tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-92129597783884585102024-03-05T00:09:05.934-05:00The McCrary Family BlogWe love God first. We strive to please Him in all that we do. Although many times we fail Him, He always picks us up and continues to love us unconditionally.The McCrary Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08821929388849978108noreply@blogger.comBlogger97125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212959778388458510.post-19503858309246661482009-07-09T13:19:00.015-04:002009-07-09T15:01:06.973-04:00Preparing and Waiting for Baby E. McCrary #3, Last Prenatal Appointment Update and Pictures of Some of Our Summer Fun!We have spent the last couple of weeks around here getting ready to welcome Baby E. McCrary #3 into our lives. However, with two beautiful, little, girl, toddlers running around already, time never stands still, so we also have been enjoying each day that we have with the two of them. We have been keeping ourselves very busy, and the next time I post, it will be to introduce our newest family member to you! We are so very excited!<br /><br />I have been progressing right along as we expected. Since we've been through all of this wonderfulness (probably not a word, but oh well) twice before, we expected for things to move along as they had in the past; although also aware that they could be very different. I had my last prenatal appointment this week on the first day of my 38th week of pregnancy. The great news was that I was 3 c.m. and 75%, baby was very low and "easy to get to." Unless baby decides to arrive earlier than this coming Tuesday, we will be arriving at the hospital Tuesday morning, July 14th for an induction. At that time, the doctor expects me to already be 4-5 c.m. and 90% effaced if things keep going the way they have been the last few weeks. The doctor is very confident that things will go quickly for us as they have with both of our previous deliveries. Although with Elaina when we arrived at the hospital, I was 8 c.m., 100% and having been having hard contractions 2-3 minutes apart for a couple of hours, her delivery ended up being very stressful and scary as she decided to have a difficult time coming out to see us. With Emily, we were at 5 c.m. and 80-90% when we arrived at the hospital for our scheduled induction. Just a bit of meds did the trick for that extra boost, and she was a very easy delivery. Both of our girls were born during the lunch hours. We are praying for just as smooth of a delivery as we had with Emily, but we are also not counting on it. We know things could be very different. However, our doctor expects things to be very similar for us as they were with Emily. We know that God is in control of all things, and He will be right there beside us no matter what. For those of you who are wondering, yes, I am still convinced that we will be welcoming another beautiful baby girl into our family. So, for you 46 people who have voted here on our blog, I'm thinking that the underdog is going to take the winner's circle. It doesn't matter either way, but that is my guess. It's always fun to guess. We love not knowing the gender ahead of time. For us, it makes that special delivery moment even more exciting and special.<br /><br />Below I have posted several pictures of different things we have been up to over the last couple of weeks. I had to get my blog updated and camera cleared off so that we could be all ready to go for baby!<br /><br />Much love to you and please keep all of us in your prayers. Please pray for me and baby that we continue to stay healthy and safe. Please pray for Jeff as he continues to be the wonderful husband and father that he is. Pray for energy and strength for him as well. Just as importantly, please pray for our baby girls, Elaina and Emily, as they are completely not fully aware of how their lives will be changing. Please pray for this transition for them. They are such wonderful girls, and we love them so very much. We know that they will love their new baby brother or sister, but we also understand that we will be dealing with probable mood swings from everyone in our household. Pray that Jeff and I remember how important it is to take time out even during the first few days after baby's birth to spend special time with each of the girls and shower them with a bit of extra attention as well.<br /><br />See you all next week with all of the details!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtZTVozMrJ-G0lBJ2ikZ2Q383-LaRC0vDuS1VbipkAC-4jqCQcI3gprMMW1ta3Po4NxeGa5WOWwZz7FLaQ9SUf7DmPRfgsZA-zzvJmQx_ebwcPrH1w-5xmgSii7Gyf3DsC6EjjexkrW_qq/s1600-h/A+Couple+of+Days+With+MeMe+and+Poppy+001.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356530878860409714" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtZTVozMrJ-G0lBJ2ikZ2Q383-LaRC0vDuS1VbipkAC-4jqCQcI3gprMMW1ta3Po4NxeGa5WOWwZz7FLaQ9SUf7DmPRfgsZA-zzvJmQx_ebwcPrH1w-5xmgSii7Gyf3DsC6EjjexkrW_qq/s320/A+Couple+of+Days+With+MeMe+and+Poppy+001.jpg" /> <p align="center"></a></p>My parents kept the girls for a couple of days and nights last week so that Jeff and I could get some things done around the house to prepare for the baby. We are so thankful that they girls had such a wonderful time with their MeMe and Poppy. This is the longest and furthest that they had been away from us. They did great, and so did we. :) Here they are eating their special ice cream cups and cupcakes.<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ_qtuCXaExDzOL9n0Wtqa61WuDFuKmfKiU9Bu2LZ5USurBVa5qyoYbM_B49K6Oq3WwQcAOpdhEctndGn_x7s7lTEjtMqA6vNhndOxYWSTkn8Z4EJ_O32lAht-o1a5kDIaRo1PcqeFMW8o/s1600-h/A+Couple+of+Days+With+MeMe+and+Poppy+002.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356530856626755458" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ_qtuCXaExDzOL9n0Wtqa61WuDFuKmfKiU9Bu2LZ5USurBVa5qyoYbM_B49K6Oq3WwQcAOpdhEctndGn_x7s7lTEjtMqA6vNhndOxYWSTkn8Z4EJ_O32lAht-o1a5kDIaRo1PcqeFMW8o/s320/A+Couple+of+Days+With+MeMe+and+Poppy+002.jpg" /></a> Poppy plants a tree for each of his grandchildren when they are born. Here is Elaina posing with Poppy and her tree.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRz8eTTNNSgzciMnAidRCm2L08Vun3xAq6f94PgRQ_DGl97jBYAHU0plvDT0rt1VUU0OAncLfKI2tH0oisr6VBQ_qBhJOVqaPNxVnk0ccJOx_s-KhOgEBL0vwo6yKWoRfXf5_GJPBbFDDx/s1600-h/A+Couple+of+Days+With+MeMe+and+Poppy+003.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356530840325945298" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRz8eTTNNSgzciMnAidRCm2L08Vun3xAq6f94PgRQ_DGl97jBYAHU0plvDT0rt1VUU0OAncLfKI2tH0oisr6VBQ_qBhJOVqaPNxVnk0ccJOx_s-KhOgEBL0vwo6yKWoRfXf5_GJPBbFDDx/s320/A+Couple+of+Days+With+MeMe+and+Poppy+003.jpg" /></a> Emily, Poppy, and her tree.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhfUAy4vNUCm2VSKvirQDs3mqU8FM1wCb3iNU49ZDSyOAjpRskkua-nclQQtIAEvz-NMubITgBz3SSt-tw1uzQXGkkPBTy5bcn05zc1doELsQqOl0At5_WizIj-RoOH-M64XfFD6d-xWPy/s1600-h/A+Couple+of+Days+With+MeMe+and+Poppy+005.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356530822536861026" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhfUAy4vNUCm2VSKvirQDs3mqU8FM1wCb3iNU49ZDSyOAjpRskkua-nclQQtIAEvz-NMubITgBz3SSt-tw1uzQXGkkPBTy5bcn05zc1doELsQqOl0At5_WizIj-RoOH-M64XfFD6d-xWPy/s320/A+Couple+of+Days+With+MeMe+and+Poppy+005.jpg" /></a> Cool chics!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8jswufa71YKg2Aec-px_86zKxZcVenKhWu1Uo8MTD7XMAcid_0JI35ZQ3hhR1KN1pyr1FN9ZMZbGCAAHL_tNRZjaO3_A5hSURWIBtRNaEQdq3Y0oBKMgdF2INuqWqgmgpo2hjhBP3B67G/s1600-h/A+Couple+of+Days+With+MeMe+and+Poppy+006.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356530799146098290" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8jswufa71YKg2Aec-px_86zKxZcVenKhWu1Uo8MTD7XMAcid_0JI35ZQ3hhR1KN1pyr1FN9ZMZbGCAAHL_tNRZjaO3_A5hSURWIBtRNaEQdq3Y0oBKMgdF2INuqWqgmgpo2hjhBP3B67G/s320/A+Couple+of+Days+With+MeMe+and+Poppy+006.jpg" /></a> Thank you, MeMe and Poppy! You're the best!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYi8qAw5AkvNpczneLFsZhgatG8iScnmySDQF7Adv5NT0X9s9qnT5RWR8b8azlJrl0KbM8xUhKxBQvmEcMhxibP8aDz-ZcZwUD__7IwICGzMB7hJ8cJhlXICofLBsslYxRtLO7SrGvBCDe/s1600-h/Emily's+First+Visit+to+Build-A-Bear+001.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356529744284418754" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYi8qAw5AkvNpczneLFsZhgatG8iScnmySDQF7Adv5NT0X9s9qnT5RWR8b8azlJrl0KbM8xUhKxBQvmEcMhxibP8aDz-ZcZwUD__7IwICGzMB7hJ8cJhlXICofLBsslYxRtLO7SrGvBCDe/s320/Emily's+First+Visit+to+Build-A-Bear+001.jpg" /></a> We took Emily to her first visit to Build-A-Bear last week. The reason she got to go at an earlier age than Elaina is because we had a coupon for a free animal, so we couldn't let that go to waste. She was still a bit too little to fully understand and have as much fun as Elaina did when we took her for her 3rd birthday, but she still did have fun. Plus, her "professional Build-A-Bear" sister was right there beside her "instructing" her the entire time.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_4vOrfnoTzZrynqpUH4-DKdvY__YZbNgG4QKwbT0QfAYBRfeRwVzZ8wMWjiLNyefWbxDMQkTR6MrHaEdmLNOmBgRcOiG00btUjopNjic5EUoLs4SKUCgpxXhH75krtL6McZ8nEVl3V9A_/s1600-h/Emily's+First+Visit+to+Build-A-Bear+003.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356529742876680674" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_4vOrfnoTzZrynqpUH4-DKdvY__YZbNgG4QKwbT0QfAYBRfeRwVzZ8wMWjiLNyefWbxDMQkTR6MrHaEdmLNOmBgRcOiG00btUjopNjic5EUoLs4SKUCgpxXhH75krtL6McZ8nEVl3V9A_/s320/Emily's+First+Visit+to+Build-A-Bear+003.jpg" /></a> Emily placing "Scruffy's" heart inside.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhetS3T0Q4sHkcUFL0kGJBUGy4bP7WNGBao66NWITIKex8fFF4U6BUNZdktaN-1LJTq_kTHzegIoMy9mneyRhSGo-L8_GHJSRyT-ofwT0744tV6mgizB1TFin0C3_YyI6vpUUDy1rTnu_hY/s1600-h/Emily's+First+Visit+to+Build-A-Bear+004.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356529734367603746" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhetS3T0Q4sHkcUFL0kGJBUGy4bP7WNGBao66NWITIKex8fFF4U6BUNZdktaN-1LJTq_kTHzegIoMy9mneyRhSGo-L8_GHJSRyT-ofwT0744tV6mgizB1TFin0C3_YyI6vpUUDy1rTnu_hY/s320/Emily's+First+Visit+to+Build-A-Bear+004.jpg" /></a> Stuffing "Scruffy the Dog."<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcIbiUVAGkd4xpSHiEQ5QqzV2SqDSeF1KxBQ9ktj6pJDS5H3fPqP6nO9Mdk04qDL52XeJz7EohxOkci_ye3jFjBw5uv6aJHr7pW4NOgHiqhZ_NutiQ2yYonPgt4f3nuii7zUF9DXqv5LW4/s1600-h/Emily's+First+Visit+to+Build-A-Bear+009.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356529729582806386" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcIbiUVAGkd4xpSHiEQ5QqzV2SqDSeF1KxBQ9ktj6pJDS5H3fPqP6nO9Mdk04qDL52XeJz7EohxOkci_ye3jFjBw5uv6aJHr7pW4NOgHiqhZ_NutiQ2yYonPgt4f3nuii7zUF9DXqv5LW4/s320/Emily's+First+Visit+to+Build-A-Bear+009.jpg" /></a><br />Big sister, Elaina (check out the shades), helping her little sister bath and comb her very own animal.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPs5BaGX54vvj6OLzgBenKCNimB4Frq3nX6BuWmIy_0muiPzfbTwrOzF_D04Szg73uatpCN4PEZgqf2Pp78LmSdc8IWMSbP8X6HD1CuEouZLmV_23aH1ueSOQvafLewnzFKpGCCOnBqHcR/s1600-h/Emily's+First+Visit+to+Build-A-Bear+013.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356529713756180610" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPs5BaGX54vvj6OLzgBenKCNimB4Frq3nX6BuWmIy_0muiPzfbTwrOzF_D04Szg73uatpCN4PEZgqf2Pp78LmSdc8IWMSbP8X6HD1CuEouZLmV_23aH1ueSOQvafLewnzFKpGCCOnBqHcR/s320/Emily's+First+Visit+to+Build-A-Bear+013.jpg" /></a> All done! Meet Scruffy!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOREZpsz1u8vZKZsWcw4iWYRpsjra0MKFgOmGTSonpItszIlBJMbEy4a7cTpRxqRU5L0jcuaxE16Ka1Be3spdzGDBFKE5NUXychfSVZfJr3W_qncNrnS8dgUQQJSolNVeSuz487UJikXoD/s1600-h/Freeland+Family%27s+July+2009+Visit+001.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356529175014663682" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOREZpsz1u8vZKZsWcw4iWYRpsjra0MKFgOmGTSonpItszIlBJMbEy4a7cTpRxqRU5L0jcuaxE16Ka1Be3spdzGDBFKE5NUXychfSVZfJr3W_qncNrnS8dgUQQJSolNVeSuz487UJikXoD/s320/Freeland+Family%27s+July+2009+Visit+001.jpg" /></a> Our wonderful friends who now live in Iowa, the Freeland family, came out for a visit and stayed with us for a couple of days and nights over the Fourth of July weekend. Here is a picture of our girls with Jill and Jennifer. We had such a wonderful time with them. We really wished that they lived closer. We enjoy the time that we get to spend with them when they come out for a visit. Jill and Jennifer were our flower girls in our wedding seven years ago! Now look at them! They are beautiful girls! Elaina and Emily loved having them with us! Joey, their brother, was our ring bearer, too.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEL7ucxLctdb0fcxNMScKuIyvO1SjVlUTu4kT4jEiVLjYHsNBjjzS-Ts7yvd173aEXhHAg8QIXcQtRcq6Y_XDXM3m1AFrtWekXMMOxYocSx1Yz-VRf0QdpYK1yWoLgoaYL_rDVQXhg9EhM/s1600-h/Freeland+Family%27s+July+2009+Visit+004.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356529166318702258" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEL7ucxLctdb0fcxNMScKuIyvO1SjVlUTu4kT4jEiVLjYHsNBjjzS-Ts7yvd173aEXhHAg8QIXcQtRcq6Y_XDXM3m1AFrtWekXMMOxYocSx1Yz-VRf0QdpYK1yWoLgoaYL_rDVQXhg9EhM/s320/Freeland+Family%27s+July+2009+Visit+004.jpg" /></a> Our girls and the Freeland Family - Thanks for visiting! We had so much fun! You are so special to us!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEianwR0wErUflCPWUA7TawZl2DEajBbFF6DF4Lzad0JJgXFyP1aypkGT75p18EwINLpuVRnsmLLkGcpSNIWkXpRQbuXu_JQy4Szot6xSATIUQ3K5GSyrRaE8pB-3CbrZgduPfAI0nFetZi_/s1600-h/Luke+Ruddle%27s+Morgantown+Baseball+Tournament+017.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356528906570517762" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEianwR0wErUflCPWUA7TawZl2DEajBbFF6DF4Lzad0JJgXFyP1aypkGT75p18EwINLpuVRnsmLLkGcpSNIWkXpRQbuXu_JQy4Szot6xSATIUQ3K5GSyrRaE8pB-3CbrZgduPfAI0nFetZi_/s320/Luke+Ruddle%27s+Morgantown+Baseball+Tournament+017.jpg" /></a> That same weekend, Luke Ruddle had a baseball tournament. Luke is a part of the All-Star team for his age division this summer, so he is a very busy guy (and keeping his family very busy) as they head to tournaments out of town each weekend. We chose to see him play in his final two games of the Morgantown tournament this weekend since it was only about a 20 minute drive. The weather was nice, and we really enjoyed seeing him play. They won the championship game, and it was a very exciting game. Great job, Luke!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhVraOXaPJaIxv7Cxm1aSbBbv-fVMFHs9FjK_wCvdztWfV7iQpSix7Ati8WM0fb197udYQl5WvszXkV7uudElVkcW9hUOy4-KYHX2ooMccR2KeIP2wmmiXdQ1xG2ZfP4QAOFA9sR-EuGzE/s1600-h/Luke+Ruddle%27s+Morgantown+Baseball+Tournament+004.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356528902474998562" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhVraOXaPJaIxv7Cxm1aSbBbv-fVMFHs9FjK_wCvdztWfV7iQpSix7Ati8WM0fb197udYQl5WvszXkV7uudElVkcW9hUOy4-KYHX2ooMccR2KeIP2wmmiXdQ1xG2ZfP4QAOFA9sR-EuGzE/s320/Luke+Ruddle%27s+Morgantown+Baseball+Tournament+004.jpg" /></a> The girls playing with their friends in between games at the Morgantown baseball tournament. They girls played so hard. They were FILTHY when we got home! They had a super fun day!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0CycbOxODgXwrNJgMYiEZ172V8OUZuxrB9D2DkzduFQxDdugx9qC60C9GaVSLAmrbIvPBE-xnlqgAnQzF9_BudTQyE_5CQVs9PkygwrZETsUUHz7ksXScSMc8VnRVtX29jX3lBx3CVI9G/s1600-h/Luke+Ruddle%27s+Morgantown+Baseball+Tournament+014.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356528895932483426" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0CycbOxODgXwrNJgMYiEZ172V8OUZuxrB9D2DkzduFQxDdugx9qC60C9GaVSLAmrbIvPBE-xnlqgAnQzF9_BudTQyE_5CQVs9PkygwrZETsUUHz7ksXScSMc8VnRVtX29jX3lBx3CVI9G/s320/Luke+Ruddle%27s+Morgantown+Baseball+Tournament+014.jpg" /></a> Great friends being silly!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPIH0SZkiT4qBJGIxTA7R4jcRfz2O46F6uzUgiwmMM34IBRiNjxr_c_THwuSsdKAqys0vG2n62GLRgkz3Y5qS8BRjfYf_o8WQ1tSAzWc-RpJUkdSbrgO0xutAP-1FBGphOoCKSw9fyGive/s1600-h/Watching+the+Fireworks+004.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356528554657667954" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPIH0SZkiT4qBJGIxTA7R4jcRfz2O46F6uzUgiwmMM34IBRiNjxr_c_THwuSsdKAqys0vG2n62GLRgkz3Y5qS8BRjfYf_o8WQ1tSAzWc-RpJUkdSbrgO0xutAP-1FBGphOoCKSw9fyGive/s320/Watching+the+Fireworks+004.jpg" /></a> We got back to Franklin after the baseball tournament just in time to head over to watch the fireworks. It was actually July 5th because the fireworks were cancelled due to an all day rain on the 4th. Here are the girls, filthy, and eating a very, very, very, late dinner of popcorn and yogurt. Hey, what are you supposed to do on a busy day like that? :)<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1xknKqzRO2kwrTz0LuOqNWn3LFeDXPM_vXeBTcTYuNTMYtN2ld-cmr2pKp28hkFOqdCR4RXgH6PfzccS29JRI6gVIC88bZFhfJZ6TnBsf7U2wxHfwa2eqER_2s_0rdRsFKCy5UvvOboPV/s1600-h/38+Weeks+Pregnant+with+Baby+E.+McCrary+%233+and+Girls+Night+Out+003.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356528279979964514" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1xknKqzRO2kwrTz0LuOqNWn3LFeDXPM_vXeBTcTYuNTMYtN2ld-cmr2pKp28hkFOqdCR4RXgH6PfzccS29JRI6gVIC88bZFhfJZ6TnBsf7U2wxHfwa2eqER_2s_0rdRsFKCy5UvvOboPV/s320/38+Weeks+Pregnant+with+Baby+E.+McCrary+%233+and+Girls+Night+Out+003.jpg" /></a> Mommy 38 weeks pregnant. Emily came in while Daddy was taking the picture and decided she wanted to pose alongside me. :)<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLTcTAHhNee1NdfSz6Z7E94zcGHxdFbGm4RGMrhjsqAXi8fUldw49unHU_JRcAa4GZ5uFBjBZb0HMOQCeuHq_gLYFRsvuZJBcGD5TOb1uRZaKLwWirznODWhaIDGpZwWYOF4nGguoVPsw7/s1600-h/38+Weeks+Pregnant+with+Baby+E.+McCrary+%233+and+Girls+Night+Out+004.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356528271668599810" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLTcTAHhNee1NdfSz6Z7E94zcGHxdFbGm4RGMrhjsqAXi8fUldw49unHU_JRcAa4GZ5uFBjBZb0HMOQCeuHq_gLYFRsvuZJBcGD5TOb1uRZaKLwWirznODWhaIDGpZwWYOF4nGguoVPsw7/s320/38+Weeks+Pregnant+with+Baby+E.+McCrary+%233+and+Girls+Night+Out+004.jpg" /></a> Some of my great girlfriends took me out for a yummy dinner, dessert, and movie and showered me with cases of diapers and wipes to celebrate the upcoming arrival of Baby E. McCrary #3. We had a really fun time! Thanks, girls! You all mean so much to us!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5oGkqImf6hrUuCiyo09GUcRikZtVSkGe-enOiWjo3LM4jXGsFbGSn7tX6_CCJjZAD5LpAPifszBL909dQWi9qHYmwLB9_lUEHqiG2ytjqv9kJPTatbnEU5tOLG66TiIa3CNvx0vpG83Hi/s1600-h/Video+Games+with+Daddy+002.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356527602177445906" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5oGkqImf6hrUuCiyo09GUcRikZtVSkGe-enOiWjo3LM4jXGsFbGSn7tX6_CCJjZAD5LpAPifszBL909dQWi9qHYmwLB9_lUEHqiG2ytjqv9kJPTatbnEU5tOLG66TiIa3CNvx0vpG83Hi/s320/Video+Games+with+Daddy+002.jpg" /></a> On a rainy morning, wondering if today might be the day for baby, what else is there to do than to play video games with Daddy?</div><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRLlV2d-5AplgvWXcd9wMIEvhx9sDPqJxghX-4ayjV33TGVMnbfTfnS0OOg7ygyAXIDGOp_-xk2LNYy6w2c0r5NM9jDos7R2d_7puWlby1a3BiBCocgCfUPJYFgLJw1839rz8HxCSDQRZS/s1600-h/Getting+Ready+for+Baby+%233+002.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356527596167755922" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRLlV2d-5AplgvWXcd9wMIEvhx9sDPqJxghX-4ayjV33TGVMnbfTfnS0OOg7ygyAXIDGOp_-xk2LNYy6w2c0r5NM9jDos7R2d_7puWlby1a3BiBCocgCfUPJYFgLJw1839rz8HxCSDQRZS/s320/Getting+Ready+for+Baby+%233+002.jpg" /></a> Emily and "her seat." Oh, dear. She made herself nice and cozy in there for a good 20 minutes or so. I think we finally have her convinced that the seat is for the baby.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSyG1xgDmpmHuyKsAZOJGarVljONcr0omJG_yyU6BzouFu5nZj7RecnsBsXjOXq2ZU3mWpPFSkAcETqF1rl9GWbYQJ3NjLkCOY5Xd0TXQEQdVge5ISOrDqZuYTuz708ObefZgMtg9bkCsw/s1600-h/Field+Trip+to+the+Fire+Station+001.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356527589300290194" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSyG1xgDmpmHuyKsAZOJGarVljONcr0omJG_yyU6BzouFu5nZj7RecnsBsXjOXq2ZU3mWpPFSkAcETqF1rl9GWbYQJ3NjLkCOY5Xd0TXQEQdVge5ISOrDqZuYTuz708ObefZgMtg9bkCsw/s320/Field+Trip+to+the+Fire+Station+001.jpg" /></a> A family field trip to the Franklin fire station.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivdE7B_7iUSyqJaLT0N2gWUtrDakcjI4nBpggBxs9VXLxu1Yu1PlJZBuJF1vQ610w9UOE66t6OK-ft9EQDETxeR1Kj8st5KRqvzkd7xvdBwTk6wybSpcBVaEf6EuFhubgKSmeqCj9YnWBT/s1600-h/Field+Trip+to+the+Fire+Station+003.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356527582497729954" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivdE7B_7iUSyqJaLT0N2gWUtrDakcjI4nBpggBxs9VXLxu1Yu1PlJZBuJF1vQ610w9UOE66t6OK-ft9EQDETxeR1Kj8st5KRqvzkd7xvdBwTk6wybSpcBVaEf6EuFhubgKSmeqCj9YnWBT/s320/Field+Trip+to+the+Fire+Station+003.jpg" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJZaalAGJJnEVgYNlxBSQ8thH69otjVzMswZxMxtopYlPGQwKNkBpPlFnnnnM-JU1n2NksGjAPe7TiMIePDm3XyVKuVGVVQGh6YZ75k3gO-rTQBRs2lXZTRskPCKv5IPT_cIqj_1WFp4H_/s1600-h/Field+Trip+to+the+Fire+Station+004.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356527577018944834" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJZaalAGJJnEVgYNlxBSQ8thH69otjVzMswZxMxtopYlPGQwKNkBpPlFnnnnM-JU1n2NksGjAPe7TiMIePDm3XyVKuVGVVQGh6YZ75k3gO-rTQBRs2lXZTRskPCKv5IPT_cIqj_1WFp4H_/s320/Field+Trip+to+the+Fire+Station+004.jpg" /></a> </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>The McCrary Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08821929388849978108noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212959778388458510.post-48203563938732334842009-06-27T14:22:00.000-04:002009-06-27T14:23:17.300-04:00Is it Really the End of June?I can't believe that my last blog entry was mid-May! The time has flown by since Emily's 2nd birthday party. We have been so incredibly busy, and I am sad to think that the summer is half over, but anxious and excited to know that the biggest event of our summer is yet to come! We love our summers with Daddy at home. He is so wonderful and a very involved Daddy, and the girls really thrive on us both being home with them and doing things together as a family.<br /><br />So, here's trying to catch you . . . and me . . . up on our very busy month of June! Enjoy the pictures. I had so many to upload that it was fun for me to stop and actually see what we had been up to as well. Phew! I'm exhausted! Next big event coming up . . . Let's have a BABY!The McCrary Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08821929388849978108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212959778388458510.post-49572712957460743602009-06-27T13:37:00.006-04:002009-06-27T14:19:44.032-04:00Celebrating Our Favorite Daddy! - Father's Day 2009<div align="left">We loved celebrating Jeff on Father's Day this year. We knew he would just want to have a relaxing day at home that was also inexpensive, so we did just that. We had a long morning at church, and the girls (and us, too) are always ready for a Sunday afternoon nap. First, though, the girls gave Jeff his special gift for the day. We gave Jeff the picture book, "Dance Me, Daddy" which was written by award-winning singer and songwriter, Cindy Morgan. It is based on the song, "King of the World," recorded by Christian artists, Point of Grace. When I heard the lyrics to this song/book and saw the illustrations in the book, I just knew it was the perfect Father's Day gift for Jeff this year. He and the girls love to dance together in the living room. I love to watch them, too. It is something that happens a lot in our home, and it's exactly what this song/book is about. I knew he would love it.<br /><br />Here is a link to actually listen to the author, Cindy Morgan, read the book, "Dance Me, Daddy" along with a slide show of the picture book as she is reading it. It's well worth it watching, especially if you have a very special Daddy to a very special little girl(s) in your life.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1azJWIrb7Ms">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1azJWIrb7Ms</a><br /><br /><br />If you would also like to hear the beautiful recording of the song, "King of the World" by Point of Grace, here is the link for it as well.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qG_9V8iCjX4&NR=1">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qG_9V8iCjX4&NR=1</a><br /><br /></div><br /><div align="left">Jeff, I am so thankful for you. Thank you for being an amazing Daddy to our very beautiful girls that God has blessed us with. You are truly the King of OUR World. We love you so very much! "There's nothin' better than bein' your girls." XOXOXO<br /><br /><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6A7I5qUD-GgOBHUHAE8rSLkgga_KlZ1ZIFFv-PTJnZ5s2P3mG5XYxeHMha6_EsoB9t3mehBmHlsX2csCZId49n41P_a66IokIkSMnWgwQ1VZkHeSxUcGyOWAU7wML0EKh2wyMH3Kfzgqz/s1600-h/Father's+Day+2009+002.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352070925284434226" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6A7I5qUD-GgOBHUHAE8rSLkgga_KlZ1ZIFFv-PTJnZ5s2P3mG5XYxeHMha6_EsoB9t3mehBmHlsX2csCZId49n41P_a66IokIkSMnWgwQ1VZkHeSxUcGyOWAU7wML0EKh2wyMH3Kfzgqz/s320/Father's+Day+2009+002.jpg" /><br /><p align="center"></a>The loves of my life!</p><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLlzyAbfQZtIUox-ijtC5uRe2JcsGMRKqr6x8-1rng-2vi1TGiDxSKevT-e__v_TdT8bOzZwFXPTVp-bgP-vMXsRbBJIs28ESFwJ6xKZNjLJq-GP7e7Jbq9jIepEs_w6cmgkYjkeidy4Dn/s1600-h/Father's+Day+2009+004.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352070922179248082" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLlzyAbfQZtIUox-ijtC5uRe2JcsGMRKqr6x8-1rng-2vi1TGiDxSKevT-e__v_TdT8bOzZwFXPTVp-bgP-vMXsRbBJIs28ESFwJ6xKZNjLJq-GP7e7Jbq9jIepEs_w6cmgkYjkeidy4Dn/s320/Father's+Day+2009+004.jpg" /></a> Dancing to "King of the World."</p><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPsgelsajaQ_7oT3IIn7Sz3kVaUXOxmbJmrY88uKDW7gQB1uBPwwF_TTkNy9XGLNoS3XmpNqQ6gQLLaowcTNaCYQck4gF6KepjHF5BF-MBcEJyzR0v54ZRVmn9Of03WnpMwMGJFteUE-KT/s1600-h/Father's+Day+2009+005.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 195px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352070915603864930" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPsgelsajaQ_7oT3IIn7Sz3kVaUXOxmbJmrY88uKDW7gQB1uBPwwF_TTkNy9XGLNoS3XmpNqQ6gQLLaowcTNaCYQck4gF6KepjHF5BF-MBcEJyzR0v54ZRVmn9Of03WnpMwMGJFteUE-KT/s320/Father's+Day+2009+005.jpg" /></a> Dancing with his girls.<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjCMOIWydTXEGazFWuMJGo8W7W7asBemvQRKa9h4ldk3Buf_9SdTp7O5p1p-OdWegolYw_XwBsrJbUxbtEwMsE7sIJNMw8W2YfcL18CCgMQBFYlX_8d3JB9w26UQCybmXm-Q6InB7NieeO/s1600-h/Father's+Day+2009+007.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 194px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352070910006618258" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjCMOIWydTXEGazFWuMJGo8W7W7asBemvQRKa9h4ldk3Buf_9SdTp7O5p1p-OdWegolYw_XwBsrJbUxbtEwMsE7sIJNMw8W2YfcL18CCgMQBFYlX_8d3JB9w26UQCybmXm-Q6InB7NieeO/s320/Father's+Day+2009+007.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdwFRpFFBpr0Om0IeV81EhvDwaBKyTpsUbI28En2MH7QuGfkGwO9x8DnTw7Jo9mnTHvcXEBRlhhxIIsiliKtBcOs6UZFpkJ4ZZOdJI7gnUUNZJxxo4Q6xgnoxp5XwQe1iN8lF7K87pQWxQ/s1600-h/Father's+Day+2009+008.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352070902452188898" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdwFRpFFBpr0Om0IeV81EhvDwaBKyTpsUbI28En2MH7QuGfkGwO9x8DnTw7Jo9mnTHvcXEBRlhhxIIsiliKtBcOs6UZFpkJ4ZZOdJI7gnUUNZJxxo4Q6xgnoxp5XwQe1iN8lF7K87pQWxQ/s320/Father's+Day+2009+008.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4H5kdT9WlvZLvVZRA_avrPhv90bFBUEJfwOKm4Oe3Z7NA1AMVWTIXgvr98IyupWCIl7QfV4CKbMvn2fKxJTeMDnhRj7VhPgZJKmldrpIeC2-KGRRlVZQV9q13C55grF4-lCCcm1tAJ-bZ/s1600-h/Father's+Day+2009+009.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352070622060163330" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4H5kdT9WlvZLvVZRA_avrPhv90bFBUEJfwOKm4Oe3Z7NA1AMVWTIXgvr98IyupWCIl7QfV4CKbMvn2fKxJTeMDnhRj7VhPgZJKmldrpIeC2-KGRRlVZQV9q13C55grF4-lCCcm1tAJ-bZ/s320/Father's+Day+2009+009.jpg" /></a>"Spinning around on the tops of his feet . . . "<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8iz9-5_k9-kIJJgl8tYbY9cWmcQ0RUIYjE5AOxvZTH36SQUsdqJmwVZM0vtWfZrKhuByzJJFEPq-VEy02xyr32kozCsajKxQEP1hoKeX95ozVRZpPzGiuGJaU6FyWBHhrp85qX5wbff7b/s1600-h/Father's+Day+2009+012.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352070617535365746" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8iz9-5_k9-kIJJgl8tYbY9cWmcQ0RUIYjE5AOxvZTH36SQUsdqJmwVZM0vtWfZrKhuByzJJFEPq-VEy02xyr32kozCsajKxQEP1hoKeX95ozVRZpPzGiuGJaU6FyWBHhrp85qX5wbff7b/s320/Father's+Day+2009+012.jpg" /></a> We spent a wonderful and relaxing day at home together with Daddy on Father's Day. Nice long naps, Daddy's favorite meals, and then watching the girls enjoy some time in their pool. Love this picture. Elaina is such the "SUPERSTAR!" So dramatic! She and Emily love each other so very much!</div></div></div><br /></div>The McCrary Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08821929388849978108noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212959778388458510.post-10004168930742664282009-06-27T12:41:00.009-04:002009-06-27T14:19:23.403-04:00We're Goin' to the Zoo, Zoo, Zoo . . . How 'Bout You, You, You . .<div align="left">Our girls love this song, and we love to watch and hear them sing it! Thanks to Emily and Mommy putting their birthday "monies" together, we were able to purchase a family zoo pass at the Indianapolis Zoo so that we can visit the zoo as many times as we want to for the next year. This was our first trip to the Indianapolis Zoo, and the girls loved it! Daddy loved teaching them at every stop we made, so it took us all day to get through the zoo, and we even had to skip a couple of places. The day we went to the zoo, I was in my 35th week of pregnancy, so I spent most of the time as the caboose of our little train. It was such a great day. I'll just let the pictures and captions show how much fun we had. Mommy was photographer for the day.<br /><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjI7vWoZvJuXMffiwxgkY0YUChNW2DRB8JHSdQZAycESxoB_gDI7EMAhCuKRIC94LVsb6yEdcFse3u7unAEE7-kEL35s43HK-x3LnQjQ3hqpZFOq3aXRhJVof2tzMjjOslVYXk5zgu3OZFd/s1600-h/Indy+Air+Show+007.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352052446180340050" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjI7vWoZvJuXMffiwxgkY0YUChNW2DRB8JHSdQZAycESxoB_gDI7EMAhCuKRIC94LVsb6yEdcFse3u7unAEE7-kEL35s43HK-x3LnQjQ3hqpZFOq3aXRhJVof2tzMjjOslVYXk5zgu3OZFd/s320/Indy+Air+Show+007.jpg" /><br /><p align="center"></a>Just getting started. Our first stop were the flamingos. </p><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9FAriNB3mR0EtMlOASlZwA7TCXgs-crskJ0g5bgQKu5gYcDzSWZbhIjRWQERrVzclSvjnM42axu-UYwLu198hrgdk44GvuF_agzCksrFGD4H3fZdri92WPAkLBKwqM9VCZuaIfAP6DpSC/s1600-h/Indianapolis+Zoo+015.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352052288192614690" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9FAriNB3mR0EtMlOASlZwA7TCXgs-crskJ0g5bgQKu5gYcDzSWZbhIjRWQERrVzclSvjnM42axu-UYwLu198hrgdk44GvuF_agzCksrFGD4H3fZdri92WPAkLBKwqM9VCZuaIfAP6DpSC/s320/Indianapolis+Zoo+015.jpg" /></a> Elaina told us the whole night before we went to the zoo that she was so excited to see the giraffes, so we were really thrilled when we got a chance to see them up close.<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH__axUienCjmNbvhi-PpfSPtOV09xLd65jThTsQjv187LCszfJWwaNtcLmIxdLQPLyFGr1aRq0vZRk0VuqTPavemG5fq4O8g5iww6PVKLLqgaHH_glBXW4ZdXmcm1oOcVIKq4jxVQ1qeM/s1600-h/Indianapolis+Zoo+009.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352052282309915570" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH__axUienCjmNbvhi-PpfSPtOV09xLd65jThTsQjv187LCszfJWwaNtcLmIxdLQPLyFGr1aRq0vZRk0VuqTPavemG5fq4O8g5iww6PVKLLqgaHH_glBXW4ZdXmcm1oOcVIKq4jxVQ1qeM/s320/Indianapolis+Zoo+009.jpg" /></a> The girls did this for what seemed like forever. Jeff and I laughed so hard. They were squawking, buawking, calling, whatever . . . at the chickens. It was so funny!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwcZmEY61-cnivXJ7LmUP-5uuTCA8bHaK2KFGa_jDnqWC6-sFiZArpitw5jFy3KDn7E6WwXoLE2PHwXi4PaZEj16ScIthXJy2VIpG2zskkN-TBQMdv3WRHv9Cycg4GPc2JIhV5V7NU5sWs/s1600-h/Indianapolis+Zoo+007.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352052277877485810" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwcZmEY61-cnivXJ7LmUP-5uuTCA8bHaK2KFGa_jDnqWC6-sFiZArpitw5jFy3KDn7E6WwXoLE2PHwXi4PaZEj16ScIthXJy2VIpG2zskkN-TBQMdv3WRHv9Cycg4GPc2JIhV5V7NU5sWs/s320/Indianapolis+Zoo+007.jpg" /></a> Mommy brought up the rear most of the day. :)<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCcQMW4m_MYJCkAIa4z4yhlawJz09ffJr65k0jItKVCmnP7xTEos7vO_WlnNSBj5uXyz87XiJbMxC_d_0-kFWB9MGPfIE6kTkD0hoWroWW6DQPg6kpeXnEeehKRwnf6_dpNlEKe4zsmxKc/s1600-h/Indianapolis+Zoo+003.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352052274568344674" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCcQMW4m_MYJCkAIa4z4yhlawJz09ffJr65k0jItKVCmnP7xTEos7vO_WlnNSBj5uXyz87XiJbMxC_d_0-kFWB9MGPfIE6kTkD0hoWroWW6DQPg6kpeXnEeehKRwnf6_dpNlEKe4zsmxKc/s320/Indianapolis+Zoo+003.jpg" /></a> This was a stance that we saw Emily take a lot throughout the day. She would hunch down, put her arm behind her back, squint her eyes, and point while talking to the different animals.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNjeb_qMR1LojERDk8FGtt7tG_07AfhjPwGiZS9enatDGbfiqiyFTANmw3vh0YirkR8RH-4Af7ELb6YhtQGsnX4vvG3AW0ya-zGGCtlhsJew2MLOVsxVsxWYenMrMSFQHXZTy8XKtbzf10/s1600-h/Indianapolis+Zoo+001.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352052267218190594" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNjeb_qMR1LojERDk8FGtt7tG_07AfhjPwGiZS9enatDGbfiqiyFTANmw3vh0YirkR8RH-4Af7ELb6YhtQGsnX4vvG3AW0ya-zGGCtlhsJew2MLOVsxVsxWYenMrMSFQHXZTy8XKtbzf10/s320/Indianapolis+Zoo+001.jpg" /></a> One the several "lessons" from the day from Mr. Daddy. He is such a great teacher to our girls!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixZQjwn3P2TO5XobCzSClkQk6VOZC5npX5F47MDQgrEYrBvYFeYUc_ex_Z00C0gwpEFLgMqENOUj1irqZWBWWpBljY3lrSPGyf3bppKFTdogaZRFLkjC2wOxH9iBRrhGVMkX5ZsYcmMgcZ/s1600-h/Indianapolis+Zoo+028.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352051597863434066" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixZQjwn3P2TO5XobCzSClkQk6VOZC5npX5F47MDQgrEYrBvYFeYUc_ex_Z00C0gwpEFLgMqENOUj1irqZWBWWpBljY3lrSPGyf3bppKFTdogaZRFLkjC2wOxH9iBRrhGVMkX5ZsYcmMgcZ/s320/Indianapolis+Zoo+028.jpg" /></a> One of our favorite parts of the day was getting to sit in the front row to watch an African Elephant named Tombie get a bath.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOwoktS02EgcxBweJNU7ji78QWtpJ0LeICOiQKdy5cVZh4lXwiqEytfeCam9INgVlU4WizYR4IW3QGSULUgalb3ScuvHp89OsaqdTE3hWeKFP0NmH5SqlpLSDPqvdKIHz4gptIb_Nq8B4s/s1600-h/Indianapolis+Zoo+031.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352051595749654274" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOwoktS02EgcxBweJNU7ji78QWtpJ0LeICOiQKdy5cVZh4lXwiqEytfeCam9INgVlU4WizYR4IW3QGSULUgalb3ScuvHp89OsaqdTE3hWeKFP0NmH5SqlpLSDPqvdKIHz4gptIb_Nq8B4s/s320/Indianapolis+Zoo+031.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRxZBWkx0VncWhqoqkO7Qrc08i3-UZBxhccOu_VaAxu9YmZMWTb1S9dwxY73VzYFC_YdVpip4BnvmjX74UUABjAAL8oNMBsmLXhbeVCLMJoW2z7BTRBdtqhHIMpVkW0UT989tAuz3Qu955/s1600-h/Indianapolis+Zoo+034.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352051587416778962" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRxZBWkx0VncWhqoqkO7Qrc08i3-UZBxhccOu_VaAxu9YmZMWTb1S9dwxY73VzYFC_YdVpip4BnvmjX74UUABjAAL8oNMBsmLXhbeVCLMJoW2z7BTRBdtqhHIMpVkW0UT989tAuz3Qu955/s320/Indianapolis+Zoo+034.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDK98GX0SacvBYOgXFrXFhnS-SUBnSEt-nich6xn2hMuvdEMgXl893HrwrlkR7Cr0svQzCDKJXIty0XMV2ikA2NSCgQMISdg-u60d_caYWIKgWpAad7XQWo5NABLM1-oj9F3CTb-RPySWx/s1600-h/Indianapolis+Zoo+017.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352051580587025954" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDK98GX0SacvBYOgXFrXFhnS-SUBnSEt-nich6xn2hMuvdEMgXl893HrwrlkR7Cr0svQzCDKJXIty0XMV2ikA2NSCgQMISdg-u60d_caYWIKgWpAad7XQWo5NABLM1-oj9F3CTb-RPySWx/s320/Indianapolis+Zoo+017.jpg" /></a> Emily and Daddy in front of the giraffes.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUTcM9GgRphnhmJ97s5Aq8zvQHLUnRVhXi_V8nKVtxWXK_aIEXQaxHIYdzx3CXK-9stj3ymLrsXxc8qB3EA6S_vdYuB90BspO-TOzX6JWm9E6e2-uizJpdD-j03idSLe1JQFA22wRT5Jc-/s1600-h/Indianapolis+Zoo+014.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352051576633793714" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUTcM9GgRphnhmJ97s5Aq8zvQHLUnRVhXi_V8nKVtxWXK_aIEXQaxHIYdzx3CXK-9stj3ymLrsXxc8qB3EA6S_vdYuB90BspO-TOzX6JWm9E6e2-uizJpdD-j03idSLe1JQFA22wRT5Jc-/s320/Indianapolis+Zoo+014.jpg" /></a> Elaina in front of the giraffe exhibit.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE9NS3BPyr-Pv9rwpRWscb7Hve4McoiQRBq3YDeQ_Hg50cscVKyiklL0cRkKQaZHNsZSLKecC2DAzbrBX6OxbWIuI-HQpDbtebrx3SSgn-0WVLahgD5MYjQWBL21sMFSrpqMNCc2z5Fzub/s1600-h/Indianapolis+Zoo+038.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352050919656392578" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE9NS3BPyr-Pv9rwpRWscb7Hve4McoiQRBq3YDeQ_Hg50cscVKyiklL0cRkKQaZHNsZSLKecC2DAzbrBX6OxbWIuI-HQpDbtebrx3SSgn-0WVLahgD5MYjQWBL21sMFSrpqMNCc2z5Fzub/s320/Indianapolis+Zoo+038.jpg" /></a> After the dolphin show, Elaina asked Daddy, "How do the dolphins sleep?" Daddy had to tell her that he really didn't know, so they stopped to ask one of the dolphin trainers. Usually Elaina gets really bashful and won't speak, but she walked right up to the dolphin trainer and asked her question like a big girl. She listened the whole time the dolphin trainer answered her question.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQTuvD69_KiYYFYx7WhscPD4qviSdkimXIC1tRovV_OglwkmBYBj5751nSOM0MUhHMf5vWvBHNXqI1vbEN9fmZMOkN6NNf3QnBd-WXI8hECvxZAJvwpkHD1E_TG-BKOHtzFovn26xEV5kL/s1600-h/Indianapolis+Zoo+043.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352050915812729826" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQTuvD69_KiYYFYx7WhscPD4qviSdkimXIC1tRovV_OglwkmBYBj5751nSOM0MUhHMf5vWvBHNXqI1vbEN9fmZMOkN6NNf3QnBd-WXI8hECvxZAJvwpkHD1E_TG-BKOHtzFovn26xEV5kL/s320/Indianapolis+Zoo+043.jpg" /></a> Petting the sharks. Well, Daddy did anyway.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVNC3vp08VfHgw-uL2dPtc5MgOTNhnXc2hXOLQEUmf-FKrG0Rj8uKLGinOGymq0KiFI5A35IQVuKK3jaXFdO3NG7t7GhoMr48tEy4aevTXu-E4VDOoC8ZxlMHCElH8Pqmb7DUtKN3Y7odA/s1600-h/Indianapolis+Zoo+046.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352050904707050466" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVNC3vp08VfHgw-uL2dPtc5MgOTNhnXc2hXOLQEUmf-FKrG0Rj8uKLGinOGymq0KiFI5A35IQVuKK3jaXFdO3NG7t7GhoMr48tEy4aevTXu-E4VDOoC8ZxlMHCElH8Pqmb7DUtKN3Y7odA/s320/Indianapolis+Zoo+046.jpg" /></a> Elaina dancing around in the underwater dolphin area.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRjSYVLd_pN2BWgvN1sxS0wAXNVSIwftskUi0dViRYfxqNKwPW7dbIGSJ8SkiOTPc50JlHqgQgoP7N0z05rO1XuKzLZ6v6pN732oLWMxuFnpilwp7rcaTzv2ZqOSD9b8qnngWJD5XdJW52/s1600-h/Indianapolis+Zoo+Emily%27s+Dolphin+Kisses+002.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352050902440812034" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRjSYVLd_pN2BWgvN1sxS0wAXNVSIwftskUi0dViRYfxqNKwPW7dbIGSJ8SkiOTPc50JlHqgQgoP7N0z05rO1XuKzLZ6v6pN732oLWMxuFnpilwp7rcaTzv2ZqOSD9b8qnngWJD5XdJW52/s320/Indianapolis+Zoo+Emily%27s+Dolphin+Kisses+002.jpg" /></a> Emily's new found "dolphin kiss." </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>The McCrary Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08821929388849978108noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212959778388458510.post-77703313826411886172009-06-26T21:20:00.010-04:002009-06-27T14:19:04.341-04:00Crocodile Dock - VBS 2009<div align="left">Ok. So, let's just get this out there. I LOVE Vacation Bible School! Seriously. I think I love it as much as the kids. It is my one of my favorite weeks of the year. For the last few years, I have had the privilege (yes, I call it a privilege) of being the Registration Coordinator for VBS at Franklin Memorial Christian Church. I assisted with registration in previous years, but after a good friend stepped down from the official job as Registration Coordinator after she had been doing an amazing job of it for several years, I was asked to fill those large shoes. Now, this may seem like no big deal, but actually it is. Our Children's Ministry team, of which I am a part of, starts planning VBS at the end of January each year, and my responsibilities really hit hard right after spring break each year when it's time to update documents with the new theme, make copies, compile registration packets, etc. Then, the starting the second week of May or so and continuing through the actual week of VBS in June, I live and breathe VBS. Seriously. I thrive on registering all approximately 250 children and getting them assigned to groups, and my amazing husband doesn't mind when the house isn't cleaned as regularly or when I'm up on my computer until wee hours of the night/morning. Fortunately the craziest week for me, which is the week prior to VBS, Jeff is home since he is a school teacher, and he is right there ready to take care of the girls so that I can put all of my focus on VBS if I need too. Now, I must admit, this year was the most trying year for me, as my oldest baby is 3, and my youngest just turned 2, and I was 7 1/2 - 8 months pregnant. I was a bit more tired, and it all wore on me a bit more, but I can still say that I loved every bit of it! </div><br /><div align="center"><br /></div><br /><div align="center"></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGPaJ0DKdsbBr1trAPojuWGqZ2Couxr7bmnKIYZi_n_GlmFJgNg0xQZ5fGjVKza-PKd6eYdp37xDRlwfWR94UQqrr9_UsWDNt5QSRdeNKEv_OAreKv_IxvcxSRYC_iqRTWCDH0PKxxLibR/s1600-h/Crocodile+Dock+VBS+2009+033.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352000405893570098" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGPaJ0DKdsbBr1trAPojuWGqZ2Couxr7bmnKIYZi_n_GlmFJgNg0xQZ5fGjVKza-PKd6eYdp37xDRlwfWR94UQqrr9_UsWDNt5QSRdeNKEv_OAreKv_IxvcxSRYC_iqRTWCDH0PKxxLibR/s320/Crocodile+Dock+VBS+2009+033.jpg" /><br /><p align="center"></a>Mommy and her two favorite VBSers. </p><br />Now, I'm not the only VBS nut in my family. Jeff really loves it, too, and this year, he had the most responsibilities that he's ever had for the week of VBS. For many, many years, Jeff has organized the recreation activities for the older elementary kids, and he has also been the "big kid," "dork," etc . . . for the daily skits that take for the opening an closing of each morning. This year he also led the worship time for our "Get Soaked" program for the 5th/6th graders. He was a busy man, and I was so proud of him for keeping himself moving throughout the mornings and being where he was supposed to be when he was supposed to be there. Jeff doesn't really have a good sense of time. He kind of just gets places when he gets there. I felt like each morning I was giving him a pep talk about how he needed to keep moving and get to where he needed to be. Really, I didn't need to do this. He did a great job taking good care of himself. :) With VBS week being right after school lets out for the summer, he really enjoys his time. He loves making a fool of himself up on stage for the skits, and really, truly, he is the BEST at it! He totally makes us all laugh. This year, he portrayed "Skeeter" as in "Mo-skeeter" ya' know mosquito???!!!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR_-AuLGRaZI4FW1esNDvAgjyBpYAGnW03THOIAhWm5QXpNL_nRG58oEqM1UamkiyAFXqfVuqn-eJxkEXdTrwgMa0Dc_Jd91QmrpgfAYALCfMp5BtDGgJJwHTPQB3lLqIQYTOm-1_jt8CI/s1600-h/006_6.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352001172541790418" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiR_-AuLGRaZI4FW1esNDvAgjyBpYAGnW03THOIAhWm5QXpNL_nRG58oEqM1UamkiyAFXqfVuqn-eJxkEXdTrwgMa0Dc_Jd91QmrpgfAYALCfMp5BtDGgJJwHTPQB3lLqIQYTOm-1_jt8CI/s320/006_6.JPG" /><br /><p align="center"></a>Yep, that would be the love of my life . . . "Skeeter."</p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr7V9UrlwqSpkf2yvUPgTd39x2pXKgat5sLyGb4bFylx6_kxUdYHTVEaIn-IvqjuIk9T98WKF9IfXPOHXHDrNqZNfrI_pbiIrKdOF-pE0PoWE8-gi1rEIC8EZywUyapwgfR9WGNlsJX7YP/s1600-h/Crocodile+Dock+VBS+2009+028.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352001161906419298" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr7V9UrlwqSpkf2yvUPgTd39x2pXKgat5sLyGb4bFylx6_kxUdYHTVEaIn-IvqjuIk9T98WKF9IfXPOHXHDrNqZNfrI_pbiIrKdOF-pE0PoWE8-gi1rEIC8EZywUyapwgfR9WGNlsJX7YP/s320/Crocodile+Dock+VBS+2009+028.jpg" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHgVTvDfNUGwWJn4jULSAC8Lz2ckcnNFKM1gd8ra7fi5vfaPgTLNld0XacQAJCTaS6toSS6E4cnu2Tl2RXdk1TAe7EYyDj8FDj-foqwCUZJnNBDJE7jdWipFkfk-WL7VGQLUWwoh8W-er_/s1600-h/Crocodile+Dock+VBS+2009+027.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352001157316300210" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHgVTvDfNUGwWJn4jULSAC8Lz2ckcnNFKM1gd8ra7fi5vfaPgTLNld0XacQAJCTaS6toSS6E4cnu2Tl2RXdk1TAe7EYyDj8FDj-foqwCUZJnNBDJE7jdWipFkfk-WL7VGQLUWwoh8W-er_/s320/Crocodile+Dock+VBS+2009+027.jpg" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKvy-I2cfpaQLo8QKSEUtM7yFfCsbrJOuwfM5LS3e9kKys9W_7CIvBRTMbAIBSNq9KeKRHGCXgdjA7p9kjtBs8EkAWJw1JHpWP0HN91yEbIAWmdGPI8XRk7OAPZy6Ao3SYYGSO358JiB_x/s1600-h/Crocodile+Dock+VBS+2009+025.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352001148317775906" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKvy-I2cfpaQLo8QKSEUtM7yFfCsbrJOuwfM5LS3e9kKys9W_7CIvBRTMbAIBSNq9KeKRHGCXgdjA7p9kjtBs8EkAWJw1JHpWP0HN91yEbIAWmdGPI8XRk7OAPZy6Ao3SYYGSO358JiB_x/s320/Crocodile+Dock+VBS+2009+025.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br />We have always loved VBS week, but now that we have two beautiful girls to enjoy it with, we love it even more. Typically our VBS is open to children who will be entering grades Kdg. through 4th in the fall. However, we do offer classes for the children of volunteers, so that is why our girls are able to attend. The girls had a great week, and they loved learning more about God. We start learning the VBS songs in our van at the end of April, and the girls love them. The department leaders and teachers who are in charge of the toddler age group do an amazing job. Elaina, even just being 3, shouts out each and everyone of the five daily Bible points by memory followed by a very powerful, "FEAR NOT!" Emily joins in on the fierce, "FEAR NOT!" as well. This gets to Jeff and I every time she does it. She is so young and already learning so much about Jesus. We are so appreciative of the volunteers who worked with our girls and taught them so much that week.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNignM2ED79W3rwH3CYC5xJIWnmJeas8uNb8WhohtqyhEHSmGXGzqM6hko2jzjLpo-dhyphenhyphenhyOa5TFFfA_yrrGHScjEf6ky2c5jqXRi-SR_FhnIcS3fycJrK8NghOHusgsAJkk5-wTcjxsp_/s1600-h/Crocodile+Dock+VBS+2009+009.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352002686073132034" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNignM2ED79W3rwH3CYC5xJIWnmJeas8uNb8WhohtqyhEHSmGXGzqM6hko2jzjLpo-dhyphenhyphenhyOa5TFFfA_yrrGHScjEf6ky2c5jqXRi-SR_FhnIcS3fycJrK8NghOHusgsAJkk5-wTcjxsp_/s320/Crocodile+Dock+VBS+2009+009.jpg" /><br /><p align="center"></a>Elaina dancing and doing the motions to the VBS songs.</p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwATazysJ-VwlARUbiDISpqNDlucyg1wrpJjBiDuWiuCUNn8owMoRWvgSdqzvBCArXyrg384bavgbB-Tlbyac67eTkQTgughirSmx-bAhFWed0jOEgcrqJYD_CY_-hDZ8we_l-QbbJD4Ip/s1600-h/Crocodile+Dock+VBS+2009+007.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352002682310422610" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwATazysJ-VwlARUbiDISpqNDlucyg1wrpJjBiDuWiuCUNn8owMoRWvgSdqzvBCArXyrg384bavgbB-Tlbyac67eTkQTgughirSmx-bAhFWed0jOEgcrqJYD_CY_-hDZ8we_l-QbbJD4Ip/s320/Crocodile+Dock+VBS+2009+007.jpg" /><br /><p align="center"></a>The girls and Hannah</p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3d8Dh4_pt76w94McUmuTvaMy3WOztusE-919j9HIojiTfUGtHSnf0zuXxoXBrS78wl-CI8btZBH-JvC-T7w0kbJymwd_KO22pNSFFMdLJ81upP28sLkFZ27pak5flYKuzNzV4vo5nR2yM/s1600-h/Crocodile+Dock+VBS+2009+012.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352002674545404738" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3d8Dh4_pt76w94McUmuTvaMy3WOztusE-919j9HIojiTfUGtHSnf0zuXxoXBrS78wl-CI8btZBH-JvC-T7w0kbJymwd_KO22pNSFFMdLJ81upP28sLkFZ27pak5flYKuzNzV4vo5nR2yM/s320/Crocodile+Dock+VBS+2009+012.jpg" /><br /><p align="center"></a>Brooke and Elaina praying together. So sweet!</p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1mkEPuHru6q3xW-fg4uCH9XNE3_x6i8CxT4fQGmKoStlSDQGOEy7GaKLXv8Cm-lf05eUaHuJwLuBsTM1HUkLxik4jq6nZoU9OAC4RqUN0lmr1uRmKwthSKHehEPIBd8o0N45HA1AgtN0D/s1600-h/Crocodile+Dock+VBS+2009+015.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352002669568701042" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1mkEPuHru6q3xW-fg4uCH9XNE3_x6i8CxT4fQGmKoStlSDQGOEy7GaKLXv8Cm-lf05eUaHuJwLuBsTM1HUkLxik4jq6nZoU9OAC4RqUN0lmr1uRmKwthSKHehEPIBd8o0N45HA1AgtN0D/s320/Crocodile+Dock+VBS+2009+015.jpg" /><br /><p align="center"></a><br /></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjATln9klOR5gERTLY85384-u7m5od6JEc4vtZX73f30xKeii5cICpNmkaqqmy7gpixCR4XQG1Fl1ywfU7dPIw964J9b3V5ncl3MSWSFT1DHP8-Cxs7jpLsIimnNTJz0B_NATNM9eDQ3pGu/s1600-h/Crocodile+Dock+VBS+2009+022.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352002664434891490" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjATln9klOR5gERTLY85384-u7m5od6JEc4vtZX73f30xKeii5cICpNmkaqqmy7gpixCR4XQG1Fl1ywfU7dPIw964J9b3V5ncl3MSWSFT1DHP8-Cxs7jpLsIimnNTJz0B_NATNM9eDQ3pGu/s320/Crocodile+Dock+VBS+2009+022.jpg" /><br /><p align="center"></a>Emily and Miss Clair letting their lights shine. </p><br />One specific very special moment during VBS week was one evening at home before putting the girls to bed. Each year, the offering that is collected daily during VBS is donated to a mission. This year, the money was being donated to a mission where there were children who were needed new mattresses. We were raising money so that they could purchase the mattresses. We were explaining to the girls one evening about how we "give" of our time to serve Jesus, but we also "give" of our money to serve Jesus as well. Jeff asked the girls if they would like to give any of the money from their banks to the children at the mission. Elaina immediately said, "Oh, yes, Daddy, I will give the girls and boys my monies, and I will give them my bed, too."<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEYTphcV-6t10vyd9OZJhx6WNZEchG0tXtMqtlEFUtN3Iqy7mWIxJmYRTAKqRQErfXcgbfMMd4w_ySCn1SGP3uT45Axc3BAAgRARwYYB2dqMEZ5px8HvCPxfO3TU7BE8S2jzcgQV-v7EGe/s1600-h/Crocodile+Dock+VBS+2009+005.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352003289669500050" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEYTphcV-6t10vyd9OZJhx6WNZEchG0tXtMqtlEFUtN3Iqy7mWIxJmYRTAKqRQErfXcgbfMMd4w_ySCn1SGP3uT45Axc3BAAgRARwYYB2dqMEZ5px8HvCPxfO3TU7BE8S2jzcgQV-v7EGe/s320/Crocodile+Dock+VBS+2009+005.jpg" /><br /><p align="center"></a>Daddy helping the girls with their offering.</p><br />We had a wonderful week of VBS. I am always sad when it is over and already looking forward to next year.<br /><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr2Crc452-m8y8nyKhLBDwWAE3Rsz_dWbx4DaMhcsuL9VJBDK12_WllpAQ3Tt0f6pns144SCZbZCIyAMwezftV0HQBwb0zcrX_nCBw1RtVFLUxk2QMkBSu2EFHqUo37q1HL_o7ASEYclY1/s1600-h/047_47.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352003907565657282" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr2Crc452-m8y8nyKhLBDwWAE3Rsz_dWbx4DaMhcsuL9VJBDK12_WllpAQ3Tt0f6pns144SCZbZCIyAMwezftV0HQBwb0zcrX_nCBw1RtVFLUxk2QMkBSu2EFHqUo37q1HL_o7ASEYclY1/s320/047_47.JPG" /></a></p><br /><p align="center">See ya' next year! </p>The McCrary Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08821929388849978108noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212959778388458510.post-76195927781354406502009-06-25T22:15:00.015-04:002009-06-27T14:18:43.244-04:00Mommy's 29th Birthday Weekend!<div align="left">Right in the midst and the most hectic time of VBS, falls my birthday! You read about VBS in another entry. My 29th birthday fell just two days before our first day of VBS this year, and I had a lot to do, but I am so glad that I took a couple of days from being so very busy with all of those responsibilities to spend with my family and friends.<br /><br /></div><br /><div align="left">On Friday, June 5th, three of my girlfriends had a yummy birthday breakfast for me. The breakfast was complete with super yummy donuts from my favorite donut shop, chocolate covered strawberries, and delicious egg and ham casserole. It was so yummy! </div><br /><div align="left"><br />After breakfast and our Bible study, we headed to the Indy Air Show. It was practice day (basically like a dress rehearsal so to speak), and much cheaper than going for the actual show later in the weekend. We packed our lunches and got a lot of sun that afternoon! The highlight of the show was the Blue Angels. The girls loved being with their friends and seeing all of the loud and fast airplanes.<br /><br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351474350677888066" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP5x6kINKoeKSlrULjoTw4Uun95gkK7zh9tJTD4IGtlBPBRYo4_zWO8eFBpj9yeZ-sjFr4jmRaVxMhQ3KgS4mSyyPvOK0IVfuaw4LK0T0k8NqP2H7kXFvwaV8HjgZEYqLbCQC07k5cZMZG/s320/Indy+Air+Show+008.jpg" /><br /><br /><p align="center">The girls, with Hannah, riding around checking out all of the airplanes.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIq0DeN4D42Usvf6dxtsmH78en8HPQqyZpZw_IdpIru2khPagt0OJU1ngN7S_eskbgXWC61e3AR85BdWxrWk4JOZ7E66QjxOcfu1fThzg66AaQFI8TB5Ss6743Ubj4HMUfuodsbHjmJAhC/s1600-h/Indy+Air+Show+018.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351467746772146722" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIq0DeN4D42Usvf6dxtsmH78en8HPQqyZpZw_IdpIru2khPagt0OJU1ngN7S_eskbgXWC61e3AR85BdWxrWk4JOZ7E66QjxOcfu1fThzg66AaQFI8TB5Ss6743Ubj4HMUfuodsbHjmJAhC/s320/Indy+Air+Show+018.jpg" /></a> Look out! Emily's behind the controls!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8p60bme4QTQAqCSH2kv80NFmirmGnjUKw_6XfAvZTWdYhCgZagrRgvJPCtT0sB56gCCImH4KML7tvY5uDrrDAJqAhjdZhYvFV4u-qADSzHf5HVt0Hf8wwer3WgQLxp-Hj1I6DU4g767_G/s1600-h/Indy+Air+Show+017.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351467738845281778" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8p60bme4QTQAqCSH2kv80NFmirmGnjUKw_6XfAvZTWdYhCgZagrRgvJPCtT0sB56gCCImH4KML7tvY5uDrrDAJqAhjdZhYvFV4u-qADSzHf5HVt0Hf8wwer3WgQLxp-Hj1I6DU4g767_G/s320/Indy+Air+Show+017.jpg" /></a> Going on a plane ride? </p><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZwsWmR6yBXHUVk3umznLfBSCthFWuaLlBvK_z6jMJvafJ_M4n9ilIO1uVJKAXXyc5m1pfl7YDLKWYZrFbe5kbv-JYN92iIkEwusheLMPw5KGAJle_f2GlKDrjUB4msaj66U9EU16fb4nH/s1600-h/Indy+Air+Show+015.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351467736610948866" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZwsWmR6yBXHUVk3umznLfBSCthFWuaLlBvK_z6jMJvafJ_M4n9ilIO1uVJKAXXyc5m1pfl7YDLKWYZrFbe5kbv-JYN92iIkEwusheLMPw5KGAJle_f2GlKDrjUB4msaj66U9EU16fb4nH/s320/Indy+Air+Show+015.jpg" /></a> Emily and Hannah - so cute!<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilKZHzSm5BqYhdriN7cgEcziZQeubC4dDnyarIZ39-pyTxz7IuO7u8xquGePIigt2s-X4_7qHSDY4_wnLHV2wmT3KOJM8XqYNBy7wZ9fajqvyoOpiHHFHYHLgGaj0OMOMbPplFf_95fgbN/s1600-h/Indy+Air+Show+010.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351467731648635074" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilKZHzSm5BqYhdriN7cgEcziZQeubC4dDnyarIZ39-pyTxz7IuO7u8xquGePIigt2s-X4_7qHSDY4_wnLHV2wmT3KOJM8XqYNBy7wZ9fajqvyoOpiHHFHYHLgGaj0OMOMbPplFf_95fgbN/s320/Indy+Air+Show+010.jpg" /></a> One of the Blue Angels<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfwsmqS4SSmcfrNr04CHMi2IMleLBqo51nQ_BHkejObykD9K0FtCTZQtsJvTClOdtE9WzyFWstvHBM_9LM2IFuHMe5l6r5oMUsOMRsdgq_C1vasjqPOQucqZ1y3UlMjaAFbP65x6cjInHs/s1600-h/Indy+Air+Show+024.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351467262773700738" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfwsmqS4SSmcfrNr04CHMi2IMleLBqo51nQ_BHkejObykD9K0FtCTZQtsJvTClOdtE9WzyFWstvHBM_9LM2IFuHMe5l6r5oMUsOMRsdgq_C1vasjqPOQucqZ1y3UlMjaAFbP65x6cjInHs/s320/Indy+Air+Show+024.jpg" /></a> Watching the planes way up high!<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQiNZ1n542jzfRE2mZpXepRGVE07xoc4h6qty4Oeje-cYiJ2dBUoQyYciMbitVe02R5MOaG2oCFueGWof6uU1tRW09oNCPo9O81DhEdsr-ZrGohVNnRQiZk4v4NjHIBV7pz8FZL_9k3gQR/s1600-h/Indy+Air+Show+023.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351467253024710562" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQiNZ1n542jzfRE2mZpXepRGVE07xoc4h6qty4Oeje-cYiJ2dBUoQyYciMbitVe02R5MOaG2oCFueGWof6uU1tRW09oNCPo9O81DhEdsr-ZrGohVNnRQiZk4v4NjHIBV7pz8FZL_9k3gQR/s320/Indy+Air+Show+023.jpg" /></a> A wonderful day with sweet friends!<br /></div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY0sr8URXFDd3byx2MGdDQ88M9Pf89vYTQdDZuZEAobuDEwb2ER75S8NMdOByn7zev0lkrbCIoFDJzec2mh6IM5h8yk9cVzvmOOoMUoqqJ5ub9_tvzRUlXBV4GcscmAgPVI29zjDzawmNg/s1600-h/Indy+Air+Show+026.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351467252156275666" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY0sr8URXFDd3byx2MGdDQ88M9Pf89vYTQdDZuZEAobuDEwb2ER75S8NMdOByn7zev0lkrbCIoFDJzec2mh6IM5h8yk9cVzvmOOoMUoqqJ5ub9_tvzRUlXBV4GcscmAgPVI29zjDzawmNg/s320/Indy+Air+Show+026.jpg" /></a> There was a time that afternoon when Emily decided she wanted some special time with Scott. (Scott is Jill's husband, Daddy to "Nannah," "Ben-Ben," and "LUUUUUke.")<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAT393pN1L3eckSf5knJ3alpHZgb3gBzkV9BoeVwzpt8atvIRMbt8t5gUxafIV8j4hXgDfeQbvCgKaY5ePXlvQ_77L2QRd1pkMBYwZ_bsJanM0Nm95SD_tJJsp7ulsgnWc85TED2xK0tDk/s1600-h/Indy+Air+Show+022.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351467246314394786" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAT393pN1L3eckSf5knJ3alpHZgb3gBzkV9BoeVwzpt8atvIRMbt8t5gUxafIV8j4hXgDfeQbvCgKaY5ePXlvQ_77L2QRd1pkMBYwZ_bsJanM0Nm95SD_tJJsp7ulsgnWc85TED2xK0tDk/s320/Indy+Air+Show+022.jpg" /></a> "Fat Albert"<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7WzchB5Yd4mlp_4n6FFy0tLRBfm1T88oyPaE7A1q3in6Jdu6EoRfDRmj79AvfesYlX6x8e-vK06ptSzXtSiiUWResCewFw6nFs0AehNhj-m3rkIegIEiBzLFc_F_YNOzhg7haEuxibfqB/s1600-h/Indy+Air+Show+020.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351467241088432242" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7WzchB5Yd4mlp_4n6FFy0tLRBfm1T88oyPaE7A1q3in6Jdu6EoRfDRmj79AvfesYlX6x8e-vK06ptSzXtSiiUWResCewFw6nFs0AehNhj-m3rkIegIEiBzLFc_F_YNOzhg7haEuxibfqB/s320/Indy+Air+Show+020.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmE51_ATZiSTSEsaMNM7FCEiz4qu7OUQySCwh-yY0xH29NiCm-hG_0bOSd0hTp-h6OfUb2NCqm1RmNb1ReNHMxXeWqGDp9XrgJEX7YTb_rQAa81IpzZGV2TQng29Sfp0TQUrf8H7DCFW9T/s1600-h/Indy+Air+Show+049.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351466613891783650" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmE51_ATZiSTSEsaMNM7FCEiz4qu7OUQySCwh-yY0xH29NiCm-hG_0bOSd0hTp-h6OfUb2NCqm1RmNb1ReNHMxXeWqGDp9XrgJEX7YTb_rQAa81IpzZGV2TQng29Sfp0TQUrf8H7DCFW9T/s320/Indy+Air+Show+049.jpg" /></a> Blue Angels<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiog3EBQJLBSkcbGZoT4ivLgtXw3TKfJUG8H4CFYVJZtikuDz2JXMoxQK5aQHi8DngEzeyINUKv5fqrcz4CpLbdWacqRpY6fDyYPR66NE3B95wp7M2JK_9gRdL0gkdiM_6zBgODfrD8doTr/s1600-h/Indy+Air+Show+043.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351466612379076066" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiog3EBQJLBSkcbGZoT4ivLgtXw3TKfJUG8H4CFYVJZtikuDz2JXMoxQK5aQHi8DngEzeyINUKv5fqrcz4CpLbdWacqRpY6fDyYPR66NE3B95wp7M2JK_9gRdL0gkdiM_6zBgODfrD8doTr/s320/Indy+Air+Show+043.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglFGF5APNuKbpvOECHMD1V5yBaKqNUxqv86gGX3TXY9v-h5uL0DlShUWdI8gL2L9NbZHNGMgbuoOdNir3uZhM9d0INKwNwYFj87neYXanOvweG1LrcN-uEIDOgAeWCpljZdodd5lq1sDHr/s1600-h/Indy+Air+Show+036.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351466607524275922" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglFGF5APNuKbpvOECHMD1V5yBaKqNUxqv86gGX3TXY9v-h5uL0DlShUWdI8gL2L9NbZHNGMgbuoOdNir3uZhM9d0INKwNwYFj87neYXanOvweG1LrcN-uEIDOgAeWCpljZdodd5lq1sDHr/s320/Indy+Air+Show+036.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijpkJ8zDk9bhP5bLw3_mF3xbSR0EqRor8Je8wR-kislRx_e96UWlCqNGYs8VrlGXH6_ROf6hyphenhyphen1xgsNIvVFYzYdjEG3AKPxTib7oiOxFWqPfNuAAg951cafPDyrqR65an22Rqg0ZrEafuL-/s1600-h/Indy+Air+Show+035.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351466599096456930" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijpkJ8zDk9bhP5bLw3_mF3xbSR0EqRor8Je8wR-kislRx_e96UWlCqNGYs8VrlGXH6_ROf6hyphenhyphen1xgsNIvVFYzYdjEG3AKPxTib7oiOxFWqPfNuAAg951cafPDyrqR65an22Rqg0ZrEafuL-/s320/Indy+Air+Show+035.jpg" /></a> Airplane!<br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiXraKzbImWUmT_upXTlOHjIoobfwEur1Gfu9Yp997AjxahrPHEqkZtbjoE9bQZkMDIV5d5GX3r9d5xKOrbptmYuUqJTqqG_ajpJWhehSfiMAtSiVDECHQQ_ivHCrvUJ5v21aVfWW33OJa/s1600-h/Indy+Air+Show+034.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351466595102200130" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiXraKzbImWUmT_upXTlOHjIoobfwEur1Gfu9Yp997AjxahrPHEqkZtbjoE9bQZkMDIV5d5GX3r9d5xKOrbptmYuUqJTqqG_ajpJWhehSfiMAtSiVDECHQQ_ivHCrvUJ5v21aVfWW33OJa/s320/Indy+Air+Show+034.jpg" /></a> Emily yelling, "AIRPLANE!"<br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="left">We had been gone since 8:30 a.m. that morning, and we were pulling back into our neighborhood at 5:30 p.m. We were all exhausted, but Elaina and I were going to hurry to change our clothes, spray some smellies, and head back out the door to go to our dear friend, Sarah's, first dance recital. As we pulled up to the house, I saw my parent's car parked in front of our house. I was so confused because I had planned for a couple of months to spend some time with Elaina and take her to this recital. Jeff knew this, so I wasn't sure what was going on. Jeff had secretly asked them to come down to spend the night and spend the next day (my actual birthday) with us. He was hoping that we would have a chance to go out to dinner before the recital, but we got home from the air show later than he thought we would. So, Elaina and I headed out to pick up Jill and Hannah for the recital and had a really special night together. The dance recital was almost three hours long, and it was really neat. The last half of the recital was "Mary Poppins" and Elaina loved it. She had never seen "Mary Poppins." Sarah did a great job! My mom, dad, Jeff, and Emily stayed at home and enjoyed each other's company. It was about 10:45 p.m. when Elaina and I got back to the house, but Emily was still up! She was not going to go to bed without having some of Mommy's birthday cake that MeMe brought with her! :) So, at around 11:00 p.m. that night after being gone since 8:30 a.m. and having an absolutely wonderful but exhausting day, we finished it off with birthday cake! Yum-yum! </div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyIaO-5iVYBbMMYHst8NpMdLknlIuGksg3gfAfyARRBhzRMMlom_rTSDQ9w6Nb94JbyPpEvkrpr3TqCTmrD23WagCLjixgdpp8yHjzQl0S2CLmb3BzXh-LYJmR8BkXjJE-wBJ3uiRZo2Xy/s1600-h/Mommy's+29th+Birthday+003.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351470443347173442" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyIaO-5iVYBbMMYHst8NpMdLknlIuGksg3gfAfyARRBhzRMMlom_rTSDQ9w6Nb94JbyPpEvkrpr3TqCTmrD23WagCLjixgdpp8yHjzQl0S2CLmb3BzXh-LYJmR8BkXjJE-wBJ3uiRZo2Xy/s320/Mommy's+29th+Birthday+003.jpg" /></a> Emily putting candles on my cake! You would have thought that she was exhausted after such a long day, but she was running around like a crazy girl!<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6V2bZSWkTkn0BVNaBh1NeVBag0ls8zg33ppJyBkKmAHAkznQQCYqUjQflnNG0sQnt51B3g9ytaFDCkyz8rBOx_UeCOpOBL45wT26CQNUkxgY2HEq5UdUpoXyxw-iIMQkVjuujQBURZQAi/s1600-h/Mommy's+29th+Birthday+004.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351470436305032418" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6V2bZSWkTkn0BVNaBh1NeVBag0ls8zg33ppJyBkKmAHAkznQQCYqUjQflnNG0sQnt51B3g9ytaFDCkyz8rBOx_UeCOpOBL45wT26CQNUkxgY2HEq5UdUpoXyxw-iIMQkVjuujQBURZQAi/s320/Mommy's+29th+Birthday+004.jpg" /></a> My loving Elaina Joy. She was SO tired, but she was definitely ready for some cake!<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwfruAHwRK3NZWKf998uwWmAyv1SSwLEDg88AHKDFEWhCGRvdji25S7sLTxsQImjlxsaS02MlWljFYQwvUzesjm0Be6DupkZeuLrxhMbgsVNcxA7T1RT4z35D7tjst46KPtzu5WoQJ1Cux/s1600-h/Mommy's+29th+Birthday+002.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351470435276352386" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwfruAHwRK3NZWKf998uwWmAyv1SSwLEDg88AHKDFEWhCGRvdji25S7sLTxsQImjlxsaS02MlWljFYQwvUzesjm0Be6DupkZeuLrxhMbgsVNcxA7T1RT4z35D7tjst46KPtzu5WoQJ1Cux/s320/Mommy's+29th+Birthday+002.jpg" /></a> Emily singing, "Happy Birthday, Mommy!" She cracks me up!<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi85T2HODYjDrsInfRhpcbwfcC661B5M7oHbhweHX41tnIltEqjveYrV4ojLQytFyuvyR0AVhst42U6wNmaGIebwkee1frklLYAeTau8XBju7Xbzez439IAIlht329SxoiuKAHHWBVX86U8/s1600-h/Mommy's+29th+Birthday+001.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351470427680488914" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi85T2HODYjDrsInfRhpcbwfcC661B5M7oHbhweHX41tnIltEqjveYrV4ojLQytFyuvyR0AVhst42U6wNmaGIebwkee1frklLYAeTau8XBju7Xbzez439IAIlht329SxoiuKAHHWBVX86U8/s320/Mommy's+29th+Birthday+001.jpg" /></a> More candles!<br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="left">That night, sometime around 1 a.m. (so, morning, I guess) Jeff informed me that I would have no time to work on any of my VBS responsibilities on Saturday either. My blood pressure began to rise greatly at that point; I'm sure. I knew I still had a lot to do to get prepared for VBS Monday morning, and now he's telling me that instead of taking one day off from VBS preparations as I had originally planned, that I was taking two days off???!!!! He knows how I work and how my brain works . . . what was he thinking!!!??? It didn't matter though, it made me so happy that Jeff had planned ahead for me. He is totally a last minute kind of guy, and he really wanted to make my day extra special for me. He knew I had been working so hard for several weeks on VBS, and he wanted me to relax and enjoy my birthday.<br /></div><br /><br /><div align="left">So, Saturday morning (June 6th - my actual birthday) we woke up and had a late breakfast out with my parents. It was so nice to see them and spend some time with them. After breakfast, we all went bowling. We had been together last year on our vacation, but it was candlepin bowling, so the balls are very small. This was our first attempt at regular bowling with the girls. They were so funny, and had a great time. They both wanted to be so independent and do it all themselves. They figured out very quickly that the balls were so very heavy for them. Elaina was really into the idea of bowling. Jeff was constantly trying to teach her, and finally after much instruction from Daddy, Elaina looked at him, pointed at him sternly and said, "Daddy, you go sit down over there!" By golly, she was going to do this all for herself! So funny! </div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNAeu3MPi1CpZ7UryItrFeofq0yD5XLxPUjcq5csW3rPi-eIa2_r5f81IUvl0jSX_AYh7p5nkiiCDgkqEcEQoGAKwGlgk9yXoGAIjL_KI-uQU_CY63hmhBBIGCtmhSZ0U9etoaeX5oRhoB/s1600-h/Mommy's+29th+Birthday+013.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351472360270625298" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNAeu3MPi1CpZ7UryItrFeofq0yD5XLxPUjcq5csW3rPi-eIa2_r5f81IUvl0jSX_AYh7p5nkiiCDgkqEcEQoGAKwGlgk9yXoGAIjL_KI-uQU_CY63hmhBBIGCtmhSZ0U9etoaeX5oRhoB/s320/Mommy's+29th+Birthday+013.jpg" /></a> Cheering on and encouraging their bowling balls. They went SO S L O W down the lane . . . oh my land!<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsxx_7HPS8-CXo6YA-u0J6n66cZ5IbIu5aREXWqN75Mi65Us6bYCh3LOF26twx8jaZDgfwAg_65DjCqCmcBH7rJO6fZl46aygSXB_MVzz_G0xaoqyhdLQa3ugPhJbaDxhTDMcGjVZgy8WK/s1600-h/Mommy's+29th+Birthday+014.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351472356257336690" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsxx_7HPS8-CXo6YA-u0J6n66cZ5IbIu5aREXWqN75Mi65Us6bYCh3LOF26twx8jaZDgfwAg_65DjCqCmcBH7rJO6fZl46aygSXB_MVzz_G0xaoqyhdLQa3ugPhJbaDxhTDMcGjVZgy8WK/s320/Mommy's+29th+Birthday+014.jpg" /></a> This was the stance Elaina took every time after she rolled her ball down the lane. Feet apart. Hands on hips. Mind you, she had to stand like this for a very long time because again, their balls went SO S L O W down the lane. It became painful to watch.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdc38SM0JqSUYuD3PPH2aD2c8Y3ZZHk7pzak4KuztBoTX9wbIGfmP4_a2yczA7ZaP0Pa_rDJWAr9Ingd9vOeUwEecwytOVoDQLJdJT7al6VcW5QYkeZsm8RXCHrMqYguwLTXpays4EwWAy/s1600-h/Mommy's+29th+Birthday+009.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351472354676397010" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdc38SM0JqSUYuD3PPH2aD2c8Y3ZZHk7pzak4KuztBoTX9wbIGfmP4_a2yczA7ZaP0Pa_rDJWAr9Ingd9vOeUwEecwytOVoDQLJdJT7al6VcW5QYkeZsm8RXCHrMqYguwLTXpays4EwWAy/s320/Mommy's+29th+Birthday+009.jpg" /></a> So proud of her bowling skills.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHxMLDNe102gYqoYae-BKyz__Y1KzEwfznsmugZMTawtPHCzKXWgRgMj4wuKRUDBMIztwOLp72TwRbhH6aE5rANWvUwB_K5ALKVLPQNWo30Bldt6Az54UqWfnSVi2-8Rq6kyu2yviodQDZ/s1600-h/Mommy's+29th+Birthday+005.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351471944610527490" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHxMLDNe102gYqoYae-BKyz__Y1KzEwfznsmugZMTawtPHCzKXWgRgMj4wuKRUDBMIztwOLp72TwRbhH6aE5rANWvUwB_K5ALKVLPQNWo30Bldt6Az54UqWfnSVi2-8Rq6kyu2yviodQDZ/s320/Mommy's+29th+Birthday+005.jpg" /></a> Emily saying, "Cheese!" So cute!<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMOBIsJUEos-5kzV-3oPSLJWEYQRr0jHPtStsy8H0WmkclRSY_hG-C_WyJDrUQ-ptjAJvoFWN-mAvXbCs-GSJQxw_pPBASHYAuX66C8_-OsINJQKmMLO7uj6d-0pdphmncDK9DcktPxa1W/s1600-h/Mommy's+29th+Birthday+006.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351471938832517378" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMOBIsJUEos-5kzV-3oPSLJWEYQRr0jHPtStsy8H0WmkclRSY_hG-C_WyJDrUQ-ptjAJvoFWN-mAvXbCs-GSJQxw_pPBASHYAuX66C8_-OsINJQKmMLO7uj6d-0pdphmncDK9DcktPxa1W/s320/Mommy's+29th+Birthday+006.jpg" /></a> I LOVE THESE TWO GIRLS!!!<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHuceecwYNz7waqWh4cs79L15ybzVeF9soNqs2Qd_9WXgmm4TctWFP6PrXiC9VOhpgXOO2w_Dk2CEOXNwLlBX_3MOZLUeFU1rbZYFFN94kO90Lal_JMXXE4HGkmLgi1JIBc7MmUNWEEG6f/s1600-h/Mommy's+29th+Birthday+008.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351471937279804386" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHuceecwYNz7waqWh4cs79L15ybzVeF9soNqs2Qd_9WXgmm4TctWFP6PrXiC9VOhpgXOO2w_Dk2CEOXNwLlBX_3MOZLUeFU1rbZYFFN94kO90Lal_JMXXE4HGkmLgi1JIBc7MmUNWEEG6f/s320/Mommy's+29th+Birthday+008.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeKHBSyvnxf723DCJz5Hq7sM3ihWcYPEjM46Kk1D31isQXRkVE60_k0ikmEmXc0rqcFob5eALuMmKbsbo29Ly4EFgdlk4jaMVRdlZZ41deezRuR4mWOaL4lZPu7X2ic1H1vjQeLSvHB0ad/s1600-h/Mommy's+29th+Birthday+012.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351471929290348578" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeKHBSyvnxf723DCJz5Hq7sM3ihWcYPEjM46Kk1D31isQXRkVE60_k0ikmEmXc0rqcFob5eALuMmKbsbo29Ly4EFgdlk4jaMVRdlZZ41deezRuR4mWOaL4lZPu7X2ic1H1vjQeLSvHB0ad/s320/Mommy's+29th+Birthday+012.jpg" /></a> After bowling, we went to back to the house for a break, and then Jeff told me that we were going to go on a picnic. He had already asked my mom to prepare my favorites for lunch, and we were going to pack up and head to the playground for a picnic as a family. He did ask me if I'd rather go to the playground or just eat out on our deck and play in the backyard. I preferred to stay home. Even though I know he would have packed everything up and my mom would have lovingly helped and I wouldn't have had to do anything at all, it just sounded better and easier to stay home and have our picnic in our very own backyard. It was very yummy and so very relaxing. I spent some time on our swing, and that was so nice.<br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><div>Not long after lunch and after an absolutely wonderful morning celebrating and being pampered by my family, Jeff told me that it was time for me to leave. He had made plans for me to go to a friend's house and swim, float on a raft, and soak up some sun with some of my girlfriends for a while that afternoon. My great friend, Shawna, who owns the home with the pool, had offered to have a pool party for me a week or so prior, but I knew how busy everyone was (including her) and told her that it really wasn't necessary. We were going to be getting together really soon anyway for some relaxation time. This time of year with everyone's schedules with baseball and VBS is crazy! Well, after Jeff found out that she had offered that to me, and I turned it down, he called her and just asked if I could come out and enjoy some "Mommy" time. It was nice. After a while of being out there by myself with some friends, Jeff brought the girls out after their naps, and we were able to have some fun time together swimming and playing in the pool as a family. </div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfDNRdzHojHM2prcslu2F7L40v4OErIan4_OJjDsODt45rq0_tRc9j56W0rlJdmYbAYiwueZ-e4mSjLzref4U2Y-jQE2rYqTBWj8f46R-7IDyL0BIArBtbsEV2Wtfm576zzaArqxNA_4BP/s1600-h/Family+at+Shawna%27s.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351476468868408754" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfDNRdzHojHM2prcslu2F7L40v4OErIan4_OJjDsODt45rq0_tRc9j56W0rlJdmYbAYiwueZ-e4mSjLzref4U2Y-jQE2rYqTBWj8f46R-7IDyL0BIArBtbsEV2Wtfm576zzaArqxNA_4BP/s320/Family+at+Shawna%27s.jpg" /></a> Thanks, Scott family!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeK_nPGU3H5jPkaoNvvvvmyR1vXz1ccwAZG4D8zb1lC0eU02DuAY4it8Ulq4owQ2nlHroRTlYAm-kUiuJrxTkhUJlPx2xPemZddqIPN0F3MrSqeFcDRnM13ujyklJzGHT1Aniv5NahgCx-/s1600-h/Mommy+and+Elaina+swim.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351476463585980722" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeK_nPGU3H5jPkaoNvvvvmyR1vXz1ccwAZG4D8zb1lC0eU02DuAY4it8Ulq4owQ2nlHroRTlYAm-kUiuJrxTkhUJlPx2xPemZddqIPN0F3MrSqeFcDRnM13ujyklJzGHT1Aniv5NahgCx-/s320/Mommy+and+Elaina+swim.jpg" /></a> Having so much fun with my girl in the pool! She loves the pool!<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_fEPMmjxASJCk1GWoMDNKP3Jqr7XpJXWVSyXlBIshGUH2abFpVrV_U5r7L8JfGnMWFt2-jzDp3khChnZdfzMzTld7MuVtsZ2XotYsDJ9WNELHHu973aU3dgyxarpcWfRkh82c7OoIrAWJ/s1600-h/Mommy+stealing+a+kiss+with+Emily.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351476460387612082" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_fEPMmjxASJCk1GWoMDNKP3Jqr7XpJXWVSyXlBIshGUH2abFpVrV_U5r7L8JfGnMWFt2-jzDp3khChnZdfzMzTld7MuVtsZ2XotYsDJ9WNELHHu973aU3dgyxarpcWfRkh82c7OoIrAWJ/s320/Mommy+stealing+a+kiss+with+Emily.jpg" /></a> Stealing a kiss!<br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="left">The day was not done, my best friend, Jill, was hosting a cookout at her house that evening with a lot of our friends. Another wonderful friend, Hilary, and I share the same birthday. (She is 7, I say 7, did you hear me, 7, years older than me.) We have many mutual friends, so everyone gathered at Jill's that evening for some yummy food, family fun, and delicious strawberry shortcake! </div><br /><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><br /><div align="left">It was a wonderful birthday! I am so thankful for my incredible friends and family for making me feel so very loved! You are all the best!<br /></div><br /><br /><div align="left">Jeff, you are an amazing husband and an incredible Daddy. Thank you so very much for loving me the way that you do. You truly are the best, and I appreciate you more than you know. </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>The McCrary Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08821929388849978108noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212959778388458510.post-60064927258022782112009-05-18T10:42:00.009-04:002009-05-18T13:20:54.574-04:00Happy 2nd Birthday to Our Sweet Emily!<div align="left">We celebrated our sweet Emily's 2nd birthday this weekend with friends and family over for a princess party! The girls love their Disney princesses, so we thought it would be fitting to theme her birthday around them.</div><div align="left"><br />I made Emily a princess castle cake this year. For this being only my fifth cake that I have ever decorated, I was pleased with how it turned out. It made my birthday princess happy, so that's all that mattered. I looked up images of princess cakes on the internet, put my computer on my kitchen table, and just tried to copy one with a few changes of my own. I had fun working on it, and I was just happy to be able to make Emily feel extra special.<br /><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRQECwd15tK_NQcrHIY_M5au5xDjsscRfFTHerh3orOgqR2-PQxVj-CXH5-pa4uXkLpRUOwxWjozjoqJNreHv4re8FJKc2y7NuOuMN4vEQHIHsBLTW41pRChchXKgLp4fwX80hF7sR6avH/s1600-h/Emily's+2nd+Birthday+003.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337209963088452962" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRQECwd15tK_NQcrHIY_M5au5xDjsscRfFTHerh3orOgqR2-PQxVj-CXH5-pa4uXkLpRUOwxWjozjoqJNreHv4re8FJKc2y7NuOuMN4vEQHIHsBLTW41pRChchXKgLp4fwX80hF7sR6avH/s320/Emily's+2nd+Birthday+003.jpg" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBqLaPM74Ic6aClPnwNt9JL4nsNATaRoIbqOyoPpVJVAHUQI3BpUqvY7iXrFrFW2VhdH1PmDJjE-DZiENRLxnUCIbntsMDB2RmR2hwRttCZ1Cjkba-eruliGJRKmwLF5rIo1W5nMp7_G_c/s1600-h/Emily's+2nd+Birthday+007.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337209959755817090" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBqLaPM74Ic6aClPnwNt9JL4nsNATaRoIbqOyoPpVJVAHUQI3BpUqvY7iXrFrFW2VhdH1PmDJjE-DZiENRLxnUCIbntsMDB2RmR2hwRttCZ1Cjkba-eruliGJRKmwLF5rIo1W5nMp7_G_c/s320/Emily's+2nd+Birthday+007.jpg" /></a> <div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG-OmVN969L6kIAj305paY1almyGdLmdPmcav6l7Cn2rvx7-af-KIXzTNJojPN-CRlFhJt6F-qpAAoE9l7oX8EmlIlI9iJlRkt12muNR0zLbTwvLPIlVbyYxKOk2TRnDK0bR_pMcrl1gOL/s1600-h/Emily's+2nd+Birthday+005.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337209955776465794" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG-OmVN969L6kIAj305paY1almyGdLmdPmcav6l7Cn2rvx7-af-KIXzTNJojPN-CRlFhJt6F-qpAAoE9l7oX8EmlIlI9iJlRkt12muNR0zLbTwvLPIlVbyYxKOk2TRnDK0bR_pMcrl1gOL/s320/Emily's+2nd+Birthday+005.jpg" /></a> Emily and Elaina<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZqkANtkLDnNOT1k7MHobcED0Q7cOx1T_PsS2wSuUln9yIuK8dfGtfSkohXmq5CLL_3R73KT5G72MracSD6SxCyfYN9-V7mzoRXJOyjC1ZZ9I00b8cIm2Gb9BzEk8ypjFL2P3Rd2_X37LQ/s1600-h/Emily's+2nd+Birthday+004.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337209957485203442" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZqkANtkLDnNOT1k7MHobcED0Q7cOx1T_PsS2wSuUln9yIuK8dfGtfSkohXmq5CLL_3R73KT5G72MracSD6SxCyfYN9-V7mzoRXJOyjC1ZZ9I00b8cIm2Gb9BzEk8ypjFL2P3Rd2_X37LQ/s320/Emily's+2nd+Birthday+004.jpg" /></a> The birthday princess was so excited about her cake!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisPIWOlJ3Xe4dGOQ2_Xlq1vNXWRFA5cksk7XbUCoBQ9v9oawXD4yNU7RAAKxthkwUFoprEc5SC9R_dSsn2MX47fhmoX7UV7yIqjldfQxlCKDuw05SYOc3ow9wvLc9BUs9gQs3CPeIJfJiM/s1600-h/Emily's+2nd+Birthday+038.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337209953588258162" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisPIWOlJ3Xe4dGOQ2_Xlq1vNXWRFA5cksk7XbUCoBQ9v9oawXD4yNU7RAAKxthkwUFoprEc5SC9R_dSsn2MX47fhmoX7UV7yIqjldfQxlCKDuw05SYOc3ow9wvLc9BUs9gQs3CPeIJfJiM/s320/Emily's+2nd+Birthday+038.jpg" /></a> Mommy and one of her princesses<br /><br /><div align="left">My mom was here to help me get everything ready for her party. I tend to overdo it, so it was great that she was here. She was a huge help! Thanks, Mom! You're the best Mom/MeMe ever! Jeff was a huge help, too. He took Friday off of work because we had several dentist/doctor appointments in the morning and then just had a few hours after we got home in the afternoon to get everything finished up for her party. He is the best husband/father in the world! We had a wonderful party for Emily! </div><div align="left"><br /> </div><div align="left">Thank you to all of her friends and family who came and shared in her princess celebration. We are so very blessed that Emily has each of you in her life. She is a very loved little princess, and please know we love you all, too!<br /><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW3mo7_LMiADG2kmzY-SrUEIR8y5_mhAsvILW0P4abFLOdmc-mtdjLhXiLgVzQCa04Jn7MZ5LnjV1KJyUy-0yeQznKF2jV8HvjenKj5AAyygqFPLCI_3KgPxH_BN0CP3coqndoZrNM_Tb-/s1600-h/Emily's+2nd+Birthday+018.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337211465378381330" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW3mo7_LMiADG2kmzY-SrUEIR8y5_mhAsvILW0P4abFLOdmc-mtdjLhXiLgVzQCa04Jn7MZ5LnjV1KJyUy-0yeQznKF2jV8HvjenKj5AAyygqFPLCI_3KgPxH_BN0CP3coqndoZrNM_Tb-/s320/Emily's+2nd+Birthday+018.jpg" /></a> Emily opening her gift from Elaina . . . Disney Princesses!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeN5H0BLWiy5cZKYSoiIEAfJZxluG3h7OKXSwLB_KLSternh1iKQ35oiOOoWZib1M8kxGm7YjltV_yUrEBL4GtVhUB_Ad9_BDEa3-ZaBL8Oyz-XGjB5T56PH1KD5cFafOUv9WMd9w_W5yh/s1600-h/Emily's+2nd+Birthday+034.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337211459189559970" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeN5H0BLWiy5cZKYSoiIEAfJZxluG3h7OKXSwLB_KLSternh1iKQ35oiOOoWZib1M8kxGm7YjltV_yUrEBL4GtVhUB_Ad9_BDEa3-ZaBL8Oyz-XGjB5T56PH1KD5cFafOUv9WMd9w_W5yh/s320/Emily's+2nd+Birthday+034.jpg" /></a> Great Maw-Maw Alice was able to come for Emily's party! What a special treat!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwE5rRwgNsmcIdvD-wNvUC8W78z8RvCtZ_YTPv6a7hUlnKusA8bsK2dzHZ0k1TFuUYf2V0iNXTgbfHQtamZo8R6xfUg1pIIXtl9vZJ3zfGr5QE-B9kQbP43mnNkuS6ZttkIoidDpqz-rQ_/s1600-h/Emily's+2nd+Birthday+045.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337211456585470834" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwE5rRwgNsmcIdvD-wNvUC8W78z8RvCtZ_YTPv6a7hUlnKusA8bsK2dzHZ0k1TFuUYf2V0iNXTgbfHQtamZo8R6xfUg1pIIXtl9vZJ3zfGr5QE-B9kQbP43mnNkuS6ZttkIoidDpqz-rQ_/s320/Emily's+2nd+Birthday+045.jpg" /></a> Yummy!<br /><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxgUGXIkkVY1VqsxqPXvyi60XOcmlRpUbCQEl7KHJGWftlJU3uHXc_faReheJ62CLhYsLTcsHH-lq1okCLeV9g7vLL1pYAS6uEKAYHLGhcxSH-NHzIwDX8ILWrlEqC4-wgq3UAj-T5txxc/s1600-h/Emily's+2nd+Birthday+047.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337211444768366498" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxgUGXIkkVY1VqsxqPXvyi60XOcmlRpUbCQEl7KHJGWftlJU3uHXc_faReheJ62CLhYsLTcsHH-lq1okCLeV9g7vLL1pYAS6uEKAYHLGhcxSH-NHzIwDX8ILWrlEqC4-wgq3UAj-T5txxc/s320/Emily's+2nd+Birthday+047.jpg" /></a> Daddy and Elaina carrying Emily to her bedroom after a long day and a super fun party that evening. She was worn out! Mommy felt the same way, but no one carried her to bed like this!<br /><br /><div align="left">Emily also had her 2 year well visit today, and she did great for the doctor! Elaina went with us, and was a huge help by showing Emily exactly what she needed to do. She is growing well, and the doctor was impressed that she knew her "right and left" and also came in to her doctor visit in "big girl panties" and is both day/night potty trained. Of course, we do still have our occasional accidents when she gets too busy playing at a friends house or some place other than home, but she is doing a great job, and we are so proud of her! In fact, she went six days straight without any day/night accidents at all last week. She tells us that she needs to potty by saying, "Wa-wa potty!" and to take care of her "number two's" by saying, "Snake potty!" We can all thank her big sister and Daddy for that one! What little ladies he has around here! Auntie Leah would be proud. Emily absolutely wants NO help at all when going to the bathroom. It seems like a 10 minute ordeal. She has to pull her own pants and panties off without help. She has to put the toilet seat up, get her soft potty seat on the regular toilet seat, get her step and place it up to the toilet so that she can climb up onto the toilet by herself, etc. so on and so forth. This is all great, but it just takes her forever. Sometimes I'm afraid it's going to take her so long that she'll have an accident while she's trying to get everything situated, but she ends up making it. If you try to offer help, she demands, "NO, ME! ME DO!" She loves wearing her princess panties! We bought her a package of princess panties as her reward for learning how to potty. She was thrilled with them, so hey, why not. Nothing but princess panties, right? </div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><br /><div align="left">Dear Emily, you are our sweetheart. We love your snuggles and your kisses. We love to watch you pray with your eyes squinted super tightly shut and interrupt your own prayers with "ME?". We love how you twirl you hair into knots when you're tired and how you love BABY animals . . . especially baby whoo-whoos. We love how you love your sister and "Mommy's baby" that is coming soon. We love how you race out to the driveway to meet Daddy at his truck as soon as he is home from work. Daddy loves how you are especially his girl. We love your love for outdoors and bubbles, and Daddy loves how you and Elaina enjoy loud Toby Mac music in his truck with him. Now, about that temper of yours and lack of patience, your favorite word to Mommy being "NO!", how grumpy you are when you wake up from your naps (just like your Mommy) ummmmm . . . well, we will continue to work on that. We are so fortunate that God blessed you with us and is allowing us to care for you. We pray daily that He will guide us in raising you the way that He desires us to. We love you, Emmy! Happy Birthday, Love!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk9hNkEffaRzuxAtsDpWJeoRfzlIBoLWvihIrdpekclFj3VqMcQfW4PoBq9eyOofFynHnMVttNJFYdenH3y5-tILO3k6kq2t1i7ujQCSNH8LMPNmEkeEV4OeqjSl_WqPCPaZe4_nzBQoVA/s1600-h/Emily's+2nd+Birthday+033.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337211838031339954" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk9hNkEffaRzuxAtsDpWJeoRfzlIBoLWvihIrdpekclFj3VqMcQfW4PoBq9eyOofFynHnMVttNJFYdenH3y5-tILO3k6kq2t1i7ujQCSNH8LMPNmEkeEV4OeqjSl_WqPCPaZe4_nzBQoVA/s320/Emily's+2nd+Birthday+033.jpg" /></a></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div><p align="center">Emily showing us how old she is, "TWO!" </p>The McCrary Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08821929388849978108noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212959778388458510.post-16122669280708051902009-05-11T09:45:00.009-04:002009-05-11T12:11:29.162-04:00The Best Mother's Day Yet!<div>I was treated to a wonderful Mother's Day. It was the best Mother's Day yet! It was perfectly simple, and I loved every minute of it!<br /><br />Sunday mornings are always busy because we are at church by 8:30 a.m., and with three girls in the house to get beautified, it's pretty hectic. ;) Jeff and Elaina got up early and went to the donut shop and came home with donuts and a nice, big, Mt. Dew Polar Pop for me for my Mother's Day breakfast! YUMMY! I was so excited (and so were the girls)!<br /><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVrYPcrF-6eNmxNc2WF_XbqaB6kTylB5QvuJRfvUNljCI8mNRCvzypE4GMZrzR8aqms7810X0IV3m74F8HDjM9HZ3_rk1i4bCRbDXiUfBL6Bg5cSWluvsFP3xA2_qYYH9NmcH3rqpuL-cm/s1600-h/Mother's+Day+2009+002.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334580739936277682" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVrYPcrF-6eNmxNc2WF_XbqaB6kTylB5QvuJRfvUNljCI8mNRCvzypE4GMZrzR8aqms7810X0IV3m74F8HDjM9HZ3_rk1i4bCRbDXiUfBL6Bg5cSWluvsFP3xA2_qYYH9NmcH3rqpuL-cm/s320/Mother's+Day+2009+002.jpg" /></a> The girls enjoying a Mother's Day breakfast of donuts.<br /><br /><br /><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0XzQ3i1XmdwQC2hKW9BeSF48kVeplYUrmelutNDV3GeaTPREjmJ4_peTIBmHf_APNSowqE-nYxd75WDHqoBDwj-N86qQpd2vbsXMtsK_gpB8yyLUSIkb67svBYeqPGFKf8N8YeOCBpKUx/s1600-h/Mother's+Day+2009+001.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334580736434565394" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0XzQ3i1XmdwQC2hKW9BeSF48kVeplYUrmelutNDV3GeaTPREjmJ4_peTIBmHf_APNSowqE-nYxd75WDHqoBDwj-N86qQpd2vbsXMtsK_gpB8yyLUSIkb67svBYeqPGFKf8N8YeOCBpKUx/s320/Mother's+Day+2009+001.jpg" /></a><br />Then, the girls gave me their homemade cards. Those really didn't surprise me. Elaina let that out earlier in the week that they had made them for me. When we were coloring cards for their grandmas, and I was explaining to them why we were sending their grandmas cards, she said, "But, Mommy, we already made your wonderful pictures. Daddy hides them. Then, we go to church, and after church, we will hide them behind our backs and say, 'SURPRISE!'" Then, she stopped abruptly, looked at me with BIG eyes, and said, "Uhhh . . . I not say that. I not tell you that." It was so funny! She realized after getting excited and telling me all of that that she was supposed to wait. It was really sweet. It's hard because we teach the girls not to keep secrets from us. We do this for their protection. We tell them that they are always to tell us about things, and we try to explain the difference between a <em>surprise</em> and a <em>secret</em>, and that we don't keep secrets from each other. On one of my cards, Jeff had the girls tell him ten "Things We Want To Tell Momma." Here's what they were: (I love the first two that Jeff said came immediately out of Elaina's mouth. She has such a love for Jesus at such a young age.)<br /><br /><div align="left"><br />1. Jesus Loves You! (Elaina)<br />2. Jesus Lives! (Elaina)<br />3. Kitty Cat (Emily)<br />4. Grrr . . . (Emily's ferocious growl!)<br />5. Ice cream (Elaina)<br />6. Wa-Wa Potty! (Emily - translation: "I have to go pee in the potty!")<br />7. Poo-Poo Can-Nee (Emily - translation: "I have to #2 in the potty, and I want a piece of<br />candy when I'm done!")<br />8. You are beautiful. (Elaina)<br />9. Thank you. (Elaina and Emily)<br />10. We love you! (Elaina and Emily)<br /><br />We have also been working with Elaina on how to write her name, so she worked on writing her name on my cards as well. Right now, her favorite letter is <em>a </em>because there are two in her name, and she likes to say, "Circle with a stick," so I had a lot of <em>a's</em> on my cards.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtFbXmNdPcJmSCE24bWc1rU-fLouvXsxT-eG0MCYFBKBqJpegLekZEZLzPuksVcFYppeLD38MzmaVDrkupt0YVOUvDcqLeUCLW2WAitmYVQmuCca20dlolyl8zhyphenhyphenj9yA5rg_D4aZjWYQ4s/s1600-h/Mother's+Day+2009+020.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334580748956891890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtFbXmNdPcJmSCE24bWc1rU-fLouvXsxT-eG0MCYFBKBqJpegLekZEZLzPuksVcFYppeLD38MzmaVDrkupt0YVOUvDcqLeUCLW2WAitmYVQmuCca20dlolyl8zhyphenhyphenj9yA5rg_D4aZjWYQ4s/s320/Mother's+Day+2009+020.jpg" /></a> </div><br /><div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIoqaxohli1JrUcsxas32CpcuwqX52GfSvqVnSBpT7D8uO4ogd9dhFv-JKKqDnPUTJqN3M-fPz6oxbSxrY4KwreINzLHTisLf7E5QhqXTrsixtdbHARaqzBD7jR2HSSf5F_4RYFJuBGt_g/s1600-h/Mother's+Day+2009+019.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334580743566504226" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIoqaxohli1JrUcsxas32CpcuwqX52GfSvqVnSBpT7D8uO4ogd9dhFv-JKKqDnPUTJqN3M-fPz6oxbSxrY4KwreINzLHTisLf7E5QhqXTrsixtdbHARaqzBD7jR2HSSf5F_4RYFJuBGt_g/s320/Mother's+Day+2009+019.jpg" /></a> When it was time to leave for church, we decided to take a few pictures. Usually, I am the one taking the pictures, so there are usually more pictures of Daddy with the girls than there are of me with the girls. So, this morning, Daddy took the pictures. Here we are getting ready to leave for church for the morning.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilR9Y1hMCnO_NBzkbDWJ6b4-EcVgdWZ2MaVD0fe1mU7pkdpdZifX5jPqm3iSH124_aYFnXGLrm03Rai8vivtMxrkIdbGwc0NtJcMdl6Cup_XNuuJ2KjXbbHepatsAVH-hNJC4aH18NMPT8/s1600-h/Mother's+Day+2009+004.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334582677361548738" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilR9Y1hMCnO_NBzkbDWJ6b4-EcVgdWZ2MaVD0fe1mU7pkdpdZifX5jPqm3iSH124_aYFnXGLrm03Rai8vivtMxrkIdbGwc0NtJcMdl6Cup_XNuuJ2KjXbbHepatsAVH-hNJC4aH18NMPT8/s320/Mother's+Day+2009+004.jpg" /></a> My beautiful girls<br /><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN1BJ758QI4dMbeg2IFfiIHM4F5WuYw7N-uBfE2j3R_JatKWaEIvEwMm4FDWy2DO-wN0C4BeD21XNKxitAgu7dLTuS49QneNxrds1aLI3MiNq38hX5H0C5J9TmEuo8tU7-Dveh5JE53pQa/s1600-h/Mother's+Day+2009+006.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334582673674378674" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN1BJ758QI4dMbeg2IFfiIHM4F5WuYw7N-uBfE2j3R_JatKWaEIvEwMm4FDWy2DO-wN0C4BeD21XNKxitAgu7dLTuS49QneNxrds1aLI3MiNq38hX5H0C5J9TmEuo8tU7-Dveh5JE53pQa/s320/Mother's+Day+2009+006.jpg" /></a> Elaina wanted to stand on a step to show how big she was for this picture.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmaczbwy4ceu5cy4pu_4IQ-g4IVFG1ZOkNnV1MNqw8_dPiPdnAJO711FIpWQr-T5l7TUHgTm_AliO03CyXnFQvm96NnVjAvie2nnx-nYE4CUXNZ9xlhE9baLR8M2QKCdT4ZFqOG5EtFh9Q/s1600-h/Mother's+Day+2009+008.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334582667202563842" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmaczbwy4ceu5cy4pu_4IQ-g4IVFG1ZOkNnV1MNqw8_dPiPdnAJO711FIpWQr-T5l7TUHgTm_AliO03CyXnFQvm96NnVjAvie2nnx-nYE4CUXNZ9xlhE9baLR8M2QKCdT4ZFqOG5EtFh9Q/s320/Mother's+Day+2009+008.jpg" /></a> Silly girl!<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZeXC2-QIryqKHVbt04afWak-U0591hguRoftfHegsZ11pKwHZ1OcKsS3T1s0cWe2TsVaLEq1UHFNwYxtN0MWPXeRCpiEMZ62ZcHSpP4dKOWfz6M7gA4hWZ5rEnA0ns_ZGqa80GrNupOdX/s1600-h/Mother's+Day+2009+010.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334582660941389986" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZeXC2-QIryqKHVbt04afWak-U0591hguRoftfHegsZ11pKwHZ1OcKsS3T1s0cWe2TsVaLEq1UHFNwYxtN0MWPXeRCpiEMZ62ZcHSpP4dKOWfz6M7gA4hWZ5rEnA0ns_ZGqa80GrNupOdX/s320/Mother's+Day+2009+010.jpg" /></a> Oh, how blessed I am! LOVE THEM!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVXQPjSv9aSRHpE3xgqnn7B-cewpoBB_xekImUnsMwg2H5oqrGK1yF5VbBxmTNsgMYTX1i8OgN-a4zWmM72CzlDfXJnp4HiunQ9FNWEAo8eXXXvLB7pPDROQDvi_WqBFE16bWkGASHwX46/s1600-h/Mother's+Day+2009+011.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334582656085686226" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVXQPjSv9aSRHpE3xgqnn7B-cewpoBB_xekImUnsMwg2H5oqrGK1yF5VbBxmTNsgMYTX1i8OgN-a4zWmM72CzlDfXJnp4HiunQ9FNWEAo8eXXXvLB7pPDROQDvi_WqBFE16bWkGASHwX46/s320/Mother's+Day+2009+011.jpg" /></a> The girls love their baby!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaLj60xL6XW_B9r9_XhO45b37coH5YjEFKfWZp0e3qpRVNbZi5hKpu1LsE0IxhexZcnlUwkO4vHde1ommyyJfdsW1mY1G8D3mgrdlh5KHk0sdmfVgeq_K0qb5ZaglDTsVGh2mymj3C_kI9/s1600-h/Mother's+Day+2009+015.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334587087203354834" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaLj60xL6XW_B9r9_XhO45b37coH5YjEFKfWZp0e3qpRVNbZi5hKpu1LsE0IxhexZcnlUwkO4vHde1ommyyJfdsW1mY1G8D3mgrdlh5KHk0sdmfVgeq_K0qb5ZaglDTsVGh2mymj3C_kI9/s320/Mother's+Day+2009+015.jpg" /></a> Elaina and her dear friend, Hannah, at church. So cute!<br /></div><div align="left">We usually don't get home from church until 12:15 p.m., so we are always hungry and tired! We decided to come home and warm up some quick leftovers for lunch and get girls down for naps. Before we had lunch though, the girls each came walking into my bedroom with gifts behind their backs for me. I love Willow Tree figurines, and each of them had one picked out for me. Of course, Jeff helped some. He wanted each of the girls to give me one that would remind me of them in a special way. Emily gave me "Tenderness." Emily likes to be held like the child in the figurine is being held. She loves to snuggle, so I will always think of her when I see this figurine. Elaina gave me "The Dancer." How appropriate! She is my little dancer. She loves to dance! She dresses up every day, sometimes all day long, and dances to music on a cd, or to music that she sings herself. She makes up dances - very interpretive might I add. ;) She loves to dance with her Daddy, too. She loves to do her gymnastics in the house. So of course, this will always make me think of her. The gifts were a huge surprise, and I loved them! </div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQSx47nJLS8r4t-fJil11KD0mp6xnv6sPjyFv1bP3jP1bYnCWYsBEkzQACocxqjvsL-L38r9LphOMFY0XxhfXj7BmYCPH5E9qfNcdL7zsi1nFYr3SMJvTvSvAUcso38xtIcK5_SZQQMwOU/s1600-h/Mother's+Day+2009+016.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334585550446809250" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQSx47nJLS8r4t-fJil11KD0mp6xnv6sPjyFv1bP3jP1bYnCWYsBEkzQACocxqjvsL-L38r9LphOMFY0XxhfXj7BmYCPH5E9qfNcdL7zsi1nFYr3SMJvTvSvAUcso38xtIcK5_SZQQMwOU/s320/Mother's+Day+2009+016.jpg" /></a> Emily's gift to me - "Tenderness"<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho9ckhZt4hnTDFHQm88TR6D63uNsh6LV_W6WTwLdIFIAzF57dlMRStWFdZFmlxnKCewHAqhUzDHaOlAGN7YxTCf0sJEpYeV2mGZQ1qRIUne4VxczSQ0R-BP3CR48DrE8HJVc-88LxRjVuh/s1600-h/Mother's+Day+2009+017.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334585540846798626" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho9ckhZt4hnTDFHQm88TR6D63uNsh6LV_W6WTwLdIFIAzF57dlMRStWFdZFmlxnKCewHAqhUzDHaOlAGN7YxTCf0sJEpYeV2mGZQ1qRIUne4VxczSQ0R-BP3CR48DrE8HJVc-88LxRjVuh/s320/Mother's+Day+2009+017.jpg" /></a> Elaina's gift to me - "The Dancer"<br /></div><br /><div align="left"><br />The girls took naps, and Jeff and I relaxed on the couch for the afternoon and did a few things that we needed to get done. For dinner, we went out for Mexican. It was YUMMY! I think Emily enjoyed it the most. She chowed down on chips, salsa, cheese sauce, beans and rice! It was so fun to see her enjoy it so much. After dinner, we came home, had ice cream and played outside.<br /></div><div align="left">It was a wonderful day! I was treated so well, and was definitely shown how loved and appreciated I am. I am so blessed that God gave me such a beautiful, wonderful family. I have the greatest husband who is also the greatest father to our precious girls, and my girls are so wonderful! I have to remember during those times that I get frustrated or those times when my girls aren't perfect like I wished they would be, that I am so blessed to have a husband and children who love the Lord and that I can go to HIM with all of my fears and frustrations of daily parenting. It is my prayer that I be a Godly example to my children and teach them about Jesus and how much HE loves them. I am truly not worthy!<br /><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg1Cy2AvXeetuKipAjyP9RCNcq1fUZHBdOwa-PVFPje6hbvb_6HdwnBTk2VuLcgtv7X2cFqfTiKe4yhadqqS2GdneUOzuIbPKjpg8dSfga4fRQ5_9IsrylKC8WXMIE1ldkHERjyaWPU1Hc/s1600-h/Mother's+Day+2009+022.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334599235934875634" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg1Cy2AvXeetuKipAjyP9RCNcq1fUZHBdOwa-PVFPje6hbvb_6HdwnBTk2VuLcgtv7X2cFqfTiKe4yhadqqS2GdneUOzuIbPKjpg8dSfga4fRQ5_9IsrylKC8WXMIE1ldkHERjyaWPU1Hc/s320/Mother's+Day+2009+022.jpg" /></a> 30 weeks with #3! - Mother's Day 2009<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5RN6COKaGH5-goB9D0XFo17ESXsGYglr2U5JeK-ej4ergrEsGOEV_WxbjQHI2AWTSIsOsufqAj29bGD7N4ENTFKuuqvD1bLEWfL8M58wnWz1t51qH9zA0S8-ATVbCkeXFco2jeq6P0kVc/s1600-h/Mother's+Day+2009+021.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334589180104760866" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5RN6COKaGH5-goB9D0XFo17ESXsGYglr2U5JeK-ej4ergrEsGOEV_WxbjQHI2AWTSIsOsufqAj29bGD7N4ENTFKuuqvD1bLEWfL8M58wnWz1t51qH9zA0S8-ATVbCkeXFco2jeq6P0kVc/s320/Mother's+Day+2009+021.jpg" /></a> Me and my girls (Elaina 3 yrs. 4 months; Emily 1 week shy of her 2nd birthday!)<br />Mother's Day 2009</div></div></div></div></div>The McCrary Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08821929388849978108noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212959778388458510.post-34895931072015625452009-05-06T14:29:00.004-04:002009-05-06T14:45:44.046-04:00Planting Mommy's Flowers with MeMeEvery May, my mom comes down, and we work out in the yard for a day - all day - planting flowers. I always look so forward to this, especially now with the girls because it would take me probably three days to get done what we get done in one day with my mom. Between taking breaks for snack, swinging, bubbles, potty, etc . . . it would not be as fun if my mom wasn't here to help. We had a beautiful day of planting my flowers, and the girls had a ball. We were outside ALL day; they didn't take naps, and they were a MESS when it came to be 8:00 p.m. and time to go inside - especially since towards the end of the evening, Elaina thought she would shampoo Emily's hair with bubbles. They loved digging for worms in the dirt, but neither one wanted to touch the worms. I don't blame them . . . that's why I wear gloves when I plant! Leave it to Emily, though, to find a baby worm. Emily LOVES baby animals, so while digging in the dirt, I wasn't surprised that she was the one to find a baby worm. She was so excited!<br /><br />Thank you, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">MeMe</span>, for a wonderful day of planting flowers. I'm still exhausted though from the long day, so off I go for a nap!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUqo45rwTS-6pGI-OKnCM2TGq2gcSopZyafOp3YSswKf-YN0IYJ0O7sJ5gsjwkeOVTZAQ1a7i9j47H6HOnURQhJKLLu0O4UYbwykgkPARlcb6-UvqMx4wICqIQ_a4LknD6KsLbH9iyBMRn/s1600-h/Planting+Flowers+with+MeMe+009.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332782291208741682" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUqo45rwTS-6pGI-OKnCM2TGq2gcSopZyafOp3YSswKf-YN0IYJ0O7sJ5gsjwkeOVTZAQ1a7i9j47H6HOnURQhJKLLu0O4UYbwykgkPARlcb6-UvqMx4wICqIQ_a4LknD6KsLbH9iyBMRn/s320/Planting+Flowers+with+MeMe+009.jpg" /></a> Emily's baby worm<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFbAxIUEwGJ3gcSxKom8QWCCdDGN6IkuGbZCHLAptIZlm9gruIQ3XtzQ484_oslZgbaLWOt6UOdTRXvIz4j6SqnHJ6pQEecVwyLPU59e_qOs2-9A8MYDAJwryZ-3gvJyHKQ5lpKHOWo9oN/s1600-h/Planting+Flowers+with+MeMe+007.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332782285208268546" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFbAxIUEwGJ3gcSxKom8QWCCdDGN6IkuGbZCHLAptIZlm9gruIQ3XtzQ484_oslZgbaLWOt6UOdTRXvIz4j6SqnHJ6pQEecVwyLPU59e_qOs2-9A8MYDAJwryZ-3gvJyHKQ5lpKHOWo9oN/s320/Planting+Flowers+with+MeMe+007.jpg" /></a> Planting Mommy's flowers<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicf6hIeAlIZXc8GJKs001CklDACU-x9hOdzutM_JvJSZ8U1cJZ4bk9NKEosVJXswLZH0T9jCgf-ykU1CL2g77VGJ66AJfGU6icn1gMISSsSV13NtHuLLF-CMfsx2IHTiEHSl66_jxXZx9G/s1600-h/Planting+Flowers+with+MeMe+004.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332782279377731218" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicf6hIeAlIZXc8GJKs001CklDACU-x9hOdzutM_JvJSZ8U1cJZ4bk9NKEosVJXswLZH0T9jCgf-ykU1CL2g77VGJ66AJfGU6icn1gMISSsSV13NtHuLLF-CMfsx2IHTiEHSl66_jxXZx9G/s320/Planting+Flowers+with+MeMe+004.jpg" /></a><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">MeMe</span> and her girls<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVYXPKcnDaW6rHApMJCGSuXXx6BNYCstD9wR3enIY2Syh3YJi2OnezGfXyOpKYYdNSl8FzahAjWM9UyF07u_ML218VoQduhviN3IBTF1U25AM-bR2j1wubOgUAfXf3TGB4ztu8mG-GU_bb/s1600-h/Planting+Flowers+with+MeMe+014.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332783000433409842" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVYXPKcnDaW6rHApMJCGSuXXx6BNYCstD9wR3enIY2Syh3YJi2OnezGfXyOpKYYdNSl8FzahAjWM9UyF07u_ML218VoQduhviN3IBTF1U25AM-bR2j1wubOgUAfXf3TGB4ztu8mG-GU_bb/s320/Planting+Flowers+with+MeMe+014.jpg" /></a> Note to self: Potting soil and bubble solution make for very messy toddlers! Elaina is just getting started in this picture with Emily's shampoo job. As usual, Emily is just going along with it without a care in the world. <br /></div><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx0NcJmbhKB2IWcdPeUEciZm6Xw92kakM_ZUCikLi0YJDTqd4-zTY008jjm4246EHkfxTNKCBznTSsoxnybB4E1bImqe8xFGQ7qOtA5TldY-lgFOFcojshYVy6Xki7MXO6DOEie3hiEBZK/s1600-h/Planting+Flowers+with+MeMe+011.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332782998642615138" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx0NcJmbhKB2IWcdPeUEciZm6Xw92kakM_ZUCikLi0YJDTqd4-zTY008jjm4246EHkfxTNKCBznTSsoxnybB4E1bImqe8xFGQ7qOtA5TldY-lgFOFcojshYVy6Xki7MXO6DOEie3hiEBZK/s320/Planting+Flowers+with+MeMe+011.jpg" /></a> Elaina getting more into the shampooing of Emily's hair with the bubble solution, and Emily still not having a care in the world about it . . . just concerned with blowing her own bubbles. </div>The McCrary Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08821929388849978108noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212959778388458510.post-56082765633419469922009-05-04T16:38:00.005-04:002009-05-04T16:55:52.291-04:00Finding Adequate Words to Express Our Thanks<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSxrVbt-Bs-foo53KKnDUDrmAPR7m1ZBs8Dl59VCJkRojRFt7BHAkEZt36QcVE9dQmYa_9gQsECk_6OzsglwmRYzvpsza-VlHKI7BHWJLL57Xzy5QZTBsOmGm0mgXoLy2uZwNfenN6Ohjk/s1600-h/Dr.+Cline%27s+Retirement+Open+House+002.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332071322469315378" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSxrVbt-Bs-foo53KKnDUDrmAPR7m1ZBs8Dl59VCJkRojRFt7BHAkEZt36QcVE9dQmYa_9gQsECk_6OzsglwmRYzvpsza-VlHKI7BHWJLL57Xzy5QZTBsOmGm0mgXoLy2uZwNfenN6Ohjk/s320/Dr.+Cline%27s+Retirement+Open+House+002.jpg" /></a> On Saturday, we had the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">privilege</span> of attending Dr. Donald Cline's Retirement Open House. Some of you may remember that Dr. Cline is (was) our Reproductive Endocrinologist who led us on our journey of conceiving Elaina Joy and also most recently caring for us during our first trimester of this third pregnancy.<br /><br />The open house was held at Dr. Cline's church, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">Zionsville</span> Fellowship, on the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error">northside</span> of Indianapolis. It was a beautiful day and a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">beautiful</span> open house for Dr. Cline. As we entered the church, we were greeted by Dr. Cline and were able to personally thank and congratulate him. As we were waiting in line to do so, I could not help but become <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">overwhelmed</span> with emotions as I watched in awe the other lives in the room that he has touched in an awesome way. The line of greeters who came to say "thank you" was flowing with expressions of emotions as well, so I didn't feel so out of place. The thankfulness that we have in our hearts for Dr. Cline is abundant. After our short conversation with him, it was almost as if we needed to find the perfect words to say, "Thank you." In a brief second that seemed like so long, I searched for those words, and all I could come up with was simply, "Thank you" as Jeff and I both embraced him and shared in a few tears.<br /><br />Dr. Cline will always be a huge part of our lives as we tell others how God blessed us with a beautiful family by placing us in the care of a doctor who places all of his faith and trust in HIM.The McCrary Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08821929388849978108noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212959778388458510.post-52556136977858393762009-05-04T16:34:00.003-04:002009-05-04T16:38:37.924-04:00Just a Few Recent Pics . . .<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRKfpNhKKf4DvNChrRFdeO0OHC2L2m0HxCqbq7sVTEE5-a06tBhSNamyzlbx9NetBeLAp1EAl7CCPi82TSSNDCjCwuQOG2Hucj-Rx05QJ0757GESXpIA0g05gNQcO_JsuCFUNif-en-bKE/s1600-h/Jill's+Pictures+021.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332070526116786050" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRKfpNhKKf4DvNChrRFdeO0OHC2L2m0HxCqbq7sVTEE5-a06tBhSNamyzlbx9NetBeLAp1EAl7CCPi82TSSNDCjCwuQOG2Hucj-Rx05QJ0757GESXpIA0g05gNQcO_JsuCFUNif-en-bKE/s320/Jill's+Pictures+021.jpg" /></a> The girls at Hannah's opening day T-ball game. It was a gorgeous day!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoEKgrhyphenhyphenobJMWNKxBd70uZAhXCiisaZjKNKmGFtUX7a_ak-U4b-49qoyhFtls000-TqRoXTGlpNX2wf4HwZlS-jUQzGidYbWX0Tpi3GmPGaDqWekJvJHv-kqe1A7TO7bXfIhzfpXUT4aE1/s1600-h/Elaina+Joy.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 302px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332070521959939154" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoEKgrhyphenhyphenobJMWNKxBd70uZAhXCiisaZjKNKmGFtUX7a_ak-U4b-49qoyhFtls000-TqRoXTGlpNX2wf4HwZlS-jUQzGidYbWX0Tpi3GmPGaDqWekJvJHv-kqe1A7TO7bXfIhzfpXUT4aE1/s320/Elaina+Joy.JPG" /></a> The girls enjoying the beautiful day!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih07DaSYwNvBQtKqwCzTb2j06-hNlaVyDCYJLURGVMzWxSTs3QmsYURGHJX9q2QjFp3qH8kU5rK8c3UnDsMzm5g4eIh5Dzq-g8lx40nCLwK_OhsALKIHq7xuV20A1lNSZVf1rBIONiAceP/s1600-h/Emily+Ann.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332070513174555602" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih07DaSYwNvBQtKqwCzTb2j06-hNlaVyDCYJLURGVMzWxSTs3QmsYURGHJX9q2QjFp3qH8kU5rK8c3UnDsMzm5g4eIh5Dzq-g8lx40nCLwK_OhsALKIHq7xuV20A1lNSZVf1rBIONiAceP/s320/Emily+Ann.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnPWqIZHAC8mTUARCT1c5vNtmnHN-9mba5w7ViWHnYZ9yCBWgfrDD5HnYxjGKnmFnc6wwFemz9ZpCrE8LO0eNNr8H__7k-02VfECxXpWvYMhvsFQMaPmcPd0wYS6LXbohsn9RDeooJ0_4O/s1600-h/Picnic+in+the+truck.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332070510880203378" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnPWqIZHAC8mTUARCT1c5vNtmnHN-9mba5w7ViWHnYZ9yCBWgfrDD5HnYxjGKnmFnc6wwFemz9ZpCrE8LO0eNNr8H__7k-02VfECxXpWvYMhvsFQMaPmcPd0wYS6LXbohsn9RDeooJ0_4O/s320/Picnic+in+the+truck.jpg" /></a> A Saturday picnic lunch in the back of Daddy's truck. </div></div><br /></div>The McCrary Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08821929388849978108noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212959778388458510.post-49042061289591915392009-04-14T21:54:00.007-04:002009-04-15T11:16:57.606-04:00Baby McCrary #3 Update - Long Overdue!<div align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1KcTXEo5e4ewl47qPdLON11Fhn-PIYMo5ogTYtsyIFcJx2rILxDixZ_vGFVGjIvHChj3nhtNXXGUL4WzLvB81ZN0ACz_v7_HQLfEuBJEJUVafwzWzHBcRmugELTZEBjARYjmswrZr0D93/s1600-h/Spring+Break+2009+001.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324734595611561218" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1KcTXEo5e4ewl47qPdLON11Fhn-PIYMo5ogTYtsyIFcJx2rILxDixZ_vGFVGjIvHChj3nhtNXXGUL4WzLvB81ZN0ACz_v7_HQLfEuBJEJUVafwzWzHBcRmugELTZEBjARYjmswrZr0D93/s320/Spring+Break+2009+001.jpg" /></a> This picture was taken a couple of weeks ago at 24 weeks. Yes, I was thinking what I<br /> look like I'm thinking, "Get this picture taken and over with!"<br /><br />I haven't given a baby bump update since we were 12 weeks pregnant back in January, so I thought it was about time that I give one. We are now 26 weeks along and doing great. We do not find out the gender when we are expecting, so you'll have to keep making your guesses. For us, there is nothing like waiting until that surreal moment to also find out what God has blessed us with. However, I am confident that we will be loving all over a new, beautiful, bundle of pink in July. I just have a very strong feeling about this. So, it this baby is a boy, I will be totally shocked and surprised. We are just so thrilled to be adding to our family!<br /><br />The girls love to kiss and hug on the baby and Elaina's new favorite quote is exclaiming (while looking at my belly), "Wow, Mommy, the baby's really growing! It's really getting big!" Thanks, Elaina. :) Elaina will be a big help just like she was for me when we brought Emily home.<br />Emily is going to be a super involved "Mommy." She loves to mother other babies and her baby dolls. She is very sweet and loving.<br /><br />As far as how this third pregnancy is treating me . . . it hasn't really been very different from my previous pregnancies. I am definitely not getting around as gracefully as I did with my first two though. My lower back pain at night has started sooner with this pregnancy, and I definitely started showing a bump much sooner with this one as well. Of course, this is my third, and the doctor warned me that all of this would happen. I really love being pregnant. I consider it a true blessing, and I have always been blessed with pregnancies that haven't given me complications. We are down to 14 weeks and one long, hot summer though! Fourteen weeks doesn't sound like a lot, but when you're that far along, huge, and have two energetic toddlers to keep up with, it seems a long, long, long way away. As far as heart rates have gone, they have been in the same range as my two girls. They have been anywhere from the mid-high 140s and lower 150s.<br /><br />We are looking very forward to the next 3 months and eventually meeting our new, precious baby!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZ-8lx8ZsNejL1EkSOGCTl7vao8zTI9M5lvqLQAug9MOZeh4gNKzYaC2GbfmuL2lRnMQOUygNUtq8T2jHHo9PcMmO245nHgvyRnrP_dWWq0tOU8knQJ4YAxxeIgP_uJ6LA_i91fIZyQ9Io/s1600-h/Baby+McCrary+%233+Ultrasound+20+weeks+B.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 254px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324734590970488546" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZ-8lx8ZsNejL1EkSOGCTl7vao8zTI9M5lvqLQAug9MOZeh4gNKzYaC2GbfmuL2lRnMQOUygNUtq8T2jHHo9PcMmO245nHgvyRnrP_dWWq0tOU8knQJ4YAxxeIgP_uJ6LA_i91fIZyQ9Io/s320/Baby+McCrary+%233+Ultrasound+20+weeks+B.jpg" /></a> Baby McCrary #3 at 20 week ultrasound<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixU5Bvb_hqXuqANzn43sYeB-8yF403LXDP4JEXM3uaf61IgE1q88YdNQKpL8nvssu9OCGon52wPqGsZo48Cv_hrHwtkJ7HeVpJWn_DzZG-gw-mHSxL_RId3ktzUMnTTHlm_DN3NlkgqGpL/s1600-h/Baby+McCrary+%233+Ultrasound+20+weeks.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 254px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324734588608590818" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixU5Bvb_hqXuqANzn43sYeB-8yF403LXDP4JEXM3uaf61IgE1q88YdNQKpL8nvssu9OCGon52wPqGsZo48Cv_hrHwtkJ7HeVpJWn_DzZG-gw-mHSxL_RId3ktzUMnTTHlm_DN3NlkgqGpL/s320/Baby+McCrary+%233+Ultrasound+20+weeks.jpg" /></a> </div>The McCrary Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08821929388849978108noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212959778388458510.post-3536384164807575072009-04-14T21:18:00.009-04:002009-04-14T22:15:22.463-04:00Easter 2009<div align="left">We spend Palm Sunday each year with my family in Elwood so that we are able to spend Easter at home in Franklin at our church. We love being in Elwood on Palm Sunday and getting to share in a wonderful meal and time the family.<br /><br /></div><br /><div align="left">We went to see "Journey to the Cross" at our church on Thursday evening. In years past, Daddy had portrayed Jesus for the church's Easter production, but this year, the church was trying a different production, and Daddy felt that it would be a good year to step aside with us being as busy as we have been. It was nice to be able to enjoy the production together this year. Elaina and Emily both watched the entire production very intensely, and Elaina had several questions for us. She learned so much!<br /><br />We colored our Easter eggs with the girls on Friday and had our Easter egg hunt here at home with them on Saturday afternoon. Sunday was another busy Sunday morning at church, and then we headed over to the Bright farm for the rest of the day.<br /><br />Terry and Terry Bright are Jill's parents. We have become very close with their family over the last eight years. They are like family to us, and we are so appreciative of them and how much they love our family. We spent Easter Sunday with them again this year enjoying a delicious meal and a super fun Easter egg hunt. Elaina remembered clearly the Easter egg hung she had a "Grandma Terry's" last year, and couldn't wait to do it again. Emily was too little last year to remember it, and it was fun to see how much more into hunting Easter eggs she was this year. We were so blessed to be able to spend the day with all of our very dear friends, and the girls had a great time as they do whenever we go to "Grandma and Grandpa Terry's." They enjoy spending time with all of the cousins (that aren't really their cousins, but have become sweet friends to them). Spring and summer days are the best there because of being able to be outside and enjoy the beautiful land and sun, and Elaina could spend the entire day jumping on the trampoline, swinging, or playing in the sandbox. We love the Bright family so much! </div><br /><div align="left"><br /></div><br /><div align="left">We had a great Easter. I am bummed though that I didn't get a family picture of us all dressed up for church. </div><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="right"><br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324726326850324322" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW_YC4-aJd4XHqbBuSHZCwGTD6HnZdAaUVgsCJmtXzLcbRYSVyjdCHO5TyWz9S0Id50uuS1LqkdMD6TFcvD343dOO8hWfzOCos2TPj9yDtVq6kyQoulhrfiFt7a9rObogXNmzWmYU7p0op/s320/Easter+2009+050.jpg" /><br /><p align="center">Enjoying candy after the big egg hunt.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYFVKahKchMj0QqcY8ADtR8m2kNuH5dqM4L_JGOJVFJXzrYBY2t9EprI0D6zSur5ObxXG_RaRCF7IDG5DKMCuCdji8BtbKKBX0Tq8FGYKZcTlJycDasKu4-DzIcRG_H9XDDbRBmpvbLYty/s1600-h/Easter+2009+046.jpg"><br /></p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324726141643108850" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYFVKahKchMj0QqcY8ADtR8m2kNuH5dqM4L_JGOJVFJXzrYBY2t9EprI0D6zSur5ObxXG_RaRCF7IDG5DKMCuCdji8BtbKKBX0Tq8FGYKZcTlJycDasKu4-DzIcRG_H9XDDbRBmpvbLYty/s320/Easter+2009+046.jpg" /></a> Sorting through all of the candy. Picture 18 kids doing this at the same time. It is amazingly fun!<br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivO6F2RyaKDkPJ2vI8mUMXpg_TQbOtpZA2HbbfGrMJQaN_nm4PiD7015cME2BX8sMCdy0OUQhst7dz1H-V4H9A6BMAZZRF5VFR1t-bCnnm-RUlPfLvrKLdyFNUN-RwysYrDGb8yabixaHG/s1600-h/Easter+2009+043.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324726141236866450" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivO6F2RyaKDkPJ2vI8mUMXpg_TQbOtpZA2HbbfGrMJQaN_nm4PiD7015cME2BX8sMCdy0OUQhst7dz1H-V4H9A6BMAZZRF5VFR1t-bCnnm-RUlPfLvrKLdyFNUN-RwysYrDGb8yabixaHG/s320/Easter+2009+043.jpg" /></a> Happy and ready to eat candy after the big egg hunt at the Bright farm!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhb-vif-LZdBM9qfR3UlZIb8t8rfHyaieBEwDOUkejXlAvmSDCTolGpWw-2vqzCEhaVHLVbLpngkfjF8UcGEUfLV_17q5fW-hEycUMhvhgo5lKpdyyXm4aZjH90XLs1x-JLeDpY_yw1-iLb/s1600-h/Easter+2009+036.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324726127171564354" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhb-vif-LZdBM9qfR3UlZIb8t8rfHyaieBEwDOUkejXlAvmSDCTolGpWw-2vqzCEhaVHLVbLpngkfjF8UcGEUfLV_17q5fW-hEycUMhvhgo5lKpdyyXm4aZjH90XLs1x-JLeDpY_yw1-iLb/s320/Easter+2009+036.jpg" /></a> Elaina spotted this one "way up high!"<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH3rhEGNWI8YQbCcsbk49AGEqOpPK9T08kHRrer7H-qajYLFt2-LikPPixXskKiyVuwHINCQcWS91sWOVre09_-DJeKSS_gTOx8G7q-xZRIi0N8Qaco30WN4HtFB4rco75GGn_UJ996sDb/s1600-h/Easter+2009+034.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324726122845884834" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH3rhEGNWI8YQbCcsbk49AGEqOpPK9T08kHRrer7H-qajYLFt2-LikPPixXskKiyVuwHINCQcWS91sWOVre09_-DJeKSS_gTOx8G7q-xZRIi0N8Qaco30WN4HtFB4rco75GGn_UJ996sDb/s320/Easter+2009+034.jpg" /></a> Emily was a bit slow because each time she found an egg, she had to say, "EGG! EGG!" 50 million times and be sure that we all saw it before she would put it in her bag and keep looking. So cute!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidvbTG53RMXXdnoilJ8alrjj8_AAL4QTbbsU7c6dfQMNSN_0mkihvYS6Mfv4RVZ2Bfo-jtbbV02AB9u8fYDeephUc8f2Md0uoIu8NNYWnANpukX2GLVK9azzR6xPS35H2w09tkJdMf7ErN/s1600-h/Easter+2009+033.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324726119441008514" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidvbTG53RMXXdnoilJ8alrjj8_AAL4QTbbsU7c6dfQMNSN_0mkihvYS6Mfv4RVZ2Bfo-jtbbV02AB9u8fYDeephUc8f2Md0uoIu8NNYWnANpukX2GLVK9azzR6xPS35H2w09tkJdMf7ErN/s320/Easter+2009+033.jpg" /></a> Finding eggs in the sandbox<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEnEmj74c2CyJRkCe3y6SHiRtxwMsV4GISaL1DDrBcLdH_Zep0D3myfMzo7cRyVOp_Vx0v8YDDRQwA4vf0Vfh6lPMGTF_esmsUGFA2WXkrG4pBMNRsQJwhXY-KfhHSVc8DHPGNh22BALMU/s1600-h/Easter+2009+029.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324725478463342034" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEnEmj74c2CyJRkCe3y6SHiRtxwMsV4GISaL1DDrBcLdH_Zep0D3myfMzo7cRyVOp_Vx0v8YDDRQwA4vf0Vfh6lPMGTF_esmsUGFA2WXkrG4pBMNRsQJwhXY-KfhHSVc8DHPGNh22BALMU/s320/Easter+2009+029.jpg" /></a> Emily's first egg<br /><br /><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324725470097915202" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy61mO7cp-1huDKHoIcdLG6jyYdt3YdWwrjt2b-BuGNEJ0h4nNnboKUe8qg1HUZIbvDFBBe1ZdNHyzg_EIycmEJ4LZG_DIWSuNnW1DSEMGbyhLaTxHzICU1leoXe2duYqrMvDR_df0qC_R/s320/Easter+2009+023.jpg" /> Aunt Jill did a great job of getting all the kids lined up by age order in the basement before the egg hunt.<br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324725475781342082" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLi3BxP3VIiUtrudDLtpU6WSzObuTboQYhAd4lVpAdneeASsR1QHLodQ7KZGq93M5qoMAB6RODjRr6euPyvru7Fy8H394Yq2dh4QvYqY2KJMWDkHPPH7joxGoHdM1yWYCbfuJC5yZNTXD_/s320/Easter+2009+027.jpg" />Sammy and Elaina singing, "Jesus Loves Me" while waiting to be set loose for the hunt! Good thinking, Jill! </div><br /><div><br /><div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhXHOKITbDHnVCen1D4WA0MYCQ7iNuTJ_Q8QZtDpv-YUkycAxn6NNbjYLT4sVhzFn32aSciiIwZ3Lyu1J7_-YjFxqp1-eo-lsStXODqMcB3c6Mh2WA_I9lF71oABU5T7D1DYQ1FfHJi-_E/s1600-h/Easter+2009+021.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324725459345065602" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhXHOKITbDHnVCen1D4WA0MYCQ7iNuTJ_Q8QZtDpv-YUkycAxn6NNbjYLT4sVhzFn32aSciiIwZ3Lyu1J7_-YjFxqp1-eo-lsStXODqMcB3c6Mh2WA_I9lF71oABU5T7D1DYQ1FfHJi-_E/s320/Easter+2009+021.jpg" /></a> Our little egg hunt at home.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_5nMpHJKLnfc6i1BktHqUHBD4UQ97YzAb8V8AeRsZhQwXIYEpPajiFOjtF-BGUST6267V9nQVArgLcxpp-Tv3XpjKm4sAEUkMwT1oirIUC7cA2Xtdbamv-Qq5mD-5z7ewgnaidugPWQd1/s1600-h/Easter+2009+019.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324725439586733586" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_5nMpHJKLnfc6i1BktHqUHBD4UQ97YzAb8V8AeRsZhQwXIYEpPajiFOjtF-BGUST6267V9nQVArgLcxpp-Tv3XpjKm4sAEUkMwT1oirIUC7cA2Xtdbamv-Qq5mD-5z7ewgnaidugPWQd1/s320/Easter+2009+019.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1lNyEKGduxg04vYKswDc-8p1FjJW6M1LNem6_ed8tAW2tw8dLBm-SF2Mfz_v-ol8J2g8MvRjMi4u3y9izWp4-7siEKkGlytaJvIN-qSpGFpvaurAAEKPYVMWyldJjKDjWnTAGr0TZvjaP/s1600-h/Easter+2009+015.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324724873496541122" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1lNyEKGduxg04vYKswDc-8p1FjJW6M1LNem6_ed8tAW2tw8dLBm-SF2Mfz_v-ol8J2g8MvRjMi4u3y9izWp4-7siEKkGlytaJvIN-qSpGFpvaurAAEKPYVMWyldJjKDjWnTAGr0TZvjaP/s320/Easter+2009+015.jpg" /></a> So excited!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXJR7MPUX050Eo8HQSKkTyVDv0w2aCOAutxxdkKySKg0Gibl6oROJ1GD3W76J8ZDUN7LfR19Ytmf09Dgis6PsT53tsnVXZUMhnJHL8aQC8swbNPcuq4V0h1MacNh-zIpCgLCLfBi_y7uXs/s1600-h/Easter+2009+013.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324724874033337890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXJR7MPUX050Eo8HQSKkTyVDv0w2aCOAutxxdkKySKg0Gibl6oROJ1GD3W76J8ZDUN7LfR19Ytmf09Dgis6PsT53tsnVXZUMhnJHL8aQC8swbNPcuq4V0h1MacNh-zIpCgLCLfBi_y7uXs/s320/Easter+2009+013.jpg" /></a> Emily pointing and saying, "There you are!" to an egg.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTJl1Iml8-ySq4ap55H7ZHp6AKpZWU38a7T-BYaEaTKQQqsLrwvHXX8oWqTut4RYAIPau5ryIC0NHHuPjgHMhuwwWZn71xW6ht1ZBNU4z4GY8FtgQX-IPg6c8IJ-iOYlaH4DDulJJq7pZB/s1600-h/Easter+2009+010.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324724864637187602" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTJl1Iml8-ySq4ap55H7ZHp6AKpZWU38a7T-BYaEaTKQQqsLrwvHXX8oWqTut4RYAIPau5ryIC0NHHuPjgHMhuwwWZn71xW6ht1ZBNU4z4GY8FtgQX-IPg6c8IJ-iOYlaH4DDulJJq7pZB/s320/Easter+2009+010.jpg" /></a> Elaina waiting on her dying eggs to tint to just the right shade.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEAPffcDg48X1DX86Yl0g5CTWedninofNQNwtriBimrR0uCTiqHkXT7cMlhopH0L27AiI5nVxdM1jkCl1-tqhyphenhyphenGKcn5NoF4MMVdyOyunZKNeopfEWEMejUxp1_VSbqGnwj4r8MV10RIbRp/s1600-h/Easter+2009+006.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324729184384044098" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEAPffcDg48X1DX86Yl0g5CTWedninofNQNwtriBimrR0uCTiqHkXT7cMlhopH0L27AiI5nVxdM1jkCl1-tqhyphenhyphenGKcn5NoF4MMVdyOyunZKNeopfEWEMejUxp1_VSbqGnwj4r8MV10RIbRp/s320/Easter+2009+006.jpg" /></a> SOoooo fun . . . and messy!<br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMMZs4qH9VJy4mMeF5PFhkYAl8LgixM8QFQ7gIS3gb05si7cFmrt8KOHANy5HaHgIKHZWyj2qekTmXCvcr7T1bn4B0giJhXA5sVpmRk42HC8es9Cze2uXsHFZ4JUnXOmiy04bwyFeh2t9M/s1600-h/Easter+2009+001.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324724854497679314" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMMZs4qH9VJy4mMeF5PFhkYAl8LgixM8QFQ7gIS3gb05si7cFmrt8KOHANy5HaHgIKHZWyj2qekTmXCvcr7T1bn4B0giJhXA5sVpmRk42HC8es9Cze2uXsHFZ4JUnXOmiy04bwyFeh2t9M/s320/Easter+2009+001.jpg" /></a> Jeff's mom (MawMaw) made dresses for the girls as an Easter surprise! The girls LOVE to put on fancy dresses! </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>The McCrary Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08821929388849978108noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212959778388458510.post-73797234044133771092009-04-14T20:23:00.010-04:002009-04-14T22:15:00.356-04:00Spring Break 2009Jeff was home for Spring Break at the beginning of the month. Although we didn't go anywhere warm and sunny with beaches, we had a really wonderful week. We didn't really plan very much to do other than relax and just hang out together. We seem to always be so busy, that we were just really looking forward to this week. We had a wonderful week with a few warm days and some fun as well.<br /><br /><br /><br />Jeff and I started out our week by attending the Chris Tomlin concert that I posted about earlier. We had the night Friday and all day Saturday to ourselves. Sundays are always fun but busy because we are at church all morning. That particular Sunday after church, we came home, put our pj's back on and laid around the rest of the day. It was so relaxing.<br /><br /><br />Monday was a nice, warm day, so we did yard work all day. Jeff was able to mow the yard and get some other yard work done, and we had a great day playing with the girls.<br /><br /><br />Tuesday was a rain out, so we headed to our first trip to the movie theater with the girls. Neither of the girls had ever been to a movie. We met some friends to see BOLT, and it only cost our whole family $4! Elaina loved it. Emily did well for having to sit so long. She got fussy at times, but we really couldn't have asked her to be any better. We won't make that trip with her again for a while, but we will probably take Elaina to some free movies here in town this summer.<br /><br /><br /><br />Wednesday was another nice day out, so we did more yard work and played all day! We also had a picnic supper outside as well.<br /><br /><br /><br />Thursday was nice enough for us to get our van and truck washed - inside and out. The girls put on their swimsuits and had a ball with the water.<br /><br /><br /><br />Jeff went in to school and worked all day on Friday to get caught up and get a jump start on the week ahead. In the afternoon, we all headed to a check up for baby and then we had our weekly small group that evening.<br /><br /><br /><br />Saturday was the highlight of our week - SESAME STREET LIVE! Some good friends of ours, the Seawright family, won four free tickets to the Murat in Indianapolis to see WHEN ELMO GROWS UP, and they gave their tickets to us! Their kiddos are too old for Sesame Street. We had so much fun, and the girls absolutely loved it. It was an experience that we would not have done on our own, and we are so very grateful and appreciative to our wonderful friends. God has truly blessed us!<br /><br /><br /><br />After seeing Elmo, we headed up to Elwood to spend the rest of the weekend with my family. We always spend Palm Sunday with my family. Elaina and Emily and their cousins sang "Jesus Loves Me" at their Poppy's church on Sunday, which I'm sure was Poppy's highlight of the year.<br /><br /><br /><br />We had such a nice, relaxing spring break together. It was rough when Daddy went back to work the following Monday. His girls sure do miss him a lot . . . all three of them . . . well, I think four of them!<br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324710943034485666" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIPnf75Mto9B7ByPRjDRgYwcfKQiHjwiH4QtbX0hK52dWIoD6Lk68Q9_zhkBcRlsSYDIjuYwPqUqBrNHQt5F0LIdq5WXlpYyQuABlDwGgk5Bz6Ix42NUD_DQcvIUH7BKiWdpn6JREaW4oc/s320/Spring+Break+2009+064.jpg" /><br /><br /><div align="center">Cousins Seth and Luke, Elaina, and Emily (with a couple of other kids from the congregation) singing "Jesus Loves Me" at Poppy's church on Palm Sunday. </div><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324710940509894690" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAxfezz9zUXv-TgnUrFmKSYjK9nkqYkGbeQVyuQnPiHX20T6OO4QbIbgfrT4tG8E2CTvzyARJCVt3sxZIvazoXv8LlO3ueUjdcvvUvVc-lsgJaM3GnDHWKD49vUIA8a2G9svnkXu9v2QHZ/s320/Spring+Break+2009+060.jpg" />Mommy and her girls at ELMO<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD0jCOOx-L3NPWk7yyjmJxgHIriyG7-Y9R7aH_dha48KbE2G1YU5qXAeHnwsYbA3mEPOetLQnjUt9_sC-nqBDii5_EUcEAcSOtRAQqJauVjJVvf82-E15NPtCZ3Jg0oNDJoc6F5a8-sQtj/s1600-h/Spring+Break+2009+059.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324710935636007154" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD0jCOOx-L3NPWk7yyjmJxgHIriyG7-Y9R7aH_dha48KbE2G1YU5qXAeHnwsYbA3mEPOetLQnjUt9_sC-nqBDii5_EUcEAcSOtRAQqJauVjJVvf82-E15NPtCZ3Jg0oNDJoc6F5a8-sQtj/s320/Spring+Break+2009+059.jpg" /></a> Daddy and his girls<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3Of0Jb8hS42bKBMH2ZDMcDCx1HZxC8gvTxi6MsEvcw1T1h-yd53fE7IJSHiiHMEHrL_qeQ8uMyylI39PahDuCKAwTxDWC0_jDqcq_f1Uqdt4AoQPh8ZsfEULACPqT6486vW_bKHgPvNqF/s1600-h/Spring+Break+2009+044.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 174px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324710930689696674" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3Of0Jb8hS42bKBMH2ZDMcDCx1HZxC8gvTxi6MsEvcw1T1h-yd53fE7IJSHiiHMEHrL_qeQ8uMyylI39PahDuCKAwTxDWC0_jDqcq_f1Uqdt4AoQPh8ZsfEULACPqT6486vW_bKHgPvNqF/s320/Spring+Break+2009+044.jpg" /></a> Emily loved waving and saying, "Hi, Melmo!"<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTIHtFgRiAzAaKNq4DZJwPeg3-6iG-GxWCg1rqGlXTo_HX820jkB_pO7sxwi4rNgx2SZvdoc-eYcwqQ9t7bBPzebVYBpVhM21HKaGD2COfdS8fv63yLmqiZhyphenhyphenhZ56w-2uJDzS3NJuKv3c2/s1600-h/Spring+Break+2009+043.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324710920974704018" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTIHtFgRiAzAaKNq4DZJwPeg3-6iG-GxWCg1rqGlXTo_HX820jkB_pO7sxwi4rNgx2SZvdoc-eYcwqQ9t7bBPzebVYBpVhM21HKaGD2COfdS8fv63yLmqiZhyphenhyphenhZ56w-2uJDzS3NJuKv3c2/s320/Spring+Break+2009+043.jpg" /></a> Elmo's weather forecast - brought to us by the letters L and H.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvmdy_x0XbhlTaeqLB48zgTQye_R5JH71WMk-URu_9MIaxnU8g2rZvc8sjs6_gjFnVWlNsimaDT7A5GzKC2KfyzekJY-Ra_RCkB6eBRB53lSUa8fFAfVf4OqLUxSSp5IjqkjsFyCLgjf_k/s1600-h/Spring+Break+2009+036.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324710084357038882" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvmdy_x0XbhlTaeqLB48zgTQye_R5JH71WMk-URu_9MIaxnU8g2rZvc8sjs6_gjFnVWlNsimaDT7A5GzKC2KfyzekJY-Ra_RCkB6eBRB53lSUa8fFAfVf4OqLUxSSp5IjqkjsFyCLgjf_k/s320/Spring+Break+2009+036.jpg" /></a> The Sesame Street Gang<br /><br /><br /><div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-XDAi83M4BNdv4r60Xpa-r9_uZoyrq1QcyHFSvovYSzF3n5WK8dj-g1FIg7M9mk-fNW_dK28YKaj_l3cudhUdjvpWjpHi8La5EEpZu-kgqTe4MBC9fGZ5w7uJ1F223RKy5NU_erBf7fm5/s1600-h/Spring+Break+2009+035.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324710075292435250" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-XDAi83M4BNdv4r60Xpa-r9_uZoyrq1QcyHFSvovYSzF3n5WK8dj-g1FIg7M9mk-fNW_dK28YKaj_l3cudhUdjvpWjpHi8La5EEpZu-kgqTe4MBC9fGZ5w7uJ1F223RKy5NU_erBf7fm5/s320/Spring+Break+2009+035.jpg" /></a> Elaina was thrilled the entire time!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvhxP0t2QsrHWDpa1DUZKAGdW2DhjtRJCodOIgvw4-0NkKnM_cdlBKKAhGse43H1WDmcKkeMqAiGk1LtGNYww7zCQWqN0u9ZlcJhQkX7qaYcmS3tj-QcsWFclqmlo1vJixFh2dRdlFoDBl/s1600-h/Spring+Break+2009+038.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324710073606362290" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvhxP0t2QsrHWDpa1DUZKAGdW2DhjtRJCodOIgvw4-0NkKnM_cdlBKKAhGse43H1WDmcKkeMqAiGk1LtGNYww7zCQWqN0u9ZlcJhQkX7qaYcmS3tj-QcsWFclqmlo1vJixFh2dRdlFoDBl/s320/Spring+Break+2009+038.jpg" /></a> Elmo and Mr. Noodle<br /><br /><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324710067921128210" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2g4cfFHR9LZeiHerGHCko7UY4E3nPjAeFNYx7xDWqNgCcyz0ZNnB0r13mzxtbGUdwKS9X_tQFU_eFE3hH0Mtxd-HSdP5GABYX1Lzqpf0rZ9DTBbF8kGyA43b31BaUEacpec5DVFE97f_1/s320/Spring+Break+2009+030.jpg" /> </div><br /><div>They loved having their very own ticket to see Elmo.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNyld54zSjm6Xqv6JhEDaOKWvygAwsyMxXknJPa7oP-gpfpF77z2KqlmC9zu80nlXc23ouYEcOlauyL1YQ3Me_kDJM2QAZK6l-Wu19IPXT2vjTMNfxLeTUf5IRVgrAslBTA9jSKxWa6eqi/s1600-h/Spring+Break+2009+026.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324709315574030658" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNyld54zSjm6Xqv6JhEDaOKWvygAwsyMxXknJPa7oP-gpfpF77z2KqlmC9zu80nlXc23ouYEcOlauyL1YQ3Me_kDJM2QAZK6l-Wu19IPXT2vjTMNfxLeTUf5IRVgrAslBTA9jSKxWa6eqi/s320/Spring+Break+2009+026.jpg" /></a> Emily helping wash Daddy's truck.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6wwUkOiMdMtbbyhG8Tlcn7dR0NWFJN5Gxn6z7U1J-AIJ-E8MvpTzmDTasNO-2EP3TAQCYBtIGaxS1t2UKFe4B0SM7PXLSJagKlCtIKs8Qx1AVpQy2DYf9cy-XwOKwTeeI_MLo2rrb6zCb/s1600-h/Spring+Break+2009+021.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324709308091360562" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6wwUkOiMdMtbbyhG8Tlcn7dR0NWFJN5Gxn6z7U1J-AIJ-E8MvpTzmDTasNO-2EP3TAQCYBtIGaxS1t2UKFe4B0SM7PXLSJagKlCtIKs8Qx1AVpQy2DYf9cy-XwOKwTeeI_MLo2rrb6zCb/s320/Spring+Break+2009+021.jpg" /></a> Elaina went crazy cleaning everything she could find - Emily's bike . . .<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgPwPWoIHwyRqRUhE0g6BDd2pT-ka1vEomRGQaSPMW3FDOBpkMRUx0wnl6EPrNIXyzA3I2bcozvr8qbZ2myYtQ8sm-qPhpr8RMsYxjTHP8Sy__pfO5y4XLCEVfndryezf0JHBRXhbJTeDn/s1600-h/Spring+Break+2009+019.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324709304245627442" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgPwPWoIHwyRqRUhE0g6BDd2pT-ka1vEomRGQaSPMW3FDOBpkMRUx0wnl6EPrNIXyzA3I2bcozvr8qbZ2myYtQ8sm-qPhpr8RMsYxjTHP8Sy__pfO5y4XLCEVfndryezf0JHBRXhbJTeDn/s320/Spring+Break+2009+019.jpg" /></a> . . . her bike . . .<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXJNyyRw65_ZiGTaV7p8xpejX7T-dA_kBKt03oir8DrtyDl5z_9zsfKwIaTrqqgYtSDuz_EwW4Aq9OFPAP1j1U62vEj-5aT69o5P13CGPH4JmNR0-RJzu_0cYdDeVhTMCDz9XoWGMbu1GL/s1600-h/Spring+Break+2009+017.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324709297624245698" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXJNyyRw65_ZiGTaV7p8xpejX7T-dA_kBKt03oir8DrtyDl5z_9zsfKwIaTrqqgYtSDuz_EwW4Aq9OFPAP1j1U62vEj-5aT69o5P13CGPH4JmNR0-RJzu_0cYdDeVhTMCDz9XoWGMbu1GL/s320/Spring+Break+2009+017.jpg" /></a> . . . and their wagon . . . just to name a few.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhBr7k9bsW_4QNVsGbTeyB09-7HnxVOlBz1G_-yRjZCrUpdTTLafBKLTUqbChoUpIFYGGD2iayf1X4W5a-c9He867dIdZ-3jfS-0_gw11oNY4CmfK_080AOS0S73gltSBJcJPeaMI6S9mn/s1600-h/Spring+Break+2009+012.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324709289113599410" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhBr7k9bsW_4QNVsGbTeyB09-7HnxVOlBz1G_-yRjZCrUpdTTLafBKLTUqbChoUpIFYGGD2iayf1X4W5a-c9He867dIdZ-3jfS-0_gw11oNY4CmfK_080AOS0S73gltSBJcJPeaMI6S9mn/s320/Spring+Break+2009+012.jpg" /></a> Oh, and I forgot, they thought the driveway was dirty, so they wanted to wash that, too!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX1VyAWuFYiJFw2kbP0AZiPdgTyErvprHLOFkTNf6aK8UXK4n4PLnZ2iaHj9BsJ-jO8zDmX9iZrPUh-TRYABh3_O0lIbWqGXLzoK3zu5mSUVARsRTGMIgsOlSMJ5wrnBRoRnkf6iVNccCG/s1600-h/Spring+Break+2009+011.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324708806088505026" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX1VyAWuFYiJFw2kbP0AZiPdgTyErvprHLOFkTNf6aK8UXK4n4PLnZ2iaHj9BsJ-jO8zDmX9iZrPUh-TRYABh3_O0lIbWqGXLzoK3zu5mSUVARsRTGMIgsOlSMJ5wrnBRoRnkf6iVNccCG/s320/Spring+Break+2009+011.jpg" /></a> Elaina was a big helper washing the van.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh50UlNZ-0bB3mlPpRohNGh1QBgNq3Qrfmrsn6yMfkaXY477vtLuAYusHsFnFE-XrsT9K0fhprNCDF7_U7RbYo2FUkbNwZh4DJjJjblicYkdeYM92O2Q0tQhwSCmm_ZUlJLS0NkUbOyaGQO/s1600-h/Spring+Break+2009+010.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324708795483413538" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh50UlNZ-0bB3mlPpRohNGh1QBgNq3Qrfmrsn6yMfkaXY477vtLuAYusHsFnFE-XrsT9K0fhprNCDF7_U7RbYo2FUkbNwZh4DJjJjblicYkdeYM92O2Q0tQhwSCmm_ZUlJLS0NkUbOyaGQO/s320/Spring+Break+2009+010.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0haTx4AcifaOqtriU3w-b_3drZX7CICxIA3bk8pfrNqyOagE_4l2drcamQ0k2sY21MnRU0R5mocyeXc_6OJWoYm1GgFHbKvMDayZ2PMFAMRwq0vlaaMk1t0FuVzT8q3rzsJ_V487yRB2d/s1600-h/Spring+Break+2009+009.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324708793376978578" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0haTx4AcifaOqtriU3w-b_3drZX7CICxIA3bk8pfrNqyOagE_4l2drcamQ0k2sY21MnRU0R5mocyeXc_6OJWoYm1GgFHbKvMDayZ2PMFAMRwq0vlaaMk1t0FuVzT8q3rzsJ_V487yRB2d/s320/Spring+Break+2009+009.jpg" /></a> A yummy picnic on a beautiful day.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguVfZoOmyxDYw9Y4kdwH44xZqb_dWKAXXyeAtaml4j_9WACCdCq5d3_493ksll5lP0zTJ9LhytL62kCSYFTgbyyIkqfWbwnFNyqUu6Goz-Wqwai6F2RHGdwQhnPSXwgXnbqt3c_S94eJ9s/s1600-h/Spring+Break+2009+005.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324708786761192338" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguVfZoOmyxDYw9Y4kdwH44xZqb_dWKAXXyeAtaml4j_9WACCdCq5d3_493ksll5lP0zTJ9LhytL62kCSYFTgbyyIkqfWbwnFNyqUu6Goz-Wqwai6F2RHGdwQhnPSXwgXnbqt3c_S94eJ9s/s320/Spring+Break+2009+005.jpg" /></a> Enjoying the sunshine!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-MLYbZs51_TPrfvibZ3XgsrFQ9iqaw6llka82mdVyDNwQhAW8Ww1ELn4ZvHKcZa3hLEgA5AgP8ry68jnX0Z2sPqsBsIFF_7Q_6xewnWqIRc_0hr44wdVDO3HQpo628-rIpC07cqlQxuWs/s1600-h/Spring+Break+2009+003.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324708780626512258" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-MLYbZs51_TPrfvibZ3XgsrFQ9iqaw6llka82mdVyDNwQhAW8Ww1ELn4ZvHKcZa3hLEgA5AgP8ry68jnX0Z2sPqsBsIFF_7Q_6xewnWqIRc_0hr44wdVDO3HQpo628-rIpC07cqlQxuWs/s320/Spring+Break+2009+003.jpg" /></a><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324708076414546706" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFvNtRMtebYlV1UQ6xokGjTviYC4X820XXnoPrhbGMHlZw_8XKthMrV355fsHYeOJH2IMmwrJ799EQhNsy7bURcXvREOrlnTBvijqvHur-7X9euvjkKbQ0qHiUSqhTH8bQZQJvR6tUEkxp/s320/Yard+Work+With+Daddy+012.jpg" />Rolling around in the grass enjoying spring!<br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2JKv0GOVrDss8IF6CP4fIvqJVjEPvKHw9T-SbC01QF_17KDh7IyOf9bJPAsXd5Qm1WoNx2jzyTRelsO1lG6di4vNaGRFiz8gSDrSwAxKKhJ6iCV_x8bKO7cBf3qxpKIZ7cwH3ZAQQM1On/s1600-h/Yard+Work+With+Daddy+009.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324708062244300738" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2JKv0GOVrDss8IF6CP4fIvqJVjEPvKHw9T-SbC01QF_17KDh7IyOf9bJPAsXd5Qm1WoNx2jzyTRelsO1lG6di4vNaGRFiz8gSDrSwAxKKhJ6iCV_x8bKO7cBf3qxpKIZ7cwH3ZAQQM1On/s320/Yard+Work+With+Daddy+009.jpg" /></a> Hard at work with Daddy.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUzsqapD3vuU9Zg1svG_55WTNxRKeUmOQQy-P0ff9Wd0MYK8DboDcTiASISt89K_jRcix0IwHtyFTVFQSdd0xMn4Mwyis7dgJ5amfqo2Br9jzMWE8CalWUoDlemtfxnvEZPG7PdLVt8fTC/s1600-h/Yard+Work+With+Daddy+004.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324708055688273202" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUzsqapD3vuU9Zg1svG_55WTNxRKeUmOQQy-P0ff9Wd0MYK8DboDcTiASISt89K_jRcix0IwHtyFTVFQSdd0xMn4Mwyis7dgJ5amfqo2Br9jzMWE8CalWUoDlemtfxnvEZPG7PdLVt8fTC/s320/Yard+Work+With+Daddy+004.jpg" /></a> <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324708044746093922" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhNP7bm09GLmn9SWwa8TeEA7LVjAu-eQGEnMP_5Ffo4DH371axZo2Q_roQl5ntm2bmPg9IRLx6-WG07PJJUxaOqJl5o6n_KalbB9khoGHGzPgI51xbj0cSJbK5FBF-EXIudrkA40EaA2BM/s320/Yard+Work+With+Daddy+002.jpg" />The girls LOVE spending time with their Daddy! I am so thankful for that, and am so blessed to have the most wonderful husband and father who wants to spend every minute he can with his family. </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>The McCrary Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08821929388849978108noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212959778388458510.post-38037723256048024882009-03-30T21:04:00.004-04:002009-03-30T21:27:24.029-04:00HELLO LOVE! CHRIS TOMLIN CONCERT<div align="left">As I mentioned in a previous post, thanks to a few monetary birthday gifts for Jeff, we were able to have a date night . . . with Chris Tomlin! Chris Tomlin is a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Christian</span> music artist whose most well known songs include "How Great Is Our God," "Indescribable," "Forever," "Famous One," "We Fall Down," "Holy Is the Lord," "Made to Worship," "Amazing Grace (My Chains are Gone)." We have been to a couple of his concerts before, but when we found out he was going to be in Indianapolis, we really wanted to go. Our best friends, Jill and Scott <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Ruddle</span> are big fans, too. Jill is a super huge fan of Tomlin, and she wanted to go to this concert more than anyone. Since Scott's birthday is in March, too, and also due to Jill's super sweet kids, it turned into a birthday gift for both Jeff and Scott. Some other friends of ours, the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Seawright</span> family, wanted to go to the concert as well. They surprised all of us with a dinner out before the concert. It was really fun. We had such a great time! This was Tomlin's HELLO LOVE tour, and he sang a few of my favorite songs off of that record. "Sing, Sing, Sing," "Jesus Messiah," "I Will Rise," and "All the Way My Savior Leads Me." I was a bit disappointed that he didn't sing another favorite of mine, "Exalted (<span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Yahweh</span>)." We got home really late from the concert. Jeff's parents kept the girls overnight for us, and we were able to sleep in on Saturday and spend all day Saturday together as well. We had a wonderful time together. It was much needed. As those of you with little ones know, "responsibility-free'" times are few and far between.<br /> </div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319155767089361810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMlM5FGcgieKB-F7ooeAGiu-RTYlEmGwpUBIiU3A_s9A2j9hgTz80Y2aYZY0wLIRd-rd6fkii1SjSB1flkFbhHNfad7qQI9HvuzI-YPNZbvS7ntOgwqWB-ebobO_Z7caQncwpb8kVmEu0O/s320/Chris+Tomlin+-+Hello+Love+Tour+002.jpg" border="0" /> <br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-RyEPLYma3XR48VcPuoYqXMsRNDc3VK91npEdeJcNCfXMbvJ2BCzQDsHyONvTv95o88Y_ooh8Zy-b_p1TEvT2QNCciMkK8kkUw33SgwWYAVprMFJAy_5iDTW1y1T0FjOkfUVyPxfIRuQm/s1600-h/Chris+Tomlin+-+Hello+Love+Tour+003.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319155768707468962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-RyEPLYma3XR48VcPuoYqXMsRNDc3VK91npEdeJcNCfXMbvJ2BCzQDsHyONvTv95o88Y_ooh8Zy-b_p1TEvT2QNCciMkK8kkUw33SgwWYAVprMFJAy_5iDTW1y1T0FjOkfUVyPxfIRuQm/s320/Chris+Tomlin+-+Hello+Love+Tour+003.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319155773843390914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 296px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcqbiVwMUm2zqMkJcMnjTsT0fgX71VoZUDTuC2_awwFFzNd7iIx40aw5n_8MQiwgAEi0uIbY-iwd0k3pZNrszUoB4_m2gkFf28nOnNCMqn6qCo_ZhloVvR7DOpJeNAP73w_1yjBtT0Byve/s320/Chris+Tomlin+-+Hello+Love+Tour+005.jpg" border="0" />Me (looking like I've been hit by an 18-wheeler) and Jill (of course, looking tan and beautiful) before the concert started.<br /><br /><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319155771951263506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 313px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMXustwezgM8xAOkDZ7xR0EfwKRsgnebTwCQ8MMYc03teUKGq2NyM6Q_mw3m9G5oppyUVvs0X58W1o2IZ7dXHPfvC_vT14WSnZOzUvi5_JkJgb_Ixd354-j9oO38C6bKPuuCN7y-nlQ2Xh/s320/Chris+Tomlin+-+Hello+Love+Tour+006.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center">Jeff (looking hot) and me (again, looking like roadkill) before the concert started. It's okay. I bought him the shirt a few years ago, and I asked him to wear it that night. I like it. Although I don't believe in luck, so it should say "blessed." </p>The McCrary Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08821929388849978108noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212959778388458510.post-19267646777376225202009-03-30T20:00:00.005-04:002009-03-30T21:04:27.068-04:00First Spring Picnic<div align="left">On St. Patrick's Day (March 17<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">th</span>), the weather was beautiful! We headed to the park with our friends for our first spring picnic of the year. Is was a wonderful day!<br /><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH2Mk5L8HJD7IjETgpy4sYPCMnD8AtY09PQErsuKkujgAy68tdiywqdJzOoh9BUv6hbGvPOYP-vqexvsp8Ox14Ob_q1UpvyX_ZYGaZky6yIQBMdwFO9MlY7AQnebLmocCBbngPdeHDpBUP/s1600-h/First+2009+Spring+Picnic+at+the+Park+009.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319149026390167874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH2Mk5L8HJD7IjETgpy4sYPCMnD8AtY09PQErsuKkujgAy68tdiywqdJzOoh9BUv6hbGvPOYP-vqexvsp8Ox14Ob_q1UpvyX_ZYGaZky6yIQBMdwFO9MlY7AQnebLmocCBbngPdeHDpBUP/s320/First+2009+Spring+Picnic+at+the+Park+009.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>Elaina's absolute favorite thing to do outside is ride her bike! She rides around the entire neighborhood when we take evening walks. We took her bike to the park this day, and she had a great time riding bikes with Luke and Benjamin. </p><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmYhngvPdn4iwKilp0P2yXTnZf7rs0qcbaj6VFKDm41lNRbQvMmZ69EgHYVAW8YZaHqG8jUl690C_QzeYwQcg-HeiW-MpBH_9Gw9905HIyMwnu16T3VtEOVJrgP3QzMKbGqKv8MhG3UsO7/s1600-h/First+2009+Spring+Picnic+at+the+Park+008.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319149023023754946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmYhngvPdn4iwKilp0P2yXTnZf7rs0qcbaj6VFKDm41lNRbQvMmZ69EgHYVAW8YZaHqG8jUl690C_QzeYwQcg-HeiW-MpBH_9Gw9905HIyMwnu16T3VtEOVJrgP3QzMKbGqKv8MhG3UsO7/s320/First+2009+Spring+Picnic+at+the+Park+008.jpg" border="0" /></a> Elaina trying to keep up with Luke on her tricycle.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJpq7E4wgLCovmcD2YcipIYitcM847FZmxM2MHZFcsrkVhxtNufi6Tgnk4yRMvTtxmHnNTGDMnbkqfs3ocA-NdXaTmmX12dMy5BMjue3HpztN9LgZiySWoDwEyG5jUGoopZkcvHBUWc74K/s1600-h/First+2009+Spring+Picnic+at+the+Park+007.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319149015757807298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJpq7E4wgLCovmcD2YcipIYitcM847FZmxM2MHZFcsrkVhxtNufi6Tgnk4yRMvTtxmHnNTGDMnbkqfs3ocA-NdXaTmmX12dMy5BMjue3HpztN9LgZiySWoDwEyG5jUGoopZkcvHBUWc74K/s320/First+2009+Spring+Picnic+at+the+Park+007.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTuVc83US_ZGrhbZjuU5ezWyIs4Lt62Hpos0pzowzRQwXRGZ3r20mK-BMADLWUGo-MFe0zs1ovb9D1BEYrrfgkSjhY-3NlG-GF15UlZgLNwO_K5XzN51iDQN_WTjzSUQeFWOLPu2e-qIO6/s1600-h/First+2009+Spring+Picnic+at+the+Park+006.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319148709738144130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTuVc83US_ZGrhbZjuU5ezWyIs4Lt62Hpos0pzowzRQwXRGZ3r20mK-BMADLWUGo-MFe0zs1ovb9D1BEYrrfgkSjhY-3NlG-GF15UlZgLNwO_K5XzN51iDQN_WTjzSUQeFWOLPu2e-qIO6/s320/First+2009+Spring+Picnic+at+the+Park+006.jpg" border="0" /></a> Hannah and Emily enjoying the afternoon at the park.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX5phStCS6stUt9NKVic0FCOlnyOayNck2Am_fLEaF9kPfwgtH3SBB5uLoTd2U25OrUApYlRgVMMt5MhkRLOhzwa_8A7ZGWZ6htMnTpBWx3qciP-OvY9HUM5hLggwbvpewvhd6f32Il8xQ/s1600-h/First+2009+Spring+Picnic+at+the+Park+004.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319148708984485394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX5phStCS6stUt9NKVic0FCOlnyOayNck2Am_fLEaF9kPfwgtH3SBB5uLoTd2U25OrUApYlRgVMMt5MhkRLOhzwa_8A7ZGWZ6htMnTpBWx3qciP-OvY9HUM5hLggwbvpewvhd6f32Il8xQ/s320/First+2009+Spring+Picnic+at+the+Park+004.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Brookie</span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsMtc9iu3h6IpAOEs2KaxIzwYR6hwbO2QYhOTT3WKaIkUrGCDrlCcuIvDGVQmHJrq5VjNGh-IMhbtrwJTgUDY0bqsGaVXcE0MfC2jZ3j-P7CFLtD7rLSmG2BNu_rwd1q_8PvoBuhS6JEzp/s1600-h/First+2009+Spring+Picnic+at+the+Park+003.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319148698225674338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsMtc9iu3h6IpAOEs2KaxIzwYR6hwbO2QYhOTT3WKaIkUrGCDrlCcuIvDGVQmHJrq5VjNGh-IMhbtrwJTgUDY0bqsGaVXcE0MfC2jZ3j-P7CFLtD7rLSmG2BNu_rwd1q_8PvoBuhS6JEzp/s320/First+2009+Spring+Picnic+at+the+Park+003.jpg" border="0" /></a> Hannah<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjak_wdDtJydDzD73K0ACk7dgOYC_KQX4Z4lW8QqBIxxFYfjn0yeOLN300OyZPLtvqJe9FAsqSphtqCNpWw5s325P8k2TMbXtMg5HdFyJn5NbHrsd5sDTtAOtu3oc5VTVbkIuLFVjtJ-Xzv/s1600-h/First+2009+Spring+Picnic+at+the+Park+002.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319148695048967810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjak_wdDtJydDzD73K0ACk7dgOYC_KQX4Z4lW8QqBIxxFYfjn0yeOLN300OyZPLtvqJe9FAsqSphtqCNpWw5s325P8k2TMbXtMg5HdFyJn5NbHrsd5sDTtAOtu3oc5VTVbkIuLFVjtJ-Xzv/s320/First+2009+Spring+Picnic+at+the+Park+002.jpg" border="0" /></a> Madelyn Mae<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg0FzC6bfbcFan2-k3NlMFdreX5iZM7gd_e-gzoTdkM360h-5hTh0OE0BYx6dSjPwtgc4SDInxgSNjy9wiC0vdnvM4Ib49RlOtXGm4BqsH4x2YlMDJJd-o2FmsfKrpEVQtxdgRxPrY4BRB/s1600-h/First+2009+Spring+Picnic+at+the+Park+001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319148695981500450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg0FzC6bfbcFan2-k3NlMFdreX5iZM7gd_e-gzoTdkM360h-5hTh0OE0BYx6dSjPwtgc4SDInxgSNjy9wiC0vdnvM4Ib49RlOtXGm4BqsH4x2YlMDJJd-o2FmsfKrpEVQtxdgRxPrY4BRB/s320/First+2009+Spring+Picnic+at+the+Park+001.jpg" border="0" /></a> Elaina</div></div></div></div></div><br /></div>The McCrary Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08821929388849978108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212959778388458510.post-76450758357992015612009-03-30T16:42:00.005-04:002009-03-30T19:59:29.706-04:00Sisterly LoveIt is moments like these that make me stop from the housework, worries, and stress at times to just sit back and watch our girls love life and love each other so incredibly much. I know that a lot parents' dreams are to have that "All-American" family of one boy and one girl (although we would love to have four children, not two), but Jeff and I were just commenting this weekend on how we can't imagine the girls not having each other. Don't get me wrong, we would love to have a boy along the way if that is what God has in store for us, but to see our girls together right now, we couldn't ask for more of a blessing. Elaina and Emily are 16 months apart. Oh yes, we are already seeing our share of "cat fights," but the concern for each other, love, and friendship that they have already established puts joy in our hearts every day. Here are a few "sisterly" moments that I have randomly caught them in over the last couple of months. These are my favorites.<br /><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319130311162857378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr7g73gtqE80xnZso6o9KSknjj2AoZ3nXBrxEQ3IZORaRsSZcO-duDreablnwQAbDOUsKY-nmow2OjZIhvUr_Wjy36hQtYGg9qfMY70pPjLS-tZOSySa7Ql3nrpYC3EzrqZXuDvPThaZ6b/s320/Sisters+001.jpg" border="0" /> The girls watching a Strawberry Shortcake movie together. I walked in to check on them, and this is what I found. Love it.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319130100276545874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm_u9Fg0nNAirUCIozdaZdMnOy13bIXKzb0EQnqBkjZYXDeZHa-h6eZ6QK0wh3VkzL2KISKDr3k8T86qkvWrBOA2LIkKTswi0OYbQUeosbUd0lP7VtBgI6AxVAu5IoungMTwEljY_LqBRW/s320/Sisters+002.jpg" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319130108300638274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip5nG-uYaVo8LsJk-MqLkmELDcokwZzlkUu696UdmtClwY5qyaVIUGeKBbgfedI-3TnrLU8vQndvsgE2zZRwC72jQUVP5kw7-99NFqs0Pn5SQe4XlL4_5phGQ3kY_WWe0MzJSkFEN51ZRw/s320/Sisters+003.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div align="center">There is a drawer in the kitchen that has my plastic kitchen utensils in it. The girls know that they can play with these things while I'm working in the kitchen because they won't hurt them. One morning after breakfast, I was cleaning up. I knew that they had been in that drawer, but they had left the kitchen and for some reason I heard a faucet running. They are supposed to stay in the kitchen with those things to play. I went to look for them, and they had taken some <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">place mats</span> and utensils and were "making a cake" in the living room. The faucet was running because they needed water to make their cake with. I had to laugh because although I would have <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">preferred</span> for them to stay in the kitchen, water cleans up easily. </div><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkgNOE92VkDYGWxYUJu8sD0_ywxfzMzXKJR14gPkvEjn3vsOWCn9JzLw-d0emDLrIFrYKzFbC4RCisbnkn90Ghy_AvOvmIM9eNQ3nVblftaaDz_9cCRA1I81ePtC09iXC4iFILHDgJeq6q/s1600-h/Sisters+005.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319130112748589474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkgNOE92VkDYGWxYUJu8sD0_ywxfzMzXKJR14gPkvEjn3vsOWCn9JzLw-d0emDLrIFrYKzFbC4RCisbnkn90Ghy_AvOvmIM9eNQ3nVblftaaDz_9cCRA1I81ePtC09iXC4iFILHDgJeq6q/s320/Sisters+005.jpg" border="0" /></a> Yummy cake.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319130114241678370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjJil9MPkzMaoMlR78lPpunmBy3eisr7z7-C6EOJL5pPOdrGXBcCmXfmlvDPvRRX5VZxck8XvxCmv8ZlLo0jaW1vCektM7lFs4imE2_ylOr1OMQSQiUSztZPL46StTlp_OZJsOKQJfdnz9/s320/Sisters+006.jpg" border="0" />The girls have a few books that help them learn how to write their letters, numbers, shapes, etc. They are "wipe-off" marker books so that the pages can be used over and over again. They love these books, but we make them stay at the table in their play room to use them. Normally, I stay close by just to be sure that the walls don't get marked on or a book from their bookshelf that shouldn't be written in. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Naive</span> me, on this day they were doing really well with not making a mess (Specifically, Emily is the one we have to watch with the markers.), so I thought I might be able to get some housework done in another room while they played. Several minutes went by before Elaina came running out of the play room exclaiming and laughing, "Mommy! I drew picture on Emily! Hurry, come look!" Well, she wasn't kidding. This is what I found.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319130124331210034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkJg3o0yi9C-aq4UnKIgUO5Ay2Fyy7_fTYK9PF_P6jcU5oISJorc5jW1LrYsOYw_95RLfUdJydaCixlfjTf2WyfLiW8ZR0PD_joxgAZoZIDsCb7iwpPxmryKxaHoIttwFMZN9eyiWGGPAc/s320/Sisters+007.jpg" border="0" /> <div></div><br /></div></div>The McCrary Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08821929388849978108noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212959778388458510.post-58489119650682651202009-03-30T16:32:00.003-04:002009-03-30T16:40:48.601-04:00Edinburgh Sectional Game<div align="left">On a Saturday evening in March, we headed down to Daddy's Alma Mater to watch Edinburgh's <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">basketball</span> team in the sectional championship game. Unfortunately, they lost in a very close game. We still had a great time at the game with <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">MawMaw</span> and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">PawPaw</span>. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">MawMaw</span> got to show off the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">cheerleading</span> outfits that she made for the girls. She actually made these outfits a year and a half ago while Daddy was still coaching the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Northwood</span> basketball team. The colors worked well for this game, and they were barely able to squeeze into them one last time, so we thought we'd get a few last pictures. <br /><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319082095141935490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRKy6sRABeT2leod35gBXrZy2EVVUM3fLr516dqttGttsDllO-jAENLj_mnzvrTswB_McBJODU6BawjLUwN1MLz8g1L1Cq9uCLJNyl5HpqKgn76lNsJxrEGutgUvKPSPLdbFLi_ZS9Zd_o/s320/Edinburgh+Sectional+Game+002.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center">On the way down to the game, Elaina kept telling us that her <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">PawPaw</span> was going to buy her popcorn at the game. Guess what? Yep. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">PawPaw</span> bought Elaina a bag of popcorn at the game. :) </p><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT2erES7suUfPeu6LLm4awZr_kxXjwPFAmLA2s-AkcxEB4a65cd2XxA0DVu4xNygQgKK_V6mBpE5ZpA40loHHnGwMNNjYoUN7ciJHL6J-I-4AbuynzhR5X1NwvIAteeE_mo8cgXI27S6zK/s1600-h/Edinburgh+Sectional+Game+003.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319082103117516098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT2erES7suUfPeu6LLm4awZr_kxXjwPFAmLA2s-AkcxEB4a65cd2XxA0DVu4xNygQgKK_V6mBpE5ZpA40loHHnGwMNNjYoUN7ciJHL6J-I-4AbuynzhR5X1NwvIAteeE_mo8cgXI27S6zK/s320/Edinburgh+Sectional+Game+003.jpg" border="0" /></a> Emily enjoying the popcorn.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319082115566240066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW9cCz9Dp9hY6Ob7JxU7nmIWA1OmS2CE-i3d8eq32snn3dLlLtbLMjQ9ngqE2MC9CulxzTO6mfTAxCl7izlOrs4k8SwYz1vwirF9oeWH13JUmVRpossTHqdLfAB9b767Yg_bOfcWNAlYP1/s320/Edinburgh+Sectional+Game+005.jpg" border="0" /><br /></div><p align="center">Silly girls. Yes, that would be Emily with her ferocious growling face! It's very scary, isn't it? :)<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319082105065820594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfE8FczeIs5daBjLEL1PCNHIiSeLBI8o6o-LojsSDZ3yM4mTp8yzqyLIoJ9Zwq8ofmS5AmCjd10LLcSzkERqJMsg0YzpsnYbT5ULM_DlVpww_VkdrfD7mSD9bCbrIrDjHgyn9DaWXfS6C8/s320/Edinburgh+Sectional+Game+004.jpg" border="0" /></p><p align="center">Beautiful, beautiful girls. </p>The McCrary Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08821929388849978108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212959778388458510.post-5661213345493479952009-03-30T16:24:00.005-04:002009-03-30T16:32:29.801-04:00Daddy's BirthdayDaddy turned 32 the 1st of March! What an old man! ;) He always enjoys his made from scratch German Chocolate Cake. He has enjoyed it more being able to share it with his girls the last few birthdays although they don't look quite as nice since the girls insist on helping. His birthday was on a Sunday which after church services in the morning, is a super relaxing day for us typically. We did just that . . . relaxed in our pajamas after getting home from church. For his birthday, he <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">received</span> money from different parts of the family. He decided to buy tickets to the Chris Tomlin concert with his money. You'll see a post later about that concert! Happy Birthday, Daddy! We love you!<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319080376237235490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg93YE3WtmnAZT1atr4yvcJiL960AAZunKV3gEjyMVtACPRfZQjgTsUJ5G0AqACbdCxzttZJ42N8ChbPjWKbpF0sE3ECbUZfYyiufyUHa_syACNMY9uz08XlrYB820cRQbegfmDhBVYVWYM/s320/Daddy's+Birthday+2009+002.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center">Elaina adding the finishing touches to Daddy's cake.<br /><br /></p><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY8o4f5LYcKeCE_pSZz9pEqYRhcC0B3txkESVc35CEhbgTalOB2RdpLYaL5dff0DqjorXvx8iWJqMBX0Dhz63pf8TRPKUObd4eu95g-lgh-6uLVulrGpi9QXg7TK6n6zxMwpZWZdP9hUOn/s1600-h/Daddy's+Birthday+2009+003.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319080384721523154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY8o4f5LYcKeCE_pSZz9pEqYRhcC0B3txkESVc35CEhbgTalOB2RdpLYaL5dff0DqjorXvx8iWJqMBX0Dhz63pf8TRPKUObd4eu95g-lgh-6uLVulrGpi9QXg7TK6n6zxMwpZWZdP9hUOn/s320/Daddy's+Birthday+2009+003.jpg" border="0" /></a> So proud!<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319080390890446626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuiT5I1_4hLknUZtATteiG4TkoYys3E4Llj8jdrGP1X1SWO0Qm_dRqW6GiE20Nlr29xc0Sho_s0E5CEGTK5FN7Zuh1AL9H1jwucUjgCih4NpErDN-OslQAqmJaCIJV9KSYL1HVXjTe1qrc/s320/Daddy's+Birthday+2009+007.jpg" border="0" /></div><p align="center">Happy Birthday, Old Man!</p>The McCrary Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08821929388849978108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212959778388458510.post-90111967023970794202009-03-30T15:53:00.004-04:002009-03-30T15:58:56.439-04:00Valentine's Day 2009<div align="left">Here are just a couple of pictures of the girls preparing their Daddy's Valentine's Day surprise. They (we) decorated the inside of his truck with a lot of candy, paper hearts, and love! We spent the day together as a family and then Jeff and I were able to go out to a nice dinner with friends that weekend while <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">MawMaw</span> and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">PawPaw</span> watched the girls for us.<br /><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn5Xc8XVuOP9x_HO1l9VGKdkCx3lhK28DlNLBM8kV8SQhwUgWRzy8PdDx7jMUm6F-Fha2pNqFRO-aePR6G-22eceqkK5jSMdwJLg_McbAJdY7SnUALSiZ1PE0bT9zgaJzPujH1xZyenhaC/s1600-h/Valentine's+Day+2009+004.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319072053584304914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn5Xc8XVuOP9x_HO1l9VGKdkCx3lhK28DlNLBM8kV8SQhwUgWRzy8PdDx7jMUm6F-Fha2pNqFRO-aePR6G-22eceqkK5jSMdwJLg_McbAJdY7SnUALSiZ1PE0bT9zgaJzPujH1xZyenhaC/s320/Valentine's+Day+2009+004.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>"Hi, my name is Emily, and I'm a Daddy's girl!"</p><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjgRrpB9LwuVSt_5Tmi3f89HLEA_rbymecrSgm_HgBwUtXwaflXVEau9K6A_nAd3p9lNwSw-ektN6j7s_QACP5tIWSWp1qGIIjMZYDG9VO1VEsHZnoLQMa8Wjy_jY41eJfB61pIJ8HpREn/s1600-h/Valentine's+Day+2009+001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319072043485189970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjgRrpB9LwuVSt_5Tmi3f89HLEA_rbymecrSgm_HgBwUtXwaflXVEau9K6A_nAd3p9lNwSw-ektN6j7s_QACP5tIWSWp1qGIIjMZYDG9VO1VEsHZnoLQMa8Wjy_jY41eJfB61pIJ8HpREn/s320/Valentine's+Day+2009+001.jpg" border="0" /></a> Working hard on a couple of the MANY paper hearts that we cut and decorated!</div>The McCrary Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08821929388849978108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212959778388458510.post-74712629862461153172009-03-30T15:41:00.008-04:002009-03-30T16:01:48.562-04:00Winter Snow 2009<div align="left">Our winter snow experience in January and February was much more fun this year. In past years, Elaina has enjoyed the snow and being out in it, but would get very upset if she feel into the cold snow, especially with her hands. I don't blame her, though. I'm not a snow gal either. I do the video taping and picture taking. However, this year, she had a blast sledding with Daddy and playing out in the snow. Emily also enjoyed it as well, although we know next year she'll enjoy it even more. She loved to look out the window and say, "Snow! Snow! Snow!" We always enjoy a snow day with Daddy home from work, but we don't like that he has to make it up at the end of the year. Luckily, he just had to tack one more day on to the end of his school calendar this year.<br /><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319069912287182658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH9EvT7Cl8r1hJQusMXYmWk6N0ejvhtYkCpRHgHPMZQWMVXf7LrzjE39mBJgZQp0FmOXbP_eclQKcgPYX2mW3mgugUyJLnsxLHvIvPZwHLRr50bxD86sT8M9h8ZfTC8522berNA7qq54EG/s320/Winter+Snow+2009+002.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center">Emily getting ready to experience the snow. She had a hard time <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">maneuvering</span> with all of that gear on. It was bright! Had to wear those shades! </p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4ZsoV4pJ3HOtaK7t8xQ5oJp07dWlB5jePaPmx_FlKgQr6yZ8b-aENKrh17XCgs1brt2qiYzDoCiIopB3dicRHOQql_C1t39Q9VEWJZhElxMvgEXehcrRpPqAHYd5XljbD35bgRARBulI4/s1600-h/Winter+Snow+2009+001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319070031439638978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4ZsoV4pJ3HOtaK7t8xQ5oJp07dWlB5jePaPmx_FlKgQr6yZ8b-aENKrh17XCgs1brt2qiYzDoCiIopB3dicRHOQql_C1t39Q9VEWJZhElxMvgEXehcrRpPqAHYd5XljbD35bgRARBulI4/s320/Winter+Snow+2009+001.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a></p><p align="center">Elaina loving the snow! </p><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDTmFGiJLhEZ_eFOoCFPHpJo1wjfExUfNbh5v1eD-rgE4j2jbSYxZmShKTOyypzrBm4SXIfuJM5ZW4jcNNmqqv1Plwsdg4UafmjFUlR2CCoxd2PFSozECGwSD8pwYIQgVOBlR2uxEbQ4H7/s1600-h/Winter+Snow+2009+006.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319069929628482418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDTmFGiJLhEZ_eFOoCFPHpJo1wjfExUfNbh5v1eD-rgE4j2jbSYxZmShKTOyypzrBm4SXIfuJM5ZW4jcNNmqqv1Plwsdg4UafmjFUlR2CCoxd2PFSozECGwSD8pwYIQgVOBlR2uxEbQ4H7/s320/Winter+Snow+2009+006.jpg" border="0" /></a> Daddy shoveling and Elaina pulling the little red wagon that was Daddy's when he was her age.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQbCNgwa7gNCbqATh54lbY-otYa5KoBKi7qg2jrcYbxwqBqPNOk7C4M_Kq3Fg7t_vQEJZeXbcfOHLMEHJprF7WLrsYTgiTDJe0V_MFTV9LqjFG9qhsIB-b-jzzLTR2SMInDCqbwYrbB6vl/s1600-h/Winter+Snow+2009+005.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319069929578300114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQbCNgwa7gNCbqATh54lbY-otYa5KoBKi7qg2jrcYbxwqBqPNOk7C4M_Kq3Fg7t_vQEJZeXbcfOHLMEHJprF7WLrsYTgiTDJe0V_MFTV9LqjFG9qhsIB-b-jzzLTR2SMInDCqbwYrbB6vl/s320/Winter+Snow+2009+005.jpg" border="0" /></a> Elaina wanted to help her daddy.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNOugFF4zdpwt0ti8BUBJJAkiO2Fbo0nldSbAz6bNgZrsmTFnoICniZ_cJYI8AI0eOqSFqPIXoXHZMBaVWz7S6qoNX8Fpkbk3novOI7ymIH4lADctBhyc4hKBwoCCSI8KxbkMo37z8OOCn/s1600-h/Winter+Snow+2009+004.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319069925818864354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNOugFF4zdpwt0ti8BUBJJAkiO2Fbo0nldSbAz6bNgZrsmTFnoICniZ_cJYI8AI0eOqSFqPIXoXHZMBaVWz7S6qoNX8Fpkbk3novOI7ymIH4lADctBhyc4hKBwoCCSI8KxbkMo37z8OOCn/s320/Winter+Snow+2009+004.jpg" border="0" /></a> Our sweet pea.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiALZ11LUM0punW-B04lxcmPFZPHqww4jSUhIq0tWb7fhf4y6fmvMerBzlpVYuwHOO1JLUtHL0rjpF2shZOefBzq7HTRkZLPg5pLSvUU5IW6oeg7-Yxy3tWISAHQHwpKLhcAxQhjp98dVJe/s1600-h/Winter+Snow+2009+003.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319069918858351682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiALZ11LUM0punW-B04lxcmPFZPHqww4jSUhIq0tWb7fhf4y6fmvMerBzlpVYuwHOO1JLUtHL0rjpF2shZOefBzq7HTRkZLPg5pLSvUU5IW6oeg7-Yxy3tWISAHQHwpKLhcAxQhjp98dVJe/s320/Winter+Snow+2009+003.jpg" border="0" /></a> Sisters </div><br /></div>The McCrary Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08821929388849978108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212959778388458510.post-46549629723213053842009-03-30T15:30:00.005-04:002009-03-30T16:09:34.651-04:00"Now I Want To Be An Ice Skater Just Like Madison, Mommy!"Those were Elaina's words after watching our very good friend, Madison, compete in ice skating in January. We are so thankful that our girls have such dear friends and good examples to look up to in life. We are very blessed with friendships and friends who love our family so much. When Jeff and I first formed a great friendship with Madison's parents (Kenny and Shawna), Madison was Elaina's age. It has been really neat to watch her (and her brother) grow up! Thanks for inviting us to share in your fun, Madison!<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvDYlgWSs4cO6j8LEI9AUSGj3qrNEARPv3u1jxer6xO9uoQVbnBKcP1jAOGeNlx3oY_6RSiekTUWmHAPFzJ_c9M3KqD4wIlsbjsfyhKpmPWdi3I2B2zbL5cmsJfA91GCV426k1ZDh7JajG/s1600-h/Madison's+Ice+Skating+Competition+002.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319066304742374066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvDYlgWSs4cO6j8LEI9AUSGj3qrNEARPv3u1jxer6xO9uoQVbnBKcP1jAOGeNlx3oY_6RSiekTUWmHAPFzJ_c9M3KqD4wIlsbjsfyhKpmPWdi3I2B2zbL5cmsJfA91GCV426k1ZDh7JajG/s320/Madison's+Ice+Skating+Competition+002.jpg" border="0" /></a> Madison competing on the ice.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicp9ETldJIP2__i9JdFEzaSX4WRjc0Z-dC8DvT-g4WxuVdEMCSb16ZSwvBota9mOhGjYPCBhtn8khmXUcEUgAOo3sg8TpaqwMPDiLzF2qpqvXqEquDfQwEIVYJg54HcYjkReNet5wjvmWz/s1600-h/Madison's+Ice+Skating+Competition+001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319066296452738370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicp9ETldJIP2__i9JdFEzaSX4WRjc0Z-dC8DvT-g4WxuVdEMCSb16ZSwvBota9mOhGjYPCBhtn8khmXUcEUgAOo3sg8TpaqwMPDiLzF2qpqvXqEquDfQwEIVYJg54HcYjkReNet5wjvmWz/s320/Madison's+Ice+Skating+Competition+001.jpg" border="0" /></a> Hannah cheering Madison on!<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319066310313487378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ7yJOFO8AW38pJ5m4BKpqgCYkyQjgjedH0mhEVyZdAZoVNkyDtjEC7W_rQLxxEvw5yyEkbtD1UNzHuYcRwQZ_Cx1HR6nKy-WU7LU0VHXzhurYQOkykdserZ1S9UkV0DQ9dw5QNdrEdejL/s320/Madison's+Ice+Skating+Competition+003.jpg" border="0" />Emily, Hannah, Madison and Elaina </div>The McCrary Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08821929388849978108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212959778388458510.post-61115046278384608332009-03-30T15:15:00.006-04:002009-03-30T15:39:00.482-04:00Elaina's First Gymnastics Class<div align="left">Elaina participated in a gymnastics class this winter, and she had a blast! The class lasted for six weeks (January - February), and only had four to six students in it for each class. Since the summer Olympics were on this past year, she has loved "doing gymnastics" in the house. We thought this would be a perfect opportunity for her. The class was offered through the Franklin Parks and Recreation Department, and was only $20 for the six-week class. Not having participated in something like this before, we were a bit unsure as to how she would do, so we didn't mind paying the $20 to find out. She loved every minute of it, and we hope to sign her up for a couple of more classes this summer and fall. We went as a family every session. The class started at 4:45 p.m., so Jeff was able to meet us there after work. Emily did not get to participate, but she watched, and she learned so much just from watching. In fact, Emily tumbles very well. She has perfected her front roll as well, and will do them at random times wherever we are. We had so much fun and enjoyed watching Elaina enjoy herself so much. She listened to and behaved so well for her teacher each class. One of our proud moments!<br /><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319063791371415954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYvNtEhE1OCopMboEsosyJvEsdVKxm20DL_GNBbAkNWDKCBPt3KDYiFDinCw8lOg-HfMFQzQvsc8X0r43-vJSPGSwSK01mox7VqHrkqSUI1bNh_EmTMofShCnGovfbWAMMCvJ_2SRfcBc/s320/Elaina's+First+Gymnastics+Class+001.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center">Elaina excited and ready to leave the house for her first gymnastics class!</p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSo1OAhNwBEZz7UI-V6Gt-V9hSoCbRB_UmK1dujzPDCBVsNPZsjd5i6915aIg77FDGGGnI27d7BvxqGlGDJdKgSa3mPJHTvoeui2UXpNqBfYafy3wQinNnHbDTVLUso-U3yFGFwuyIq50/s1600-h/Elaina's+First+Gymnastics+Class+010.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319063796929756994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSo1OAhNwBEZz7UI-V6Gt-V9hSoCbRB_UmK1dujzPDCBVsNPZsjd5i6915aIg77FDGGGnI27d7BvxqGlGDJdKgSa3mPJHTvoeui2UXpNqBfYafy3wQinNnHbDTVLUso-U3yFGFwuyIq50/s320/Elaina's+First+Gymnastics+Class+010.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>Her first attempt on the balance beam.</p><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL0QZqIZ6wOO5UXK3ZUqySkF8tK20gSpQKg5fVy3Tj7XI1DkoMYRSow3Pq2jp5mN-NHkl-m1zBXX18zAxao1Ln8YWrKaBRicP7UWSBHj1jOr52s_JWE4BCKYZX4mdQ3Yncy_ckNDVr7F0/s1600-h/Elaina's+First+Gymnastics+Class+019.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319063599308196978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL0QZqIZ6wOO5UXK3ZUqySkF8tK20gSpQKg5fVy3Tj7XI1DkoMYRSow3Pq2jp5mN-NHkl-m1zBXX18zAxao1Ln8YWrKaBRicP7UWSBHj1jOr52s_JWE4BCKYZX4mdQ3Yncy_ckNDVr7F0/s320/Elaina's+First+Gymnastics+Class+019.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6w5bscDLTDw2L_6uEeJ8qUpdC_VBSIpiOaNGvAhT2lPXsUo1k17SgBKa2XR4IAmfQYQcdcHKYdgpYnmabf6ddrhGddtyRg9Ajre4GrS12AjF0kKbs2O5FNE8S5hSryr0h7HKcU7sgN6w/s1600-h/Elaina's+First+Gymnastics+Class+018.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319063593700379458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6w5bscDLTDw2L_6uEeJ8qUpdC_VBSIpiOaNGvAhT2lPXsUo1k17SgBKa2XR4IAmfQYQcdcHKYdgpYnmabf6ddrhGddtyRg9Ajre4GrS12AjF0kKbs2O5FNE8S5hSryr0h7HKcU7sgN6w/s320/Elaina's+First+Gymnastics+Class+018.jpg" border="0" /></a> So excited to walk the beam all by herself!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHc4W_UCW3J1PNOEyIhsjdFFuTg_ri_YNScd3ISa7rPF7g9pS56jYM2JFdgt1CYliiSv2oTiL_OGEaeHfsYmlneJwbaEwaFVTALGMGa4QXjfEy_NT5DamGSrpKPO3kt-RhAl5E40F7qtY/s1600-h/Elaina's+First+Gymnastics+Class+017.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319063594166154306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHc4W_UCW3J1PNOEyIhsjdFFuTg_ri_YNScd3ISa7rPF7g9pS56jYM2JFdgt1CYliiSv2oTiL_OGEaeHfsYmlneJwbaEwaFVTALGMGa4QXjfEy_NT5DamGSrpKPO3kt-RhAl5E40F7qtY/s320/Elaina's+First+Gymnastics+Class+017.jpg" border="0" /></a> Front roll<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp-94hBaHeEr6DdEBd37AwiVmMjaogNCN6Srk1J9OhC9fAZuG5X6zbxpOxvF2Az1PBQa3DlxTYDrL7ueKHBNqRYmLFSUTW5LoPYHvzC5IC75c50oYVKEiOvHwTIQgvIllEkV4xTo0TJxw/s1600-h/Elaina's+First+Gymnastics+Class+014.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319063582859911122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp-94hBaHeEr6DdEBd37AwiVmMjaogNCN6Srk1J9OhC9fAZuG5X6zbxpOxvF2Az1PBQa3DlxTYDrL7ueKHBNqRYmLFSUTW5LoPYHvzC5IC75c50oYVKEiOvHwTIQgvIllEkV4xTo0TJxw/s320/Elaina's+First+Gymnastics+Class+014.jpg" border="0" /></a> Elaina sitting next to her friend, Brookie, listening to their teacher.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizr7m_McJ_TJhgs9Ffleji-Y9OJc7_83w3Pq5Z1JJPGav5R4SQ455vBDWZ4FqvpQ18zOGJcVx1LNypENQo3P4gWioiFYMi3nKqI3wXq5efikkHwwl2pb_4ANu1Uli17puBXlLUmZZkhyU/s1600-h/Elaina's+First+Gymnastics+Class+011.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319063576961620290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizr7m_McJ_TJhgs9Ffleji-Y9OJc7_83w3Pq5Z1JJPGav5R4SQ455vBDWZ4FqvpQ18zOGJcVx1LNypENQo3P4gWioiFYMi3nKqI3wXq5efikkHwwl2pb_4ANu1Uli17puBXlLUmZZkhyU/s320/Elaina's+First+Gymnastics+Class+011.jpg" border="0" /></a> Brookie, Elaina's friend, with a smile across the beam.</div></div><br /></div>The McCrary Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08821929388849978108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212959778388458510.post-55416180883193091122009-03-30T15:09:00.004-04:002009-03-30T15:39:25.871-04:00Winter BluesYes, so I got behind again! It is now the end of March, and I am posting for January, February and March! I am not one who loves the winter. January, February and March depress me actually. I become terribly lazy. I don't want to go out in the cold, but yet I get tired of being indoors. Basically, I like to snuggle up in my big pink blanket on the couch and be a bum. Then, at the end of March, the sun begins to shine, the temperatures begin to rise, and I feel like coming out of hibernation! So, here I am again . . . catching up on blog entries. With many more exciting things to do outdoors, and Baby #3 growing, you can be sure that there will be many more posts this spring. Enjoy catching up on our family as I begin a slew of entries this week!The McCrary Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08821929388849978108noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9212959778388458510.post-83252032501640862382009-01-14T07:28:00.002-05:002009-01-14T07:36:16.941-05:00What's Your Vote?I have added a poll off to the right hand side of our blog site. You can vote as to whether or not you think Baby <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">McCrary</span> #3 will be a girl or a boy. You don't have to hurry and vote now if you don't want to. The poll doesn't close until midnight on July 19<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">th</span>. You have plenty of time to make your decision. As of right now, I think we will be loving all over another beautiful baby girl, but I may change my mind. Typically, I base my decisions off of the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">bpm</span> of the heart, but we don't know what any of those are yet. We didn't find out at Dr. Cline's office, but when we have our first appointment at the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">OB's</span> office, we will get a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">bpm</span> reading. <br />There is no way for me to tell on the poll who voted what way, so if you don't mind us knowing your vote, you can comment on the actual blog entry itself by clicking on "comment" at the bottom of this entry, or you can send me an email to let me know how you voted to <a href="mailto:mccraryfamily2002@comcast.net">mccraryfamily2002@comcast.net</a>.The McCrary Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08821929388849978108noreply@blogger.com3