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And a &lt;a href="http://www.zulily.com/invite/ewestbrook828"&gt;super cool trike &lt;/a&gt;for little ones who want to join in the fun but need a little extra help!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And that's all....I promise.:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;In Him,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;E&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-849201752167662716?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/849201752167662716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=849201752167662716' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/849201752167662716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/849201752167662716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/05/i-promise.html' title='I promise...'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fTCBO8bgHGg/TdKf6ZLbd8I/AAAAAAAADNM/lX7K62qjneM/s72-c/z2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-9208251702822593599</id><published>2011-05-11T03:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T04:43:19.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zulily</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oA6D-ljknUk/Tcpr_FPjgoI/AAAAAAAADLU/XM8ZrDSFSW4/s1600/zulily1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605411417699353218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 380px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oA6D-ljknUk/Tcpr_FPjgoI/AAAAAAAADLU/XM8ZrDSFSW4/s400/zulily1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Crazy cute monogrammed apron for $9.99 (fit girls 6-14) - LOVE the ruffles!! I will absolutely be ordering several for gifts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good morning! I have several things to update about but wanted to give another quick shoutout. Like I have said before, I am not a buyer of new things. Just don't like doing it. But several months ago I was introduced to a great company called &lt;a href="http://www.zulily.com/invite/ewestbrook828"&gt;Zulily&lt;/a&gt;. The idea is to offer the consumer specialty items at a deeply reduced price- &lt;a href="http://www.zulily.com/invite/ewestbrook828"&gt;usually 50-90% off&lt;/a&gt;!! New deals are posted daily and most are for women and children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605412277774995346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 380px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1pV5wueGWec/TcpsxJRkT5I/AAAAAAAADLc/dGiG2qrSF7c/s400/zulily1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh, how I love squeaker shoes, and these cuties are $9.99 and great quality!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605416032689048562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 380px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZoGkXM1QHls/TcpwLta1y_I/AAAAAAAADLs/IrHpgYofMMw/s400/zulily1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;$3.99!! I absolutely love Bright Baby books! They are perfect for my kiddos with Down Syndrome in that the pictures and words are simple and bold and there is no other business on each page. The publisher is also offering many other wonderful books at great prices through tomorrow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605414895493902690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 380px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xo1mwEnIp14/TcpvJhCY8WI/AAAAAAAADLk/zhdq0mxHIrs/s400/zulily1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Eric Carle animal sounds card game for $6.99.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605418609930765442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 380px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EYfgUxhutUY/TcpyhuZJhII/AAAAAAAADL0/ceC8UQeXTqg/s400/zulily1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh my! How cute is this little polka dot number?!?! Only $6.99!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605418897301178162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 380px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jHDoKSsbgVc/Tcpyyc7mBzI/AAAAAAAADL8/yJqdX3bFfYM/s400/zulily1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Okay. Now usually more than I would spend but since it comes with a matching doll outfit, this would make a great gift for $15.99.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Head on over and check out &lt;a href="http://www.zulily.com/invite/ewestbrook828"&gt;Zulily&lt;/a&gt;. Sometimes I score big time. In all honesty, other times I would never pay what they are asking for a pair of socks.:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;In Him,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;E&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-9208251702822593599?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/9208251702822593599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=9208251702822593599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/9208251702822593599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/9208251702822593599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/05/zulily.html' title='Zulily'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oA6D-ljknUk/Tcpr_FPjgoI/AAAAAAAADLU/XM8ZrDSFSW4/s72-c/zulily1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-757414379227779343</id><published>2011-05-06T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T18:59:51.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>URGENT PRAYER REQUEST!!</title><content type='html'>Please, pray. My brother-in-law, Paul, was in a motorcycle accident a few hours ago and broken many bones including his pelvis, collar bone, ribs, shoulder, tailbone and more. Several tests are still out, and we are praying no more problems are found. He is ALIVE- PRAISE THE LORD!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U8iCRyxNh_U/TcSlWSKG0eI/AAAAAAAADLM/uXfVhKDQYvc/s1600/freeman%2Bfam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603785638605672930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U8iCRyxNh_U/TcSlWSKG0eI/AAAAAAAADLM/uXfVhKDQYvc/s400/freeman%2Bfam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Paul is daddy to 3 of the cutest little boys who are used to wrestling and tumbling with him.:) Please, remember him in the coming weeks as he has a very long road to recovery and much physical pain ahead of him. Also, pray for my sister who will be his caretaker for quite a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7-DZsJHG6C4/TcSlWUSo_5I/AAAAAAAADLE/SG1v4vaDxWQ/s1600/freeman%2Bboys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603785639178338194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7-DZsJHG6C4/TcSlWUSo_5I/AAAAAAAADLE/SG1v4vaDxWQ/s400/freeman%2Bboys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My awesome nephews&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In Him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;E&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/34649974-757414379227779343?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/757414379227779343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=757414379227779343' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/757414379227779343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/757414379227779343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/05/urgent-prayer-request.html' title='URGENT PRAYER REQUEST!!'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U8iCRyxNh_U/TcSlWSKG0eI/AAAAAAAADLM/uXfVhKDQYvc/s72-c/freeman%2Bfam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-6464854267562523797</id><published>2011-05-04T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T11:43:49.255-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 of 5:)</title><content type='html'>...and plenty of a certain silly boy.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VZEJkuDUSk8/TcGdcQYzMVI/AAAAAAAADK8/t2JMyBKi6Ms/s1600/DSC_0229_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602932520186491218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VZEJkuDUSk8/TcGdcQYzMVI/AAAAAAAADK8/t2JMyBKi6Ms/s400/DSC_0229_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pkh-UmjlfuY/TcGdby3xRzI/AAAAAAAADK0/NrwpgYXS2P8/s1600/DSC_0226_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602932512263325490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Pkh-UmjlfuY/TcGdby3xRzI/AAAAAAAADK0/NrwpgYXS2P8/s400/DSC_0226_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TBeXwOOGCbI/TcGdbnPeuKI/AAAAAAAADKs/jIdmFXODdq8/s1600/DSC_0215_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602932509141547170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TBeXwOOGCbI/TcGdbnPeuKI/AAAAAAAADKs/jIdmFXODdq8/s400/DSC_0215_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/-dY6CFaVSA0Y/TcGdbU-He0I/AAAAAAAADKk/0p4TIKzHKrI/s1600/DSC_0212_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602932504236882754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dY6CFaVSA0Y/TcGdbU-He0I/AAAAAAAADKk/0p4TIKzHKrI/s400/DSC_0212_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rjsO-4iimoA/TcGcBVYEtsI/AAAAAAAADKc/Oavu7VT-VVs/s1600/DSC_0209_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602930958157526722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rjsO-4iimoA/TcGcBVYEtsI/AAAAAAAADKc/Oavu7VT-VVs/s400/DSC_0209_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ufjaBww2L2o/TcGcBHvnX_I/AAAAAAAADKU/0ezHQisSkCY/s1600/DSC_0206_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602930954498170866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ufjaBww2L2o/TcGcBHvnX_I/AAAAAAAADKU/0ezHQisSkCY/s400/DSC_0206_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P5hmr2QB-6Y/TcGcAxi30aI/AAAAAAAADKM/kEv4y8SFocI/s1600/DSC_0196_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602930948539142562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P5hmr2QB-6Y/TcGcAxi30aI/AAAAAAAADKM/kEv4y8SFocI/s400/DSC_0196_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FUlVvQPIrq8/TcGcAs1WLcI/AAAAAAAADKE/HZf1HcZat_Y/s1600/DSC_0172_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602930947274452418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FUlVvQPIrq8/TcGcAs1WLcI/AAAAAAAADKE/HZf1HcZat_Y/s400/DSC_0172_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_nlF9YSrrU/TcGcAdnrQzI/AAAAAAAADJ8/uB0fmBnoPsg/s1600/DSC_0164_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602930943190582066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_nlF9YSrrU/TcGcAdnrQzI/AAAAAAAADJ8/uB0fmBnoPsg/s400/DSC_0164_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MyJUAx7l9_w/TcGaZYodpmI/AAAAAAAADJ0/A-ECop0-LXs/s1600/DSC_0160_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602929172325181026" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zgoENdLtNzQ/TcGaYZXJB0I/AAAAAAAADJc/B2yYFj1os2A/s400/DSC_0138_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gCcn9tgHV8w/TcGaYOcVU0I/AAAAAAAADJU/CFvdyvm_wsM/s1600/DSC_0133_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602929152410080066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gCcn9tgHV8w/TcGaYOcVU0I/AAAAAAAADJU/CFvdyvm_wsM/s400/DSC_0133_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-6464854267562523797?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/6464854267562523797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=6464854267562523797' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/6464854267562523797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/6464854267562523797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/05/4-of-5.html' title='4 of 5:)'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VZEJkuDUSk8/TcGdcQYzMVI/AAAAAAAADK8/t2JMyBKi6Ms/s72-c/DSC_0229_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-7983886666855662562</id><published>2011-05-04T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T11:21:06.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3 of 5:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7_RHRO2UeBc/TcGYwqRbJeI/AAAAAAAADJM/t5oQ4tY_p8Q/s1600/DSC_0064_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602927373174121954" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TR6BqlNm3hI/TcGYvvraklI/AAAAAAAADI0/YuVbnrtZJ6E/s400/DSC_0047_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G7oq6zz9M3Y/TcGYva8oGrI/AAAAAAAADIs/SIiiweANUy4/s1600/DSC_0026_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602927351880489650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G7oq6zz9M3Y/TcGYva8oGrI/AAAAAAAADIs/SIiiweANUy4/s400/DSC_0026_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/34649974-7983886666855662562?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/7983886666855662562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=7983886666855662562' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/7983886666855662562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/7983886666855662562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/05/3-of-5.html' title='3 of 5:)'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7_RHRO2UeBc/TcGYwqRbJeI/AAAAAAAADJM/t5oQ4tY_p8Q/s72-c/DSC_0064_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-8453518710445988240</id><published>2011-05-04T10:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T11:08:52.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 of 5 :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602923638449639170" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iH1U42Y9YSU/TcGVXjCiq8I/AAAAAAAADIU/QBXYPxMb02s/s400/DSC_0320_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ps6XaPgpM-4/TcGVXIctsUI/AAAAAAAADIE/M7bK6N_TQxk/s1600/DSC_0316_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602923636063056194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ps6XaPgpM-4/TcGVXIctsUI/AAAAAAAADIE/M7bK6N_TQxk/s400/DSC_0316_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k3FX_4YflcA/TcGTXXRrFpI/AAAAAAAADH8/SFnoJX65VyM/s1600/DSC_0309_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602921441020024466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k3FX_4YflcA/TcGTXXRrFpI/AAAAAAAADH8/SFnoJX65VyM/s400/DSC_0309_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They found a ladybug and he wasn't sure what to do with it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9U3-fhq6eeU/TcGTXFAiXoI/AAAAAAAADH0/emEex9irR94/s1600/DSC_0305_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602921436116311682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9U3-fhq6eeU/TcGTXFAiXoI/AAAAAAAADH0/emEex9irR94/s400/DSC_0305_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VtXpLYB5LgQ/TcGTWtW5v5I/AAAAAAAADHk/M7whYZ-fs4E/s1600/DSC_0299_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602921429767667602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VtXpLYB5LgQ/TcGTWtW5v5I/AAAAAAAADHk/M7whYZ-fs4E/s400/DSC_0299_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VnGCeWufnw8/TcGTWBVPEmI/AAAAAAAADHc/u1MJmT4Bwkw/s1600/DSC_0296_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602921417949516386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VnGCeWufnw8/TcGTWBVPEmI/AAAAAAAADHc/u1MJmT4Bwkw/s400/DSC_0296_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BsAaSGCA4pw/TcGRNBy-HMI/AAAAAAAADHU/ValUsdy641g/s1600/DSC_0295_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602919064432155842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BsAaSGCA4pw/TcGRNBy-HMI/AAAAAAAADHU/ValUsdy641g/s400/DSC_0295_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qmpqEu0r79Q/TcGRMzxHdRI/AAAAAAAADHM/O0_0av0B0zI/s1600/DSC_0251_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602919060666283282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qmpqEu0r79Q/TcGRMzxHdRI/AAAAAAAADHM/O0_0av0B0zI/s400/DSC_0251_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BDH6j7qEReU/TcGRMXHhqHI/AAAAAAAADHE/TdIFlJEmj3Y/s1600/DSC_0247_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602919052975646834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BDH6j7qEReU/TcGRMXHhqHI/AAAAAAAADHE/TdIFlJEmj3Y/s400/DSC_0247_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a0OLOx0lFc4/TcGP_IxrblI/AAAAAAAADG8/2zs6RD8aT1k/s1600/DSC_0239_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602917726275989074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a0OLOx0lFc4/TcGP_IxrblI/AAAAAAAADG8/2zs6RD8aT1k/s400/DSC_0239_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-8453518710445988240?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/8453518710445988240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=8453518710445988240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/8453518710445988240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/8453518710445988240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/05/2-of-5.html' title='2 of 5 :)'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HZgrZ7O1Jp8/TcGVXRVuDwI/AAAAAAAADIM/MtvrrC2FGeU/s72-c/DSC_0317_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-4990238738132980590</id><published>2011-05-04T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T10:29:50.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 of 5 :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Lq8EL82arWA/TcGMaF8bAII/AAAAAAAADG0/sQ7oWhVsu58/s1600/DSC_0083_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;FINALLY I was able to wrangle up 4 out of my 5 to take pictures. Still no group shot because one was missing.....maybe some day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602913090814737874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K-xVvEcBN7s/TcGLxUVl_dI/AAAAAAAADGE/ggLwgHW4Ldc/s400/DSC_0001_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0LKLS4z8OD4/TcGMZ-f_XPI/AAAAAAAADGs/lO0s73kvVCY/s1600/DSC_0080_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602913789327400178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0LKLS4z8OD4/TcGMZ-f_XPI/AAAAAAAADGs/lO0s73kvVCY/s400/DSC_0080_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-enHwj5JFKrU/TcGLypHjqEI/AAAAAAAADGk/QEv0GB2w-VA/s1600/DSC_0073_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602913113572878402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-enHwj5JFKrU/TcGLypHjqEI/AAAAAAAADGk/QEv0GB2w-VA/s400/DSC_0073_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0J3JlOCzrp8/TcGLyGypRpI/AAAAAAAADGc/UqUl6Agj404/s1600/DSC_0015_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602913104358360722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0J3JlOCzrp8/TcGLyGypRpI/AAAAAAAADGc/UqUl6Agj404/s400/DSC_0015_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K3MJeZj4GWc/TcGLx0bojdI/AAAAAAAADGU/X4rFf9FHzMg/s1600/DSC_0010_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602913099430006226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K3MJeZj4GWc/TcGLx0bojdI/AAAAAAAADGU/X4rFf9FHzMg/s400/DSC_0010_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h1n-2T8yWXA/TcGLxj4c5XI/AAAAAAAADGM/FtRf-Tr0Q9Q/s1600/DSC_0007_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602913094987474290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h1n-2T8yWXA/TcGLxj4c5XI/AAAAAAAADGM/FtRf-Tr0Q9Q/s400/DSC_0007_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In Him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;E&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/34649974-4990238738132980590?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/4990238738132980590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=4990238738132980590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/4990238738132980590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/4990238738132980590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/05/1-of-5.html' title='1 of 5 :)'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K-xVvEcBN7s/TcGLxUVl_dI/AAAAAAAADGE/ggLwgHW4Ldc/s72-c/DSC_0001_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-643193310177827183</id><published>2011-05-03T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T09:25:46.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MRL2BreLfcw/TcAsIGMIwNI/AAAAAAAADAE/0qK6DFXxIn8/s1600/DSC_0025_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602526454060990674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MRL2BreLfcw/TcAsIGMIwNI/AAAAAAAADAE/0qK6DFXxIn8/s400/DSC_0025_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1 Boy + 1 Dad + 1 Lawnmower = A tiny slice of Heaven here on Earth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for the 1 Boy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_jVGJtAJbnE/TcAsH9ycdUI/AAAAAAAAC_8/BPNw3HWZ1N8/s1600/DSC_0021_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602526451805746498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_jVGJtAJbnE/TcAsH9ycdUI/AAAAAAAAC_8/BPNw3HWZ1N8/s400/DSC_0021_edited.jpg" border="0" /&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/34649974-643193310177827183?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/643193310177827183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=643193310177827183' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/643193310177827183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/643193310177827183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/05/1-boy-1-dad-1-lawnmower-tiny-slice-of.html' title=''/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MRL2BreLfcw/TcAsIGMIwNI/AAAAAAAADAE/0qK6DFXxIn8/s72-c/DSC_0025_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-2178376694285094757</id><published>2011-05-02T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T21:14:34.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend recap and We have a GRADUATE!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d7Ey5Cew6g8/Tb97QNEfwiI/AAAAAAAAC_c/2BjedfZoi-8/s1600/DSC_0147_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602331979788829218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d7Ey5Cew6g8/Tb97QNEfwiI/AAAAAAAAC_c/2BjedfZoi-8/s400/DSC_0147_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Snoozing while eating &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pfCXfeduaPg/Tb97P4ieRCI/AAAAAAAAC_U/644uHxvvMks/s1600/DSC_0143_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602331974277415970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pfCXfeduaPg/Tb97P4ieRCI/AAAAAAAAC_U/644uHxvvMks/s400/DSC_0143_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our daughter (in blue) hanging out with a best friend at the graduation party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fhIIiEiZ9og/Tb95q7OnldI/AAAAAAAAC_E/WTT6yuurlmM/s1600/DSC_0135_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602330239832659410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fhIIiEiZ9og/Tb95q7OnldI/AAAAAAAAC_E/WTT6yuurlmM/s400/DSC_0135_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We need to separate these 2 for pictures....he's making his move...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602331968466977266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fNTRIEgyJcI/Tb97Pi5KAfI/AAAAAAAAC_M/wvj1pcvnbMs/s400/DSC_0136_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;...and got her!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6udPdTSFvLg/Tb95qGdwkbI/AAAAAAAAC-s/j-QawDpjy_U/s1600/DSC_0126_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602330225669083570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6udPdTSFvLg/Tb95qGdwkbI/AAAAAAAAC-s/j-QawDpjy_U/s400/DSC_0126_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hubby's parents and our girl at party &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602336271453286626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 329px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5laNK7W35rA/Tb9_KAxCcOI/AAAAAAAAC_0/5USxTmkcprc/s400/DSC_0120_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crazy wind hair. Watching the big kids play games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602335037726751650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t4t14MtW2sM/Tb9-CMxte6I/AAAAAAAAC_s/_CnH2RXjoas/s400/DSC_0127_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mimi and our graduate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602335033600020882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P2xNXG3rLSM/Tb9-B9Z0kZI/AAAAAAAAC_k/mdALuXEesH0/s400/DSC_0110_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, our girl is wearing a beautiful dress with a tulle skirt for the sack race.&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/-VyMNqdMGsaY/Tb93t5g7W-I/AAAAAAAAC-M/SMn14aPnW2k/s1600/DSC_0106_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602328091888933858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VyMNqdMGsaY/Tb93t5g7W-I/AAAAAAAAC-M/SMn14aPnW2k/s400/DSC_0106_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some of the little girls&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/-1GpuWzAPY34/Tb93ti_EXcI/AAAAAAAAC-E/vg8vHhIb8pA/s1600/DSC_0101_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602328085841337794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1GpuWzAPY34/Tb93ti_EXcI/AAAAAAAAC-E/vg8vHhIb8pA/s400/DSC_0101_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My newest nephew, Jobe.&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/-3RAqW-HBF90/Tb93tVptxXI/AAAAAAAAC98/e5VQTEdrA1c/s1600/DSC_0097_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602328082262115698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3RAqW-HBF90/Tb93tVptxXI/AAAAAAAAC98/e5VQTEdrA1c/s400/DSC_0097_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our oldest, her boyfriend and best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QTdYlETc4f8/Tb90v8nkmpI/AAAAAAAAC90/2kwjcsGNfNk/s1600/DSC_0080_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602324828546964114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QTdYlETc4f8/Tb90v8nkmpI/AAAAAAAAC90/2kwjcsGNfNk/s400/DSC_0080_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy and the four wheeler.&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/-0qSy8aqmfME/Tb90vgM_isI/AAAAAAAAC9s/t677gDgP9vw/s1600/DSC_0049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602324820919290562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0qSy8aqmfME/Tb90vgM_isI/AAAAAAAAC9s/t677gDgP9vw/s400/DSC_0049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tube free for a couple of hours. Had to share this one- look at her antlers!&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/-OPt8kA-Jy_M/Tb90vTZlO0I/AAAAAAAAC9k/Zc_tVA676UY/s1600/DSC_0028_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602324817482431298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OPt8kA-Jy_M/Tb90vTZlO0I/AAAAAAAAC9k/Zc_tVA676UY/s400/DSC_0028_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tube free with big sister.&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/-97gfS-JtviY/Tb90vLZpwNI/AAAAAAAAC9c/0bZHhPsanYE/s1600/DSC_0019_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602324815335243986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-97gfS-JtviY/Tb90vLZpwNI/AAAAAAAAC9c/0bZHhPsanYE/s400/DSC_0019_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just keeping it real. Me at my best....this is how I look most days. Tired! And no, we don't make her hair stick up like that- it does it on it's own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DozJHwqZ4f8/Tb90u439TnI/AAAAAAAAC9U/p5fdIqcKsvE/s1600/DSC_0003_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602324810362080882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 393px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DozJHwqZ4f8/Tb90u439TnI/AAAAAAAAC9U/p5fdIqcKsvE/s400/DSC_0003_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This boy loves to read! So sweet with his big sister. The same one he attacks during pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;In Him,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;E&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-2178376694285094757?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/2178376694285094757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=2178376694285094757' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/2178376694285094757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/2178376694285094757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/05/recap-in-pictures.html' title='Weekend recap and We have a GRADUATE!!'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d7Ey5Cew6g8/Tb97QNEfwiI/AAAAAAAAC_c/2BjedfZoi-8/s72-c/DSC_0147_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-4434805488758001951</id><published>2011-04-24T04:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T04:17:48.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HE IS RISEN!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Eui5WK-pkSA" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-4434805488758001951?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/4434805488758001951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=4434805488758001951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/4434805488758001951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/4434805488758001951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/04/he-is-risen.html' title='HE IS RISEN!!!!!'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Eui5WK-pkSA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-4129841450407701061</id><published>2011-04-23T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T06:05:46.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Life without God....."</title><content type='html'>Billy Graham is now in his 90's with Parkinson's disease. In January 2000, leaders in Charlotte , North Carolina , invited their favorite son, Billy Graham, to a luncheon in his honor.&lt;br /&gt;Billy initially hesitated to accept the invitation because he struggles with Parkinson's disease. But the Charlotte leaders said , 'We don't expect a major address. Just come and let us honor you.'&lt;br /&gt;So he agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After wonderful things were said about him, Dr. Graham stepped to the rostrum, looked at the crowd, and said, "I'm reminded today of Albert Einstein, the great physicist who this month has been honored by Time magazine as the Man of the Century. Einstein was once traveling from Princeton on a train when the conductor came down the aisle, punching the tickets of every passenger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he came to Einstein, Einstein reached in his vest pocket. He couldn't find his ticket, so he reached in his trouser pockets. It wasn't there. He looked in his briefcase but couldn't find it. Then he looked in the seat beside him. He still couldn't find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The conductor said, 'Dr. Einstein, I know who you are. We all know who you are. I'm sure you bought a ticket. Don't worry about it.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Einstein nodded appreciatively. The conductor continued down the aisle punching tickets. As he was ready to move to the next car, he turned around and saw the great physicist down on his hands and knees looking under his seat for his ticket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The conductor rushed back and said, 'Dr. Einstein, Dr. Einstein, don't worry, I know who you are; no problem. You don't need a ticket. I'm sure you bought one.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Einstein looked at him and said, 'Young man, I too, know who I am. What I don't know is where I'm going.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said that, Billy Graham continued, "See the suit I'm wearing? It's a brand new suit. My children, and my grandchildren are telling me I've gotten a little slovenly in my old age.&lt;br /&gt;I used to be a bit more fastidious. So I went out and bought a new suit for this luncheon and one more occasion. You know what that occasion is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the suit in which I'll be buried. But when you hear I'm dead, I don't want you to immediately remember the suit I'm wearing . I want you to remember this: I not only know who I am. I also know where I'm going."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May your troubles be less, your blessings more, and may nothing but happiness, come through your door. "Life without God is like an unsharpened pencil - it has no point."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen &amp;amp; Peace, My Friends&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-4129841450407701061?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/4129841450407701061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=4129841450407701061' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/4129841450407701061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/4129841450407701061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/04/life-without-god.html' title='&quot;Life without God.....&quot;'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-4421160967741440525</id><published>2011-04-22T15:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T15:17:09.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Greatest Man in History</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DFY3ACpEXHo/TbH9-iPZ9dI/AAAAAAAAC9M/g7MjJkFEltw/s1600/DSC_0281_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598535062583375314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DFY3ACpEXHo/TbH9-iPZ9dI/AAAAAAAAC9M/g7MjJkFEltw/s400/DSC_0281_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Who Is Jesus? The Greatest Man in History &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus had no servants, yet they called Him Master.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Had no degree, yet they called Him Teacher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Had no medicines, yet they called Him Healer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He had no army, yet kings feared Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He won no military battles, yet He conquered the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He committed no crime, yet they crucified Him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He was buried in a tomb, yet &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;He lives today!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-4421160967741440525?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/4421160967741440525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=4421160967741440525' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/4421160967741440525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/4421160967741440525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/04/greatest-man-in-history.html' title='The Greatest Man in History'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DFY3ACpEXHo/TbH9-iPZ9dI/AAAAAAAAC9M/g7MjJkFEltw/s72-c/DSC_0281_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-6417539090197632928</id><published>2011-04-19T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T17:27:04.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He's leaving me...</title><content type='html'>.....or at least that's what I thought he'd say when I brought up Spencer. Not really. Our relationship is solid, but I did think that he'd admit me into some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;psychiatric&lt;/span&gt; hospital for even mentioning his name!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spencer. God, why do I see things like this!?!?! And more importantly, why do I feel the way I do about it?!?! Spencer. He's 17. Yes, a far cry from our 8 week old treasure but we do have an 18 year old, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spencer has no Mom and Dad. No permanent place to call home. I asked Dawn what she thought would happen to him when he turned 18. I knew the answer but so wanted her to tell me something completely different. Something wonderful and beautiful, but she didn't. "He'll go to an institution" was the answer she gave. I knew it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadness, anger and fear swept over me. Spencer. A treasure just like our youngest two. Waiting for a family for many reasons. He's "old". He's a male. And he has Down Syndrome. &lt;br /&gt;But you know what? He is human and he longs for the same things each of us long for. Acceptance. Love. A family. And specifically a family "with a Dad". Spencer's words. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't imagine my Charlie where Spencer is today. Alone. With noone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, join me in praying for this tough guy. One of the pictures I saw of him shows him flexing his muscles. He's showing the world that he's a fighter and a strong one at that. Join me in fighting for him and praying for his family to find him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spencer is already 17 and living in the foster care system here in the US. He doesn't have much time left. &lt;br /&gt;In Him,&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-6417539090197632928?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/6417539090197632928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=6417539090197632928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/6417539090197632928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/6417539090197632928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/04/hes-leaving-me.html' title='He&apos;s leaving me...'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-1681011489651236778</id><published>2011-04-17T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T18:12:00.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My dream car...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E2ypumTSWvY/TakK863lPuI/AAAAAAAAC9E/bV5pcpZ9WCk/s1600/van.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596016053695364834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E2ypumTSWvY/TakK863lPuI/AAAAAAAAC9E/bV5pcpZ9WCk/s400/van.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I'm serious. My dream just may come true!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In Him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;E&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-1681011489651236778?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/1681011489651236778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=1681011489651236778' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/1681011489651236778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/1681011489651236778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-dream-car.html' title='My dream car...'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E2ypumTSWvY/TakK863lPuI/AAAAAAAAC9E/bV5pcpZ9WCk/s72-c/van.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-2583904339056302343</id><published>2011-04-16T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T17:52:00.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Reader...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Daily I find him in the middle of his pile....reading and reading and reading. For 15, 20, 30 minutes he does this, "talking" the entire time. He is so smart!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jWFhTf-J_rY/TakE5rjiHlI/AAAAAAAAC88/TR24OrCcmyQ/s1600/DSC_0032_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596009400975367762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jWFhTf-J_rY/TakE5rjiHlI/AAAAAAAAC88/TR24OrCcmyQ/s400/DSC_0032_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In Him, E &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-2583904339056302343?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/2583904339056302343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=2583904339056302343' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/2583904339056302343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/2583904339056302343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-reader.html' title='My Reader...'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jWFhTf-J_rY/TakE5rjiHlI/AAAAAAAAC88/TR24OrCcmyQ/s72-c/DSC_0032_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-8206271890369377703</id><published>2011-04-15T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T19:52:51.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For all those who have been harrassing me....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gI9vmDWIFlk/TakCFN19_uI/AAAAAAAAC80/ZcMyqYYOgHE/s1600/DSC_0002_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596006300623175394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gI9vmDWIFlk/TakCFN19_uI/AAAAAAAAC80/ZcMyqYYOgHE/s400/DSC_0002_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kiddos in our house sleep in comfort- I wish I were surrounded by all that satin and chenille!:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RKMe2lljJHY/TakBAKXYpHI/AAAAAAAAC8s/5S6t7Yp3_uM/s1600/DSC_0420_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596005114278618226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RKMe2lljJHY/TakBAKXYpHI/AAAAAAAAC8s/5S6t7Yp3_uM/s400/DSC_0420_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9TrxFA3Bls8/TakA_00PzyI/AAAAAAAAC8k/Cmi_m7KYr9A/s1600/DSC_0421_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596005108494094114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9TrxFA3Bls8/TakA_00PzyI/AAAAAAAAC8k/Cmi_m7KYr9A/s400/DSC_0421_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K_XzIjcP-Zo/TakA_l3TPTI/AAAAAAAAC8c/Ri1Xjp4OIb8/s1600/DSC_0419_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596005104480369970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K_XzIjcP-Zo/TakA_l3TPTI/AAAAAAAAC8c/Ri1Xjp4OIb8/s400/DSC_0419_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here she is in all of her 7 pound 12 ounce glory!! She will be 8 weeks this coming Tuesday. Yep, slowly but surely she is gaining. Tiny baby steps is how she does it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EJfrYS_gQV0/TakA_WsoAJI/AAAAAAAAC8U/X7_6eXYqGgs/s1600/DSC_0393_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596005100409061522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EJfrYS_gQV0/TakA_WsoAJI/AAAAAAAAC8U/X7_6eXYqGgs/s400/DSC_0393_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After working hard at pushing herself up and holding up that heavy head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aSEFCnX73nI/TakA_OimpAI/AAAAAAAAC8M/qewzTw1DnGo/s1600/DSC_0402_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596005098219545602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aSEFCnX73nI/TakA_OimpAI/AAAAAAAAC8M/qewzTw1DnGo/s400/DSC_0402_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took this picture to show you how teeny our treasure really is. My hands are not large by any means. She is such a teeny peanut!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So, there you have it. We hope to have another mini photoshoot tomorrow afternoon with all 5, and I'll share those when they are finally finished! Hope you all have a blessed weekend! In Him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;E&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/34649974-8206271890369377703?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/8206271890369377703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=8206271890369377703' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/8206271890369377703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/8206271890369377703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/04/for-all-those-who-have-been-harrassing.html' title='For all those who have been harrassing me....'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gI9vmDWIFlk/TakCFN19_uI/AAAAAAAAC80/ZcMyqYYOgHE/s72-c/DSC_0002_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-2606431881025171650</id><published>2011-04-11T11:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T12:02:35.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The World's Best Big Sisters!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;These girls totally ROCK!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s5ulkK_vMwM/TaNPZSgjnBI/AAAAAAAAC8A/Ii5LBS1-hck/s1600/DSC_0414_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594402458008001554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 314px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s5ulkK_vMwM/TaNPZSgjnBI/AAAAAAAAC8A/Ii5LBS1-hck/s400/DSC_0414_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qSAknHOSh5k/TaNPYfjw-xI/AAAAAAAAC7w/IZ1lCz496Ow/s1600/DSC_0117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594402444331252498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qSAknHOSh5k/TaNPYfjw-xI/AAAAAAAAC7w/IZ1lCz496Ow/s400/DSC_0117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594402445397692930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wnM02d_n9YM/TaNPYjiBkgI/AAAAAAAAC74/tI6JtIsOG_Y/s400/DSCN0649.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--2WoGRP3_-4/TaNPXXQDtFI/AAAAAAAAC7o/vS8LUvVpaf4/s1600/DSC_0107_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594402424921240658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--2WoGRP3_-4/TaNPXXQDtFI/AAAAAAAAC7o/vS8LUvVpaf4/s400/DSC_0107_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In Him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;E&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/34649974-2606431881025171650?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/2606431881025171650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=2606431881025171650' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/2606431881025171650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/2606431881025171650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/04/worlds-best-big-sisters.html' title='The World&apos;s Best Big Sisters!!'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-s5ulkK_vMwM/TaNPZSgjnBI/AAAAAAAAC8A/Ii5LBS1-hck/s72-c/DSC_0414_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-6262401704358460639</id><published>2011-04-10T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T21:15:47.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Big Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BV9c51AYKyE/TaJ3QbzW4hI/AAAAAAAAC7I/SlNKnuZ1uVI/s1600/DSC_0189_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594164811372356114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BV9c51AYKyE/TaJ3QbzW4hI/AAAAAAAAC7I/SlNKnuZ1uVI/s400/DSC_0189_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My oh my how this little guy has changed in the past few months!! I know that part of his "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bigness&lt;/span&gt;" comes from the fact that he has a sister that is less than 1/3 his size, but he really is growing up. And as much as I want him to stay little and snuggle with me every morning, I am so incredibly proud of his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;new found&lt;/span&gt; independence!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;**WARNING** I usually don't write "bragging " posts, but this post is an exception. He has been working so hard and deserves to be bragged on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;About 2 months ago Charlie started walking (and for those of you counting the months, he was 17 months!!). Not walking as in 20-30 feet but walking a good 10-15 steps. I am 100% confident that it has much to do with his amazing PT, Ms. Linda, and her years of working with these kiddos. I also know that Charlie's success was aided by Ms. Linda's suggestion and force that he use the walker and master turning. Think- core muscle strengthening. Linda is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;NDT&lt;/span&gt; Certified and a genius as far as I am concerned.:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For about 4-6 weeks now he's been on a mission and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;noone&lt;/span&gt; can stop him. He is walking EVERYWHERE (close the potties and all doors!!). The next goal? Mastering kicking a ball- he's so incredibly close to doing it 100% of the time. Oh, and hands down by his side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594164817542620402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dswuChJUpzo/TaJ3QyydpPI/AAAAAAAAC7Y/PYjDP26fxGQ/s400/DSC_0216_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594164820353781954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 314px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qgZWYRn-Ovk/TaJ3Q9QskMI/AAAAAAAAC7Q/P9_qnwqlenU/s400/DSC_0209_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Charlie also go this first big boy haircut that his sisters love fixing "cool". Yep, look at that cool dude!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594164810755887506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 369px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pD_bFZFZ4to/TaJ3QZgYUZI/AAAAAAAAC7A/OA6h6AE9LcQ/s400/DSC_0090_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I love you, handsome boy!! But slow your growing down just a bit. Mommy's not ready to lose her snuggle partner.:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594164821471642754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kKjbN4T5Ivk/TaJ3RBbNxII/AAAAAAAAC7g/lP9JpJdDYS4/s400/DSC_0223_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;In Him,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;E&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-6262401704358460639?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/6262401704358460639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=6262401704358460639' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/6262401704358460639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/6262401704358460639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/04/my-big-boy.html' title='My Big Boy'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BV9c51AYKyE/TaJ3QbzW4hI/AAAAAAAAC7I/SlNKnuZ1uVI/s72-c/DSC_0189_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-7609583165940607934</id><published>2011-04-07T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T10:28:31.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doesn't he deserve a family?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE THIS BOY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If God's plan for our family was to be on the next plane to Uganda, you can bet that's exactly where I'd be!! But right now, I feel like we need to focus on Celia's health and getting her to a place of stability with her heart, weight and feeding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My prayer over and over and over is "Does sweet Jonathan not deserve a family, God?". I cry out to Him about this precious one. Just look at this treasure! Oh my GOODNESS! I love him! And how my heart swelled and broke all in the same instant when I saw him playing with this toy. Guess who sent it to him?!?! Yep, our family! And evidently it's his favorite.:) But, I wished he were here playing with it instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592889577437667362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jhidOwr1zuc/TZ3vcDMoICI/AAAAAAAAC6w/xLMZgEfqEGc/s400/Jonathan%2Band%2Btoy.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Let's face it, though. The odds are stacked against him. #1- He lives in Africa. #2- He has Down Syndrome. #3- Something is going on with his digestive system and he NEEDS medical attention soon. #4- Jonathan is HIV positive. A big deal? ABSOLUTELY NOT!! HIV is NOT what it used to be. Feel free to mosey on over to &lt;a href="http://www.projecthopeful.org/"&gt;Project Hopeful &lt;/a&gt;to learn how incredibly easy it is to care for and live with HIV. NOT A BIG DEAL! And guess what? This is what God intended for Jonathan. He KNEW this would be a part of his life. And guess what else? He already knows who his family is and is just waiting for them to step forward. Could it be you? &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YJMCYzppuBE/TZ3vceDIORI/AAAAAAAAC64/f-XV6OknZHI/s1600/jonathan"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592889584645585170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YJMCYzppuBE/TZ3vceDIORI/AAAAAAAAC64/f-XV6OknZHI/s400/jonathan" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Please, if you are interested in learning more about Jonathan, email me &lt;a href="mailto:nogreatergiftmom@yahoo.com"&gt;nogreatergiftmom@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt;. I long for this boy to be home. Amazed by HIS grace, E&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-7609583165940607934?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/7609583165940607934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=7609583165940607934' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/7609583165940607934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/7609583165940607934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/04/does-he-not-deserve-family.html' title='Doesn&apos;t he deserve a family?'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jhidOwr1zuc/TZ3vcDMoICI/AAAAAAAAC6w/xLMZgEfqEGc/s72-c/Jonathan%2Band%2Btoy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-7936865069860265201</id><published>2011-04-01T17:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T17:57:49.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Celia's Wish List....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hqb4sxKNLDc/TZZzZ39AI4I/AAAAAAAAC6M/TD0P3nc9FiM/s1600/ballet9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590782875780785026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hqb4sxKNLDc/TZZzZ39AI4I/AAAAAAAAC6M/TD0P3nc9FiM/s400/ballet9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s3BxDeHhTeM/TZZzY4ZZH3I/AAAAAAAAC50/HOfurS-zFxU/s1600/ballet6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590782858719993714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s3BxDeHhTeM/TZZzY4ZZH3I/AAAAAAAAC50/HOfurS-zFxU/s400/ballet6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590782470592083650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k7VfRxfTTWk/TZZzCSgfNsI/AAAAAAAAC5c/yeKSmoGl7LE/s400/ballet3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Again, I'm not a buyer of new things but when I saw these at &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/BriannaBeansBoutique?ref=seller_info"&gt;Brianna Beans Boutique&lt;/a&gt;.....well, let's just say it was love! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590782458499882866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gBDSjPirs4M/TZZzBlde33I/AAAAAAAAC5E/LQu0nVFxyYQ/s400/ballet1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590782871358661346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-u_YOr8WdPt8/TZZzZner4uI/AAAAAAAAC6E/_nbPY7yNtV4/s400/ballet8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And until tomorrow (April 2nd) they are 50% off making them $10 pair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590782465474353330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i3_8P5RFeeA/TZZzB_cU2LI/AAAAAAAAC5M/ZpMIWmGMWzA/s400/ballet10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590782468829204610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-96PBXRhcBeA/TZZzCL8L0II/AAAAAAAAC5U/Q-7QoqLgl7M/s400/ballet2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;She has the teeny tiniest feet, and I just know they will look absolutely perfect with some new slippers wrapped around them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590782857992746418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-orC9OPmCrl4/TZZzY1sANbI/AAAAAAAAC5s/CvQLW84fkQ4/s400/ballet5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590782865968949186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4nCZsyHgztk/TZZzZTZrZ8I/AAAAAAAAC58/65On-o6CSPE/s400/ballet7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Now just to decide which pattern is her favorite.:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In Him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;E&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-7936865069860265201?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/7936865069860265201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=7936865069860265201' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/7936865069860265201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/7936865069860265201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/04/on-celias-wish-list.html' title='On Celia&apos;s Wish List....'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Hqb4sxKNLDc/TZZzZ39AI4I/AAAAAAAAC6M/TD0P3nc9FiM/s72-c/ballet9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-5477351962430157883</id><published>2011-03-22T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T19:18:24.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Obsession</title><content type='html'>I know I promised an update about a certain little squishy one, but my brain is turning to mush between-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Cardiology visits&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lasix&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Captopril&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Reglan&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Zantac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Reflux&lt;br /&gt;4. ATTEMPTING to order &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Neomed&lt;/span&gt; feeding tubes and dealing with the "customer service" rep who keeps telling me she'll call me back after she talks to her supervisor.. We are now on day 2 and a certain treasure needs a new tube in 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;5. Social Security Administration- need I say more?!!!&lt;br /&gt;6. Medical Insurance customer service representatives- need I say more?!!&lt;br /&gt;7. Bending and bending and bending a certain little boy's glasses after he took a tumble several days ago.&lt;br /&gt;8. Pediatrician visits and nurses who just aren't very chipper!&lt;br /&gt;9. Legal paperwork&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Homestudy&lt;/span&gt; update paperwork.....and obtaining pet vaccinations, septic tank approvals, medicals for entire family x7, 911 call reports, fingerprints....you get the picture.&lt;br /&gt;11. Obtaining proper documentation for home health providers.&lt;br /&gt;12. Picking up prescribed formula for little bit.&lt;br /&gt;13. Obsessing about every. single. ounce. that a certain precious girl digests.&lt;br /&gt;14. Homeschooling.&lt;br /&gt;15. Guitar lessons.&lt;br /&gt;16. Visiting SS office.&lt;br /&gt;17. Applying for transfer of Medicaid for our newest treasure.&lt;br /&gt;18. Scrubbing and scrubbing reflux yuck out of beautiful newborn clothes.&lt;br /&gt;19. Trying to decide how often Charlie still needs PT. Did I mention he is walking like a mad man?!!&lt;br /&gt;20. Filling out and scheduling therapy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;evals&lt;/span&gt; for little bit.&lt;br /&gt;21. Working on putting coins in the piggy bank (with Charlie! and he is GOOD!).&lt;br /&gt;22. Covering &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;pinecones&lt;/span&gt; with peanut butter and birdseed with my middle.&lt;br /&gt;23. Contacting (and harassing!!) every doctor and therapist Charlie has for "statements of need" to prove he has special needs. Really?! Is that necessary?&lt;br /&gt;24. Visiting post office. Or at least thinking that I need to every single day. Anyone want to be my courier?&lt;br /&gt;25. Laundry.&lt;br /&gt;26. Searching for nose pieces for a little boy's glasses. Where in the world do they go?!?!&lt;br /&gt;27. Planning and scheduling a visit to a cosmetology school with our 18 year old. And gathering all needed paperwork to go with us. So crazy that our youngest and oldest are 18 years apart!&lt;br /&gt;28. PT, OT, Speech&lt;br /&gt;29. Recycling and taking trash&lt;br /&gt;30. Cleaning my garage&lt;br /&gt;31. Going to the playground and enjoying leaving my phone, dishes, vacuum and laundry at home because more important that #1-30 are 6 people whom God has blessed me with!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and did I mention that a super cute little boy's favorite place is NOT strapped down in a stroller or car seat?! So, visiting place to place to place is not his idea of fun. Nor is it mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please- I AM NOT COMPLAINING!! Don't leave me nasty comments about how selfish I am or "why do you have 5 children if you are going to gripe about it!". I LOVE my family and EACH ONE OF MY CHILDREN! But, a girl's gotta have something to take her mind off the madness, don't you think? I'm not a buyer of new things, but when I discovered this I was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;ecstatic&lt;/span&gt;! So now, once a day I check my amazon account to find out where it is. And guess what? It will be here tomorrow!!!! Sad, I know. If only it would come with a free bag of peanut butter M&amp;amp;Ms (right, Dawn?!:)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586964600055513010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_vvzwKOF6UA/TYjis-b9v7I/AAAAAAAAC48/qLgtw6S-nx4/s400/eureka.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I think I might just name her.  Or should it be a him?  Now, if only he/she would clean my floors without any assistance!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In Him,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;E&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-5477351962430157883?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/5477351962430157883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=5477351962430157883' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/5477351962430157883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/5477351962430157883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-obsession.html' title='My Obsession'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_vvzwKOF6UA/TYjis-b9v7I/AAAAAAAAC48/qLgtw6S-nx4/s72-c/eureka.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-7948610946195791801</id><published>2011-03-21T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T13:07:01.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Desperation...</title><content type='html'>You know you are a mom when, out of desperation, you begin tearing off paper from the exam table to make hats.  Sorry, Dr.,  we may owe you a roll of paper.  Notice how giggly he was though, right? &lt;br /&gt;This was to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;appease&lt;/span&gt; a certain little boy during Celia's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;3 HOUR&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;cardiology visit today.  And boy, did he think it was the greatest thing ever!  Whatever it takes.  Whatever it takes.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll write a Celia update later today.  Things are good but not so good.  We are head over heals in love.  Please, pray for our precious angel.&lt;br /&gt;In Him,&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-7948610946195791801?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/7948610946195791801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=7948610946195791801' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/7948610946195791801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/7948610946195791801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/03/desperation.html' title='Desperation...'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-1858585137619913795</id><published>2011-03-15T04:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T11:41:36.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where I have been...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;Praising HIM for the blessings in this life! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584360531444657586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kQzLqVNuwso/TX-iUO54bbI/AAAAAAAAC4k/1DV_YrQ_J50/s400/DSC_0020_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sweet Celia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Our newest blessing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GOD IS SO GOOD!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584360533953775682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-t7Pnb00BYQE/TX-iUYQGiEI/AAAAAAAAC4s/8cRx2NDXf38/s400/DSC_0029_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Celia is now 3 weeks old and joined our famly when she was discharged from the hospital 11 days ago. Sorry we had to keep the secret so long.:) We are so blessed by her! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It makes me laugh how so often we have our lives planned out and God intervenes. Thank goodness! Our plan was to begin the process of adding to our family near the end of the year. Over a month ago we were contacted about a specific situation that began preparing us and softening our hearts. And then out of the blue came our sweet Celia! This was not something we had on the agenda this month, and now......we cannot image our lives without her! Once again, tangible proof in my life that His plan is perfect! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh, and YES- she is rockin' that little something extra!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In Him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;E&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-1858585137619913795?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/1858585137619913795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=1858585137619913795' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/1858585137619913795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/1858585137619913795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/03/where-i-have-been.html' title='Where I have been...'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kQzLqVNuwso/TX-iUO54bbI/AAAAAAAAC4k/1DV_YrQ_J50/s72-c/DSC_0020_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-4936545485421101145</id><published>2011-02-27T06:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T06:58:20.115-08:00</updated><title type='text'>URGENT PRAYERS!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SARdUUFonkA/TWplmKD4wLI/AAAAAAAAC4c/iVrCBr8AwdE/s1600/ana%2Bsleeping"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578382794661871794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SARdUUFonkA/TWplmKD4wLI/AAAAAAAAC4c/iVrCBr8AwdE/s400/ana%2Bsleeping" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Precious &lt;a href="http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/01/breaking-ground.html"&gt;Ana&lt;/a&gt; was moved to the ICU around 1am this morning. Her heart rate was dropping into the 30s. MAY GOD HEAL THIS PRECIOUS ANGEL!! She's a fighter and I know God has mighty plans for this treasured one.   Please, join me in praying for total healing for sweet Ana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll update as I get more information.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;E&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-4936545485421101145?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/4936545485421101145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=4936545485421101145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/4936545485421101145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/4936545485421101145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/02/urgent-prayers.html' title='URGENT PRAYERS!!'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SARdUUFonkA/TWplmKD4wLI/AAAAAAAAC4c/iVrCBr8AwdE/s72-c/ana%2Bsleeping' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-2926621145671692758</id><published>2011-02-16T10:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T10:40:00.148-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mini Photoshoot</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574131179593062706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d_rTH5N56MY/TVtKxlsS2TI/AAAAAAAAC4I/kzN4cUitRCo/s400/DSC_0077_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oC-xeqsNoNo/TVtKw8rNwjI/AAAAAAAAC34/7ZRBYtO8Kqg/s1600/DSC_0072_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574131168582681138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oC-xeqsNoNo/TVtKw8rNwjI/AAAAAAAAC34/7ZRBYtO8Kqg/s400/DSC_0072_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-baEcAYb-p6U/TVtKwpXQvcI/AAAAAAAAC3w/hHm58ogw2vQ/s1600/DSC_0069_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574131163398716866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-baEcAYb-p6U/TVtKwpXQvcI/AAAAAAAAC3w/hHm58ogw2vQ/s400/DSC_0069_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pM17AJEUWcA/TVtIfYGJ53I/AAAAAAAAC3g/Xr7vJqVVMe4/s1600/DSC_0093_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574128667682531186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pM17AJEUWcA/TVtIfYGJ53I/AAAAAAAAC3g/Xr7vJqVVMe4/s400/DSC_0093_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She was afraid of what might happen next- look at his face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xpRKtwcTsZM/TVtIfHqVp3I/AAAAAAAAC3Y/6RT_YxVTxPQ/s1600/DSC_0088_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574128663270893426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xpRKtwcTsZM/TVtIfHqVp3I/AAAAAAAAC3Y/6RT_YxVTxPQ/s400/DSC_0088_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look of love, admiration....or a stare down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OLX25NkkJhQ/TVtIevAGl2I/AAAAAAAAC3Q/7xEyOx-eno8/s1600/DSC_0087_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574128656651294562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OLX25NkkJhQ/TVtIevAGl2I/AAAAAAAAC3Q/7xEyOx-eno8/s400/DSC_0087_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He's still staring.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We didn't realize it was so cool out Friday in the late afternoon. Our goal was to get a few good shots but that goal was quickly forgotten with the wind whipping around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The shed is now my favorite color red!! As is our front door....finally!! Thank you, babe- I love them both!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In Him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;E&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/34649974-2926621145671692758?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/2926621145671692758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=2926621145671692758' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/2926621145671692758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/2926621145671692758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/02/mini-photoshoot.html' title='Mini Photoshoot'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d_rTH5N56MY/TVtKxlsS2TI/AAAAAAAAC4I/kzN4cUitRCo/s72-c/DSC_0077_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-8619884759749165313</id><published>2011-02-15T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T19:40:43.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Notes</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574125746814581106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 380px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cda8vk4ilR4/TVtF1XA9-XI/AAAAAAAAC3I/xHKE8-Ghobw/s400/DSC_0100_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love suprises like these. This one was from our oldest daughter "just cause" this past Friday night.  She also left one for her Daddy.  Notes like these are regular sightings around our house. I wrote more about our love notes &lt;a href="http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2009/10/love-notes.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. I encourage you to participate.  You might just change someone's day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-8619884759749165313?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/8619884759749165313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=8619884759749165313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/8619884759749165313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/8619884759749165313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/02/love-notes.html' title='Love Notes'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cda8vk4ilR4/TVtF1XA9-XI/AAAAAAAAC3I/xHKE8-Ghobw/s72-c/DSC_0100_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-3181452207645081350</id><published>2011-02-14T20:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T20:52:36.514-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Heart Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;National Congenital Heart Defect Awareness Day, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;that is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;**CAUTION graphic pictures below**&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Remember this-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573772942950921362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ih0ojYRYz7E/TVoE9eNF9JI/AAAAAAAAC24/gWnu5xcZawY/s400/c%2527s%2Bheart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Because of the phenomenal team of doctors who knew just what to do in order to fix our little one's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;thumper&lt;/span&gt; 9 months ago, we are blessed to be able to enjoy this tiny package of goodness every single day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573772940986504530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 335px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Qm5hLGmub0g/TVoE9W4vVVI/AAAAAAAAC3A/p5535u0T2CY/s400/DSC_0006_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Praising God for guiding the team last May 21st. We know without a doubt that He gave us the best cardiologist and cardiology team around. Love to each of you on this "Happy Heart Day"!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh, and Happy Valentine's Day, too.:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In Him,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;E&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-3181452207645081350?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/3181452207645081350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=3181452207645081350' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/3181452207645081350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/3181452207645081350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy-heart-day.html' title='Happy Heart Day!'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ih0ojYRYz7E/TVoE9eNF9JI/AAAAAAAAC24/gWnu5xcZawY/s72-c/c%2527s%2Bheart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-8987422297510971715</id><published>2011-02-10T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T18:06:36.321-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gclAYwTJK0E/TVQao_XNohI/AAAAAAAAC2Y/I8de5rdd6FM/s1600/DSC_0047_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572107930470031890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gclAYwTJK0E/TVQao_XNohI/AAAAAAAAC2Y/I8de5rdd6FM/s400/DSC_0047_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear Staci,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think it's safe to say that OT is working. Maybe we should lay off the pop beads for a while. Charlie has the pulling apart down pat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Note to self- markers need to find a new home high upon the shelf.:) It is very scary.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572111804602371298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SRzcJ1xAy6o/TVQeKfoVzOI/AAAAAAAAC2w/gvtUyTIY52s/s400/DSC_0232_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is the face he gives us when we ask him "Is it scary?!" He has&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the funniest little personality.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-8987422297510971715?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/8987422297510971715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=8987422297510971715' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/8987422297510971715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/8987422297510971715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/02/dear-staci-i-think-its-safe-to-say-that.html' title=''/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gclAYwTJK0E/TVQao_XNohI/AAAAAAAAC2Y/I8de5rdd6FM/s72-c/DSC_0047_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-1164571024060892404</id><published>2011-02-09T10:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T20:17:38.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting til it's warm...</title><content type='html'>That's what he told my husband this morning. His exact words, "It's bad when you have to wait for a warm day to bathe." My heart broke when I heard these words. Paul lives around the corner from us. Literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late last summer we were headed home from church when my husband spotted them. Hot and sticky weighted down with groceries. I was talking and not paying attention but knew exactly what was happening when he began to turn the car around. Another person walking. My husband does this fairly often but only when he feels the Lord nudging. So, we pulled up beside them. Hubby got out and asked if we could drive them home. He was greeted with brief hesitation before agreeing. The kids were silent as Paul talked. He told us a bit about his life and how he used to work in the landscape industry. Of course, when the economy tanked so did construction and everything related to it. Since then, Paul has been unable to find work. "Everyone says I'm too old" were his words to us. He is in his 50s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul often walks to businesses close by to apply for jobs because he has no car to travel long distances. He also has no phone so interested potential employers have no way to get in touch with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we drove up to him home that day, my girls' eyes were opened. Paul and his wife lived in a very small, run down trailer. Dark and dirty and in a bad neighborhood. But they were both very upbeat and told us to have a blessed day as they got out. We drove away in silence. Humbled to have met such a wonderful couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby has seen him and picked him up several times since that hot summer day. Each time Paul reveals a little more about himself. And then this morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was cold outside. In the 30s, I'm sure. Dragging a propane tank behind him, Paul was making the trek home. Hubby saw him and pulled over. Paul's face lit up with he heard his name. They loaded the tank into the back and were turning in the direction of Paul's house when he told my husband they lost that house. The house they are now living in wasn't far. Pulling down the drive my husband's heart sank. Paul's new house is falling apart. There is no electricity. They cook on a small propane grill. There's no heat and it's cold. As in it's suppose to snow tonight cold. And they "....wait for a warm day to bathe."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband invited Paul and his wife to dinner tonight. We're seeking God's clear direction for our relationship with Paul and how we can help his situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does God call us to do? How can this be the reality right around the corner- in my small little corner of the world?! Praying for God's clear direction.&lt;br /&gt;In Him,&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-1164571024060892404?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/1164571024060892404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=1164571024060892404' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/1164571024060892404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/1164571024060892404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/02/waiting-til-its-warm.html' title='Waiting til it&apos;s warm...'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-5517107898451068429</id><published>2011-02-08T19:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T12:40:49.012-08:00</updated><title type='text'>She cracks me up!!</title><content type='html'>I know I've said before that our middle daughter is probably the funniest person I know. Seriously, she makes me laugh all day! Just a few of her random thoughts-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"Mom, what would you do if someone with no arms tried to steal your bracelet?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;Seriously!?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;"I think Tina Turner and Michael Jackson should have traded voices. That would have been a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;much better fit."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Okay, now it's no secret around our house that skinny jeans make me crazy. No judgements here if you wear them, but they make me crazy- Probably as crazy as my pegged pants and bird's nest hairdo made my parents. But our middle loves music, plays the guitar and likes hanging out with musicians. Musicians around here where skinny jeans. So....hubby was kidding (or maybe not:) with her the other night about skinny jeans and boys. Today she said to me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Okay. So, Dad says I can't bring a guy who wears skinny jeans home. That means I can't date someone until I move out of the house. But, I'm not moving out until I get married. I think I have a problem! If I can't bring a guy with skinny jeans home or date him, then how am I going to get married?!"&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I told her she is welcome to live here forever, and she just rolled her eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Him,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-5517107898451068429?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/5517107898451068429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=5517107898451068429' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/5517107898451068429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/5517107898451068429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/02/she-cracks-me-up.html' title='She cracks me up!!'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-8885349331654747985</id><published>2011-02-08T11:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T11:46:12.641-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TVGcoAI6xTI/AAAAAAAAC2Q/4G-dViKzlbY/s1600/DSCN0597_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571406425080120626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 355px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TVGcoAI6xTI/AAAAAAAAC2Q/4G-dViKzlbY/s400/DSCN0597_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, PAPA!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571406423189873618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 348px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TVGcn5GP49I/AAAAAAAAC2I/hJgzCQm9KoY/s400/DSCN0596_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is what it looks like when my sister's family and mine get together to celebrate my Dad's 65th (YIKES!) birthday! Only it wasn't the same without the last cousin, sweet Ms Stella Rose, there.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My girls and Charlie in the back, and my sister's 3 boys in the front. Good, good times.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In Him,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;E&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-8885349331654747985?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/8885349331654747985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=8885349331654747985' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/8885349331654747985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/8885349331654747985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/02/happy.html' title='Happy!'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TVGcoAI6xTI/AAAAAAAAC2Q/4G-dViKzlbY/s72-c/DSCN0597_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-1123009443832349759</id><published>2011-01-29T10:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T11:37:37.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Donation list</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;HUGE thanks for being so willing to help!  Here is an expanded list of needed items.  Items need to be shipped to an address in Texas so they can fly across the Atlantic together with Robin's parents.  They will be heading to Uganda mid February but need time to pack everything for travel.  If you wish to join us in blessing &lt;a href="http://zembakids.blogspot.com/"&gt;these precious treasures&lt;/a&gt;, please email me privately for an address- &lt;a href="mailto:nogreatergiftmom@yahoo.com"&gt;nogreatergiftmom@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt;.  Please, join me in blessing their socks off!  Robin is truly God's hands and feet to so many precious ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Items must be in Texas by February 9th!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blank CDs&lt;br /&gt;2 Better Homes&amp;amp; Gardens Cookbooks (spiral bound)&lt;br /&gt;roll of drawing paper&lt;br /&gt;Kumon activity books (especially cutting, pasting, mazes, number games etc)&lt;br /&gt;Craft kits for kids 4-7 (like ALEX)&lt;br /&gt;Seeds (lettuce, cilantro, bok choy)&lt;br /&gt;Baby toys for ages 6-18 months&lt;br /&gt;Macaroni &amp;amp; cheese&lt;br /&gt;girls shoes size 9.5 (for Deborah whose is unstable)&lt;br /&gt;Bath&amp;amp;Body works (or similar) lotion/body spray&lt;br /&gt;Men's size M t-shirts or Polo (for my guards)&lt;br /&gt;rat tail combs with metal tail&lt;br /&gt;Reese's PB cups (bite size)&lt;br /&gt;Girls bikini panties Size 8&lt;br /&gt;Girls ankle socks for size 2 shoes&lt;br /&gt;Black Mary Janes size 2.5 (big girls)&lt;br /&gt;Tostitos (we miss chips&amp;amp;salsa!!)&lt;br /&gt;Herdez salsa&lt;br /&gt;Green chile enchilada sauce (mild)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Him,&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-1123009443832349759?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/1123009443832349759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=1123009443832349759' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/1123009443832349759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/1123009443832349759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/01/donation-list.html' title='Donation list'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-3115643475036251915</id><published>2011-01-23T15:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T15:00:04.852-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So BEAUTIFUL!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I told you, didn't I?!?! Isn't he beautiful?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TTu0agqaG5I/AAAAAAAAC1o/1REvr_aOy1I/s1600/jonathan"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565240132083784594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TTu0agqaG5I/AAAAAAAAC1o/1REvr_aOy1I/s400/jonathan" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He reminds me so much of my Charlie. He has the same feet. The crossed eyes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Those short little legs and arms. But they live &lt;a href="http://zembakids.blogspot.com/"&gt;worlds&lt;/a&gt; apart. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I LOVE this boy and have promised to spread his name to the ends of the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;earth until his Mommy and Daddy find him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;J is blessed with Down Syndrome. He also has some GI issues that need some attention but the best place for that "attention" would be here in the USA. You see, J lives in Uganda. Uganda- a beautiful country. But a country that holds very little hope for J's future. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No therapy. Medical care is minimal. A society that usually cannot accept differences.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Email me privately if you would like more information about this treasure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He needs to be home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In Him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;E&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-3115643475036251915?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/3115643475036251915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=3115643475036251915' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/3115643475036251915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/3115643475036251915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/01/so-beautiful.html' title='So BEAUTIFUL!'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TTu0agqaG5I/AAAAAAAAC1o/1REvr_aOy1I/s72-c/jonathan' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-3515594102796864010</id><published>2011-01-22T13:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T20:49:42.109-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BREAKING GROUND!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TTtI-x6jykI/AAAAAAAAC1g/IZ4pLRKL8cE/s1600/dawn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565122007934421570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TTtI-x6jykI/AAAAAAAAC1g/IZ4pLRKL8cE/s400/dawn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been blessed beyond my wildest imagination this past year by people God has perfectly placed in my life. One of those people is Dawn. I cannot imagine what my past year would have been like without her. She is a woman of faith and a rock. Time after time she lead me back to scripture for the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dawn is a fellow adoptive parent of some perfect treasures with some extra chromosomes. Remember &lt;a href="http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2010/10/pray-for-ana.html"&gt;Ana&lt;/a&gt;? Yep, Dawn is her mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God is truly rewarding her and just guess what HE has done?!?! Tomorrow she and her awesome family are being blessed at the ground breaking of their new home built by Kingdom Builders. We call it "Extreme Home Makeover...God Style!!". I am beyond excited for this special, well deserving family! This new home will enable them to continue and expand (right, Dawn!!:) their ministry to those the world has cast aside. They will be able to welcome them into their Christ centered family with complete love without worrying about space. I know that He will be glorified tomorrow and in the coming months as the build continues and beyond.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565122011415331650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TTtI--4eQ0I/AAAAAAAAC1Y/Bse4cRMMFvA/s400/dawn%2Band%2Bken.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you wish to learn more about this awesome family or Kingdom Builders or if you'd like to help fund the Campbell family's new home, please visit &lt;a href="http://kingdombuildersministries.blogspot.com/"&gt;their blog here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Just another "YAY GOD!!" moment in my life!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In Him,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;E&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PS- Tomorrow something so beautiful that only GOD could create!! Oh, I can't wait to share!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-3515594102796864010?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/3515594102796864010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=3515594102796864010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/3515594102796864010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/3515594102796864010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/01/breaking-ground.html' title='BREAKING GROUND!!'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TTtI-x6jykI/AAAAAAAAC1g/IZ4pLRKL8cE/s72-c/dawn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-483979110281506258</id><published>2011-01-20T20:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T13:16:08.254-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm BEGGING!!</title><content type='html'>**Click on the word "their" in red further down in the post to see who these gifts will be benefitting. BEAUTIFUL treasures of our Father!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TTkSZm9xUjI/AAAAAAAAC0Q/aF29aA8u-g4/s1600/balls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564499045758620210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 356px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TTkSZm9xUjI/AAAAAAAAC0Q/aF29aA8u-g4/s400/balls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TTkSHDul-EI/AAAAAAAAC0I/3iv2rc9yoVY/s1600/rings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564498727062075458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 375px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TTkSHDul-EI/AAAAAAAAC0I/3iv2rc9yoVY/s400/rings.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Please, please, PLEASE let me know if you have any therapy type or fine motor skill toys you are willing to part with. Items of the greatest need are those that do not require batteries. Batteries are kinda hard to come by in Uganda. Simple, fun toys is what they need.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564500828650469010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TTkUBYwT9pI/AAAAAAAAC04/dt1s97mzBCg/s400/beads.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564500182796310722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TTkTbywrmMI/AAAAAAAAC0o/Xfwo4HLefI0/s400/shape.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are just a few ideas. Send me an email if you have anything you would like to include with our shipment- &lt;a href="mailto:nogreatergiftmom@yahoo.com"&gt;nogreatergiftmom@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564501399861194434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TTkUiorj7sI/AAAAAAAAC1I/U7F6EkG6QJ0/s400/music.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564499884909809154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TTkTKdDATgI/AAAAAAAAC0g/cUAQ_rhjzkI/s400/puzzle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to bless &lt;a href="http://zembakids.blogspot.com/"&gt;their&lt;/a&gt; socks off! Items are needed by the end of next week so that they can be packed and ready for delivery. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564499539366768194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 162px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 122px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TTkS2VzH7kI/AAAAAAAAC0Y/siKjrB2kBms/s400/bang.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564503137531272290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TTkWHyAZHGI/AAAAAAAAC1Q/cXypwK4jC2A/s400/bright.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yay! We are so excited to share God's love with these treasures!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In Him,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;E&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-483979110281506258?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/483979110281506258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=483979110281506258' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/483979110281506258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/483979110281506258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/01/im-begging.html' title='I&apos;m BEGGING!!'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TTkSZm9xUjI/AAAAAAAAC0Q/aF29aA8u-g4/s72-c/balls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-2469292067089697071</id><published>2011-01-18T20:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T20:59:56.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Captivated</title><content type='html'>I am.  Captivated.  Is it possible to love someone so deeply.....someone you've never met?  Someone you may never meet this side of heaven?  My heart is there tonight and crying out to Him for direction.  For strength.  For peace.  Oh, how I love him!  And I pray for him continuously throughout the day.  While cooking.  While driving.  While playing cards with the girls.  While rocking my sweet, sweet boy.  And when I'm alone, I cry.  My heart cries out to God to move mountains and hearts for this precious one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had a tough year- it's no secret.  But through my Holy Father I am in a place of peace and growth.  And believe it or not I am so thankful for this past year.  The heartache and anguish I felt about not adopting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ruslana&lt;/span&gt; was part of His perfect plan.  Total reliance on Him was the only way for me to get to this place.  And for that I am so incredibly thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have prayed this prayer many, many times over the past few days.  I pray these verses will be just a few that they'll know from beginning to end and carry with them everywhere.  Thank you, Luke, for writing it down so we know.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;23 On their release, Peter and John went back to their own people and reported all that the chief priests and the elders had said to them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;24 When they heard this, they raised their voices together in prayer to God. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Sovereign Lord,” they said, “you made the heavens and the earth and the sea, and everything in them. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;25 You spoke by the Holy Spirit through the mouth of your servant, our father David:&lt;br /&gt;   “‘Why do the nations rage and the peoples plot in vain? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;26 The kings of the earth rise up and the rulers band together against the Lord and against his anointed one.&lt;br /&gt; 27 Indeed Herod and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Pontius&lt;/span&gt; Pilate met together with the Gentiles and the people of Israel in this city to conspire against your holy servant Jesus, whom you anointed. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;28 They did what your power and will had decided beforehand should happen. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;29 Now, Lord, consider their threats and &lt;strong&gt;enable your servants to speak your word with great boldness. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30 Stretch out your hand to heal and perform signs and wonders through the name of your holy servant Jesus&lt;/strong&gt;.” &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 31 After they prayed, the place where they were meeting was shaken. And they were all filled with the Holy Spirit and &lt;strong&gt;spoke the word of God boldly&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Acts 4:23-31 (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;NIV&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Boldly.  Boldly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In Him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;E&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-2469292067089697071?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/2469292067089697071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=2469292067089697071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/2469292067089697071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/2469292067089697071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/01/captivated.html' title='Captivated'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-5237232855485960379</id><published>2011-01-13T13:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T13:40:19.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Video about Adoption Tax Credit</title><content type='html'>Please, take 7 minutes to watch this video. I know that every time I mention to someone that you actually get money BACK at tax time for adopting, their eyes almost pop out! An adopting family can very well (and easily) get up to $13,170 per child!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADOPTION IS AFFORDABLE! And our country is stepping up to help make it financially possible for more children to come home. The tax "credit" is now a &lt;strong&gt;refund&lt;/strong&gt; (HUGE!), and although that part is a new change, the credit has been around for a while. So, no hidden catches- it is true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praying til all children are home,&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eQryETwRziA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eQryETwRziA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-5237232855485960379?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/5237232855485960379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=5237232855485960379' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/5237232855485960379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/5237232855485960379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-video-about-adoption-tax-credit.html' title='New Video about Adoption Tax Credit'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-5522321123265378745</id><published>2011-01-05T10:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T21:43:10.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here goes.</title><content type='html'>I think that I'm probably the last one. At least that's how it seems. Quite a while back I began hearing about it. Radical. by David &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Platt&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I waited, though, because God was working on me. Still is working on me. Will He ever be finished working on me?:) It's hard for me to sometimes write about things beneath the surface on the pages. Superficial is much more comfortable for me. But I've been struggling. It's nothing new to most of you, probably (yes, here I go.....again).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comfort. Being a Christian isn't about being comfortable. Being a Christian isn't about saying "yes" on a certain day then living life as we choose. It's about sacrifice. It's about being so in love with Him and so passionate about His word that "comfort" as we know it is a thing of the past. It's about being in a place so out of your norm that you MUST rely on Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25 For whoever wants to save their life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; will lose it, but whoever loses their life for me will find it. 26 What good will it be for someone to gain the whole world, yet forfeit their soul? Or what can anyone give in exchange for their soul? 27 For the Son of Man is going to come in his Father’s glory with his angels, and then he will reward each person according to what they have done.&lt;br /&gt;28 “Truly I tell you, some who are standing here will not taste death before they see the Son of Man coming in his kingdom.” &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matthew 16:25-28 (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;NIV&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It's been said to me "You can't beat yourself up because you were born here (USA)." "It's not your fault that you have the luxuries most of the world lives without." "E, you can't change the world!" "You can't save all the children." And on and on and on. I've heard most of the things that people say to make themselves feel better, and honestly, THOSE WORDS MAKE ME ANGRY! Some are said by people I hold dear who just don't get it. And I usually don't have the nerve to stand up and fight. Not fight as in blood and guts. But fight as in fighting for the orphans. For the oppressed. For those our Lord calls "the least". We are called to fight, people. It's not something I just feel like saying. The Bible says it. Today I made yummy (OH SO YUMMY!) chocolate chip pancakes while hundreds of thousands of children starved. And guess what?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THAT BOTHERS ME!! IT MAKES ME ANGRY!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;DO&lt;/strong&gt; BEAT MYSELF UP ABOUT IT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GOD WANTS US TO DO SOMETHING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HE WANTS US TO BE UNCOMFORTABLE SO THAT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WE DON'T FORGET!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There. I said it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I type this on my (GASP!) 5 year old computer while sitting in my comfy chair, fully clothed and warm, my heart breaks. And that's how I feel. Too many Christmas gifts to count are scattered around our home. So many clothes that I must do laundry daily. That is sad. Or even sadder is that I can do other things and NOT have to do laundry for days and days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in this same moment, there is music filling our home and my heart sings! Because my daughter gets it and is PRAISING HIS NAME through song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is stirring my heart and I LONG for the next big reveal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the year of change. I PRAY that the Lord will use our family for something RADICAL. Not radical in His eyes because He expects nothing less. But something RADICAL in the eyes of society. Not for our glory. Not so that we can be in the spot light. But so that the Lord will shine and the lives of His least will be changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, please use us. Radically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Him,&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-5522321123265378745?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/5522321123265378745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=5522321123265378745' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/5522321123265378745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/5522321123265378745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/01/here-goes.html' title='Here goes.'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-8374497092449971481</id><published>2011-01-05T10:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T10:43:31.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I was feeling good.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TSS7tSF_wxI/AAAAAAAACz0/TV6CRvhBdWc/s1600/cc%2Bpancakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558774226707530514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 95px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 127px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TSS7tSF_wxI/AAAAAAAACz0/TV6CRvhBdWc/s400/cc%2Bpancakes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;.....about breakfast- yummy, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;homemade&lt;/span&gt; pancakes full of flax. Then I dumped in the chocolate chips.  And breakfast never tasted better!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;E&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-8374497092449971481?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/8374497092449971481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=8374497092449971481' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/8374497092449971481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/8374497092449971481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-was-feeling-good.html' title='I was feeling good.....'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TSS7tSF_wxI/AAAAAAAACz0/TV6CRvhBdWc/s72-c/cc%2Bpancakes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-1931321088616420967</id><published>2011-01-03T19:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T21:51:33.499-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Deep Rather Than Wide</title><content type='html'>"Go Deep Rather Than Wide."  I love this statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been hard, but we have made the decision that it is time for our family to move on.  For me, it was the same for 33 years.  I attended the same church from the day I was born until very recently.  Just typing those words are painful for me.  There was a sense of loyalty that both my husband and I felt to the place and the people who supported us for so long.  But, even with all of that considered, it was time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not go into why we felt we should leave.  For those of you who went to church with us there, we love you!!  It was NOT you!  Our faith was being stretched and we heard the whisper that moved us along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TSKYHg0eNAI/AAAAAAAACzs/AHP0nQR96Q8/s1600/cross.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558172144965137410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TSKYHg0eNAI/AAAAAAAACzs/AHP0nQR96Q8/s400/cross.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do want to share the message we heard at the church we have been visiting the past few weeks.  I was in tears. (I know, what's new, right?!  I  know what you are thinking- she seems to cry at the drop of a hat these days!  No, I'm not pregnant.)  It's long.  Almost 40 minutes, I think, but I urge you to go and listen or watch.  You can do that &lt;a href="http://northpoint.org/messages"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  Just click on "one.  not everyone.".  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I pray that this year my family is able to see our "one".  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-1931321088616420967?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/1931321088616420967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=1931321088616420967' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/1931321088616420967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/1931321088616420967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/01/go-deep-rather-than-wide.html' title='Go Deep Rather Than Wide'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TSKYHg0eNAI/AAAAAAAACzs/AHP0nQR96Q8/s72-c/cross.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-443927118650375307</id><published>2011-01-01T21:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T21:19:39.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burdened</title><content type='html'>I am burdened. It's no secret. Millions upon millions of children wait. Alone. And why can I not do anything about it?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a &lt;a href="http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2010/11/little-dark-face.html"&gt;little dark face &lt;/a&gt;that beckons to me. Over and over I see him. In my dreams he visits. I have seen him in real life, too, though only in pictures. His eyes are dark and deep. They seem to say "when will it be my turn?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this boy, and my heart aches like part of me isn't here when I think about him. Maybe soon I can share his picture, but for now will you join me in praying. Above all else, he needs a family. He needs to hear "I love you, I love you, I love you" over and over. He needs healing- both emotional and physical. He needs to be home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is old to many in the adoption world.  &lt;strong&gt;Old&lt;/strong&gt; at the age of 3!  Can you believe that?  Too old for many.  He is absolutely beautiful and of course, rocks a little something extra- that 21st chromosome!  He lives across the sea in a country where he has no chance.  The medical care just doesn't exist there, and he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;desperately&lt;/span&gt; needs care just to survive.  His mother loves him but is no longer able to care for him.  What love she has for her boy- to be willing to release him so that he may survive somewhere else.  Tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that God will move many mountains this year both in my life and yours. I can't wait to see what He has in store!!&lt;br /&gt;In Him,&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-443927118650375307?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/443927118650375307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=443927118650375307' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/443927118650375307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/443927118650375307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/01/burdened.html' title='Burdened'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-4723987153745272323</id><published>2011-01-01T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T08:40:46.621-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Charlie update</title><content type='html'>Thank you to each of you who have been praying for our little one.  He has had a cold for a couple of weeks now and just hasn't been able to shake it.  Yesterday, I decided to take him to the doctor to have it checked out.  Now, he has had no fever and has acted 100% almost this entire time.  His ears and lungs were perfect.  The doctor put him on an antibiotic (and I am anti medicate unless necessary:)  to cover a sinus infection just in case.  There was no concrete way to determine it was a sinus infection without an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;xray&lt;/span&gt;, and we weren't going there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He acted fine all day and evening and went to bed like usual.  Around 11:30 he woke with a scream like I've never heard.  I flew into his bedroom to find him GASPING for breath.  I will never forget the look on his face- absolute fear.  And panic swept over me.  I knew immediately.  It was croup.  That terrible sound.  Our youngest daughter had it many times when she was young.  After a few moments of trying to console him, into the steam filled bathroom we went.  Hubby found the pediatrician's phone number.  To make a long story short- the steam helped tremendously, he fell asleep, we talked to the pediatrician who called in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;steroid&lt;/span&gt;.  Hubby made the trek to our only 24 hour pharmacy (Thank you, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;CVS&lt;/span&gt;!!),  and we avoided the ER. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie is a happy guy this morning, but I'm afraid of what may come when he goes to sleep.  His room will be filled with warm steam for the next several days until this nasty croup is gone.  I hope this isn't what our future holds when C gets sick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will just say "oh, how I love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;steroids&lt;/span&gt;!!".&lt;br /&gt;In Him,&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-4723987153745272323?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/4723987153745272323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=4723987153745272323' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/4723987153745272323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/4723987153745272323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2011/01/charlie-update.html' title='Charlie update'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-973279203222125514</id><published>2010-12-31T21:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T21:23:13.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>URGENT- PRAY FOR CHARLIE</title><content type='html'>More details later.&lt;br /&gt;In Him,&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-973279203222125514?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/973279203222125514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=973279203222125514' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/973279203222125514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/973279203222125514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2010/12/urgent-pray-for-charlie.html' title='URGENT- PRAY FOR CHARLIE'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-3032709814221624875</id><published>2010-12-29T17:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T20:28:39.849-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Jobe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TRvfK1U_sVI/AAAAAAAACzk/rQlFwtVWNgc/s1600/photo%255B1%255D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556279942498464082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TRvfK1U_sVI/AAAAAAAACzk/rQlFwtVWNgc/s400/photo%255B1%255D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Beautiful, sweet baby Jobe Sydney.  Tiny but strong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My newest nephew born December 28th (his mommy and daddy's anniversary:).  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The details of his entrance into the world are a bit scarey, but my sister is feeling better today and is working on healing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Please, join me in praying for our angel.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The pediatrician has some concerns about the bones in his head.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He is being watched and "they" will discuss further treatment (if any:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at the end of the week before discharge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our God is THE Healer and has mighty plans for our Jobe.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He is perfect in every way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In Him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-3032709814221624875?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/3032709814221624875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=3032709814221624875' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/3032709814221624875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/3032709814221624875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2010/12/beautiful-jobe.html' title='Beautiful Jobe'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TRvfK1U_sVI/AAAAAAAACzk/rQlFwtVWNgc/s72-c/photo%255B1%255D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-325462671376666730</id><published>2010-12-27T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T19:26:22.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Chic-fil-A Biscuit</title><content type='html'>Happy Monday!  Just wanted to pass this deal along, but YOU MUST REGISTER TONIGHT!  Sorry for the late notice.  Visit &lt;a href="http://www.getspicychicken.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to receive your coupon for the new spicy chicken biscuit.  We love Chic-fil-A!&lt;br /&gt;In Him,&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-325462671376666730?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/325462671376666730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=325462671376666730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/325462671376666730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/325462671376666730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2010/12/free-chic-fil-biscuit.html' title='Free Chic-fil-A Biscuit'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-7366460317944184081</id><published>2010-12-23T22:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T20:47:16.661-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY, JESUS!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Merry Christmas!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;For some of you, sharing this on such a day of celebration may be odd, but I think it is the perfect day.  This is indeed a time of celebrating the ONE TRUE KING and ALL He stands for.  The day would be incomplete if we did not remember the orphans.  My heart breaks over and over.  I cannot wait for the day that He uses our family again- what an honor that will be!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Praying love over each of you this glorious Christmas season!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;In Him,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;E&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object style="WIDTH: 640px; HEIGHT: 390px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UWHJ6-YhSYQ?version=3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UWHJ6-YhSYQ?version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="640" height="390"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-7366460317944184081?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/7366460317944184081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=7366460317944184081' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/7366460317944184081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/7366460317944184081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2010/12/happy-birthday-jesus.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY, JESUS!!'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-928809986938505906</id><published>2010-12-23T09:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T09:53:22.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorite Christmas Songs</title><content type='html'>Just a very small sampling of what you may hear ringing through our house each Christmas season. 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Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-5338655495178094789</id><published>2010-12-21T10:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T10:55:40.931-08:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATE ON BABY BOY!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HIS FAMILY HAS FOUND HIM!!  PRAISE THE LORD!  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Merry Christmas, sweet angel!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Him,&lt;/div&gt;E&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-5338655495178094789?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/5338655495178094789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=5338655495178094789' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/5338655495178094789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/5338655495178094789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2010/12/update-on-baby-boy.html' title='UPDATE ON BABY BOY!!'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-4637590468875242848</id><published>2010-12-18T12:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T12:31:24.745-08:00</updated><title type='text'>URGENT NEED- FAMILY FOR NEWBORN!!</title><content type='html'>Only moments ago I received an email about a treasure (you will find a copy of the email below). I received the first email about this little guy a few days ago. Evidently, a family committed to him but has since had to back out of the adoption. PLEASE, pray that his forever family will come forward quickly. If that family might be yours, email the address listed at the bottom of this email. Pray for this angel to have a family waiting to love him FOREVER this Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, the adoption will be handled by an attorney chosen by the adoptive family meaning NO agency is currently involved.  What does this mean?  #1- Fees will be MUCH less than a "typical" adoption.  #2- Fees MAY be negotiated due to the nature of the situation and the little one's special needs. (that part it total speculation on my part:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Allow me quickly to review his situation. He has myelomeningocele spina bifida, which is considered to be the most serious of the types of spina bifida. Spina bifida results in complications and difficulties that are almost entirely physical in nature, such as partial paralysis, urinary and/or fecal incontinence, and scoliosis; children with spina bifida develop normally with respect to their cognitive abilities. The only complication of spina bifida that can result in cognitive delays or difficulties is hydrocephalus. The doctors involved have seen no sign of hydrocephalus so far, but they are going to monitor him closely after he is born so that they would be able to treat it in time. He is expected to remain in the hospital for 1-2 weeks after birth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the birth family has already been severely disappointed once already, we are asking each of you to consider this baby's situation very, very carefully. He needs a family urgently, as he is to be born in just nine days. Time is of the essence right now, and so any family interested in adopting him needs to have several pieces in place before they can even be considered for placement. Here are the things that we are looking for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The adoptive family has to have a completed, domestic home study that approves them to adopt a newborn with a special need (such as spina bifida). We initially said that a family who could have a home study completed by the 30th could be considered, but that is no longer the case. With the holidays fast approaching and the ever-present possibility for difficulties in updating paperwork, families can only be considered for this boy if their home study is already finished and current.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The adoptive family needs to be aware of the potential complications of myelomeningocele spina bifida. I have outlined some of those above, but we ask that any interested families do their own research and pray about the potential impact on their families. He needs a family to love him, care for him, and advocate for him in situations where he cannot speak for himself, including his medical needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The adoptive family must be available to be in Columbus on December 27th for the birth of their son, and then to remain in the hospital with him for the duration of his stay, which is expected to last 1-2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The birth parents would prefer to have an open adoption, although their primary concern is that this baby be placed with a family who will love him and care for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If, after prayer and serious consideration, you feel prepared to move forward with his adoption, please submit a family profile and picture to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://us.mc580.mail.yahoo.com/mc/compose?to=sb-ohio-baby-boy@theshepherdscrook.org&amp;amp;subject=Inquiry%20about%20the%20SB%20Baby%20Boy%20in%20Ohio" target="_blank" rel="nofollow" ymailto="mailto:sb-ohio-baby-boy@theshepherdscrook.org?subject=Inquiry%20about%20the%20SB%20Baby%20Boy%20in%20Ohio"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;sb-ohio-baby-boy@theshepherdscrook.org&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;. Please join us in praying for this little one, that God would bring his family forward soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;In Him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-4637590468875242848?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/4637590468875242848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=4637590468875242848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/4637590468875242848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/4637590468875242848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2010/12/urgent-need-family-for-newborn.html' title='URGENT NEED- FAMILY FOR NEWBORN!!'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-519866238897175219</id><published>2010-12-17T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T07:30:00.677-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's left</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is it. All I have left. Can I hear a thunderous applause?!?! I had signs coming out of my ears and though I love doing them, I am so glad they are out of my house!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The following signs can be shipped tomorrow. The price under each sign is the total cost including priority shipping. I MUST have your order and payment by 8pm EST TODAY in order for shipping to take place tomorrow (Saturday)!! Email me at &lt;a href="mailto:nogreatergiftmom@yahoo.com"&gt;nogreatergiftmom@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt; to claim your sign.:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've heard from so many people who have ordered or received a sign that say the pictures just don't do them justice. I can't seem to get them right and will be working on that over the next few weeks. So, if you don't believe me, believe those who now have signs when they say the colors are so vibrant and the signs SO big! I can send you references if you really need them.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551635349458829442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TQte777-wII/AAAAAAAACxg/E9yhPJzY5RM/s400/DSC_0580_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; "shine" $50&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551637213022604546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TQtgoaQNTQI/AAAAAAAACyA/buVmMuF5CHA/s400/100_1473_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;"serve" $50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551636664039638706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TQtgIdIeBrI/AAAAAAAACxo/4sWgh3f9tYs/s400/DSC_0586_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;"kneel" $52&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551635343790120962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 148px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TQte7m0dIAI/AAAAAAAACxY/tXFJIK_8oeI/s400/DSC_0573_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"crazy love" $65&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551635340666073618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TQte7bLn8hI/AAAAAAAACxQ/oDOd8ZH50pE/s400/DSC_0567_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;"mercy" $50&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551635330088329970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TQte6zxsYvI/AAAAAAAACxI/PKkDZ99aucI/s400/DSC_0557_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt; "eat" $37&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551635326047056914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TQte6kuLdBI/AAAAAAAACxA/zRJVAwDGFgo/s400/DSC_0554_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt; "freedom" $65&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551636667504055826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TQtgIqCc1hI/AAAAAAAACx4/alPK6itcDBw/s400/DSC_0609_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;"miracle" $62&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551636668802160754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 149px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TQtgIu38WHI/AAAAAAAACxw/k2EugQElkyc/s400/DSC_0589_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;"america" $65&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;In Him,&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-519866238897175219?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/519866238897175219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=519866238897175219' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/519866238897175219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/519866238897175219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2010/12/whats-left.html' title='What&apos;s left'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TQte777-wII/AAAAAAAACxg/E9yhPJzY5RM/s72-c/DSC_0580_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-4199093513109853436</id><published>2010-12-17T04:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T04:51:43.254-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Announcement</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TQtbM-RTSxI/AAAAAAAACw4/Za_xkCjyG1U/s1600/DSC_0025_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551631244096391954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 380px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TQtbM-RTSxI/AAAAAAAACw4/Za_xkCjyG1U/s400/DSC_0025_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Okay, I know I'm a slacker and the first step to recovery is admission, right? We've had so much going on here and not a whole lot all at the same time.....which seems to always keep me busier! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My announcement? It's funny because since I wrote that I've felt as if I'm being stalked. And while some of you have sent me emails and others have called (Mom, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;threatening&lt;/span&gt; me.....out of love, of course!:), I must admit that it's nothing as grand and HUGE as you must think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GLASSES!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551631238209833250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TQtbMoV1iSI/AAAAAAAACww/aSUwTv7OITE/s400/DSC_0030_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I'd love your "Mom experiences and thoughts" on this. His prescription is pretty strong- 350+ (mine is 175- and I feel as if I'm almost blind without my glasses or contacts).  That means he is farsighted.  His Pediatric &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Opthamologist&lt;/span&gt; performed test after test to check his eyesight on 2 different occasions before moving forward with the glasses.  My concern is that while I have no doubt he has some vision issues as well as strabismus, how do we know that's really his prescription?  He was exploring and progressing just fine without them and seems to be doing the same with them (not necessarily better).  We've seen no immediate change/improvement in any area.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, your thoughts and bits of wisdom are appreciated.  What's the right thing to do?  Glasses or no glasses?  Now or wait?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-4199093513109853436?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/4199093513109853436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=4199093513109853436' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/4199093513109853436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/4199093513109853436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2010/12/announcement.html' title='Announcement'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TQtbM-RTSxI/AAAAAAAACw4/Za_xkCjyG1U/s72-c/DSC_0025_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-2031154317248954446</id><published>2010-12-11T18:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T21:24:23.199-08:00</updated><title type='text'>These days....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;....this is my view.  Just look at that face- what in the world?!?!  But it's the face we get every time he sees the camera come out.  Weird.  He looks like he is in pain, but oh no.  He begins &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cackling&lt;/span&gt; after every shot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TQQ0ZkrW8PI/AAAAAAAACwc/ORsEkGA2bu0/s1600/DSC_0127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549618254774202610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TQQ0ZkrW8PI/AAAAAAAACwc/ORsEkGA2bu0/s400/DSC_0127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TQQ0ZZfVGTI/AAAAAAAACwU/FcF5UIitRrc/s1600/DSC_0139_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549618251770960178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TQQ0ZZfVGTI/AAAAAAAACwU/FcF5UIitRrc/s400/DSC_0139_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can I say that I am afraid?  Afraid of what the days ahead of me might hold?  I never had these thoughts with the girls, but they never crawled into the bathroom just to lick the toilet bowl scrubber either.  Did I just say that out loud?!  Oh yes!!  He DID!  Moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TQQ0ZKSVeSI/AAAAAAAACwM/aDrbpXtaVvc/s1600/DSC_0105_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549618247689926946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 368px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TQQ0ZKSVeSI/AAAAAAAACwM/aDrbpXtaVvc/s400/DSC_0105_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is everywhere these days and we can hardly keep up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TQQyshnI5vI/AAAAAAAACwE/xm12K2YMwIY/s1600/DSC_0124_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549616381345457906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TQQyshnI5vI/AAAAAAAACwE/xm12K2YMwIY/s400/DSC_0124_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas came last Friday when my friend, Danielle, stopped by "with a few toys for Charlie".  Uh huh.  TOY EXPLOSION in our family room!!  Thank you, Danielle, for thinking of our guy and blessing us!  I think maybe he loves them.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TQQysXtx4lI/AAAAAAAACv8/IP4gnOISXTo/s1600/DSC_0123_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549616378688954962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TQQysXtx4lI/AAAAAAAACv8/IP4gnOISXTo/s400/DSC_0123_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And there it is again- that goofy smile.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TQQyr1Wk2jI/AAAAAAAACv0/uKWtsR1Csj8/s1600/DSC_0122_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549616369464826418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TQQyr1Wk2jI/AAAAAAAACv0/uKWtsR1Csj8/s400/DSC_0122_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TQQyrfWBLNI/AAAAAAAACvs/lL9m8yjzojs/s1600/DSC_0120_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549616363556908242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TQQyrfWBLNI/AAAAAAAACvs/lL9m8yjzojs/s400/DSC_0120_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stay tuned for an announcement tomorrow...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In Him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-2031154317248954446?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/2031154317248954446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=2031154317248954446' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/2031154317248954446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/2031154317248954446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2010/12/these-days.html' title='These days....'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TQQ0ZkrW8PI/AAAAAAAACwc/ORsEkGA2bu0/s72-c/DSC_0127.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-1784901382486510779</id><published>2010-12-10T15:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T15:35:49.399-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zulily</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TQK3D2XRSqI/AAAAAAAACvU/GGgiOk07b7I/s1600/zulily2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549198967634479778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 380px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TQK3D2XRSqI/AAAAAAAACvU/GGgiOk07b7I/s400/zulily2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TQK1ptS0OoI/AAAAAAAACvM/L8AiVzNSAn4/s1600/zulily5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549197419011652226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 380px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TQK1ptS0OoI/AAAAAAAACvM/L8AiVzNSAn4/s400/zulily5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just wanted to let you in on a wonderful discount site I discovered recently that offers infant, children and womens items up to 70% off retail. &lt;a href="http://www.zulily.com/invite/ewestbrook828?tid=referral_fb_share"&gt;Zulily&lt;/a&gt; carries some wonderful, unique everyday items as well as gifts. We're talking toys, clothes, Melissa and Doug, maternity clothes, baby equipment, shoes, accesories, etc, etc, etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549198966635263570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 380px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TQK3DypCdlI/AAAAAAAACvc/ZvyxKv-LNL4/s400/zulily3.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Check out the site &lt;a href="http://www.zulily.com/invite/ewestbrook828"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and join for free! By joining, you will receive daily emails listing new deals. It reminds me of Groupon but the deals last for much longer- usually around 10 days. What you see here is such a tiny sampling of the items you will find!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549199299008790226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 380px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TQK3XI1D_tI/AAAAAAAACvk/Xk1VAmbS4c8/s400/zulily4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549197391183032498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 380px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TQK1oFn9MLI/AAAAAAAACus/TE85unh-WkM/s400/zulily1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;In Him,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;E&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-1784901382486510779?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/1784901382486510779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=1784901382486510779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/1784901382486510779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/1784901382486510779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2010/12/zulily.html' title='Zulily'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/TQK3D2XRSqI/AAAAAAAACvU/GGgiOk07b7I/s72-c/zulily2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-1487920393212422065</id><published>2010-12-09T10:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T10:02:43.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time4Learning</title><content type='html'>Disclosure-&lt;br /&gt;I've been invited to try Time4Learning for one month in exchange for a candid review. My opinion will be entirely my own, so be sure to come back and read about my experience. Time4Learning can be used as an &lt;a href="http://www.time4learning.com/curriculum/demos.html?utm_medium=Review+Referring"&gt;online homeschooling curriculum&lt;/a&gt;, a &lt;a href="http://www.time4learning.com/curriculum/afterschool.html?utm_medium=Review+Referring" target="_blank"&gt;web based afterschool tutorial&lt;/a&gt; or an &lt;a href="http://www.time4learning.com/summer-school.shtml?utm_medium=Review+Referring"&gt;online summer program&lt;/a&gt;. Find out how to write your own &lt;a href="http://www.time4learning.com/homeschool-curriculum-review.shtml?utm_medium=Review+Referring"&gt;curriculum review&lt;/a&gt; for Time4Learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Him,&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-1487920393212422065?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/1487920393212422065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=1487920393212422065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/1487920393212422065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/1487920393212422065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2010/12/time4learning.html' title='Time4Learning'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-2986314116001138450</id><published>2010-12-06T21:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T21:09:39.961-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The winner is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Maggie!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to privacy issues, I will not be posting Maggie's story submission to our "Give It Away".   I will tell you that she is a strong lady who has overcome more than I can even wrap my mind around and continues to PRAISE HIM!!  Her story and her life have changed mine.  Thank you for allowing me to hear.&lt;br /&gt;In Him,&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-2986314116001138450?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/2986314116001138450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=2986314116001138450' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/2986314116001138450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/2986314116001138450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2010/12/winner-is.html' title='The winner is...'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34649974.post-4521766241179810806</id><published>2010-12-03T06:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T06:57:23.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LAST DAY!</title><content type='html'>Good morning, lovely people!  Just a reminder that today is the LAST DAY to order a sign with guaranteed Christmas delivery.  After today I'm hanging up my scissors for a while in exchange for a cup of hot chocolate and a little person's hand.  I will complete custom orders already placed, then take a break.  My kiddos and husband are ready to have me and our basement family room back.:)  And my hand needs time to heal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to order a sign that is still listed as not "**sold**" in this post, please let me know before 8pm EST TODAY!!  I have a show tomorrow and any unsold signs I have on hand are heading to the show.  The already made signs ordered and paid for today will be shipped Monday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are interested in ordering a custom sign today or an already made sign, email me before 8pm EST at &lt;a href="mailto:nogreatergiftmom@yahoo.com"&gt;nogreatergiftmom@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are SO grateful for the generosity that so many have shown us.  Thank you, thank you, thank you!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Him,&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34649974-4521766241179810806?l=nogreatergift.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/feeds/4521766241179810806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34649974&amp;postID=4521766241179810806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/4521766241179810806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34649974/posts/default/4521766241179810806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nogreatergift.blogspot.com/2010/12/last-day.html' title='LAST DAY!'/><author><name>No Greater Gift Mom</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02709594323439263923</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ur5ebq9elY4/SZYg4ubGLII/AAAAAAAAAgw/CSOv6QzaGvE/S220/DSC_0050_edited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
