tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6914681960010603092024-03-13T20:10:58.436-07:00The Starks' BlogWhat's Going on in Our WorldAmberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01414499510670559508noreply@blogger.comBlogger269125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-691468196001060309.post-45624001732027608812012-05-04T07:39:00.000-07:002012-05-04T07:39:09.865-07:00Bird Watchin'<div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">
BB's class has been learning about birds lately - and doing some really cool bird-related projects. He's made binoculars out of toilet paper rolls, played in egg, watched eggs hatching and more. He can even name a bunch of birds on sight (bluejays, cardinals, etc.). Here are some pictures of the activities.</div>
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Making binoculars out of toilet paper rolls.</div>
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Cutting string for birds to find and put in their nests.</div>
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Taking pictures of morning doves and their babies.</div>
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Reading about birds.</div>
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Scooping bird seed.</div>
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Playing in egg.</div>Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01414499510670559508noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-691468196001060309.post-52442025247518061102012-04-17T08:02:00.009-07:002012-04-17T08:09:32.142-07:00Asleep<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center; font-family:georgia;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EYXpV_07dYI/T42FTW8GqKI/AAAAAAAAASc/rupRyEfr9Yc/s1600/IMG00432-20120415-1444.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img style="width: 350px; height: 466px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EYXpV_07dYI/T42FTW8GqKI/AAAAAAAAASc/rupRyEfr9Yc/s640/IMG00432-20120415-1444.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center; font-family:georgia;"><span style="text-align: -webkit-auto;">The other night BB fell asleep after some exhausting "note" taking. Must have been thinking hard on some good figures.</span></div>B.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11124276548854961246noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-691468196001060309.post-77399376298883126732012-04-17T07:56:00.003-07:002012-04-17T08:09:02.350-07:00Another Random Thing in the Fridge<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7HtmjGQoVsk/T42EWVR-5mI/AAAAAAAAASU/jug43cu3r90/s1600/IMG00435-20120417-0725.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7HtmjGQoVsk/T42EWVR-5mI/AAAAAAAAASU/jug43cu3r90/s320/IMG00435-20120417-0725.jpg" height="240" border="0" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center; font-family: georgia;">This time fake pirate gold, or a penny as it is called by our little pirate.</div>B.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11124276548854961246noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-691468196001060309.post-91197038711345818422012-04-09T12:48:00.008-07:002012-04-09T12:54:05.917-07:00Uh-ho. Someone is bored.<div face="georgia" style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h73rSVDD4zo/T4M9neE6onI/AAAAAAAAFl8/1czhc1bIUvI/s1600/BBReads.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h73rSVDD4zo/T4M9neE6onI/AAAAAAAAFl8/1czhc1bIUvI/s320/BBReads.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5729490899243278962" border="0" /></a></div> <div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;">I love this picture of BB.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BVILPuokcuY/T4M9kReuilI/AAAAAAAAFlw/3X70D0rsxMM/s1600/CHARBBReads.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BVILPuokcuY/T4M9kReuilI/AAAAAAAAFlw/3X70D0rsxMM/s320/CHARBBReads.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5729490844322269778" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;">So I started playing with it.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dy9aI0OuCKk/T4M9gg_LZKI/AAAAAAAAFlk/sCGyFgsCvSE/s1600/PALETTEBBReads.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dy9aI0OuCKk/T4M9gg_LZKI/AAAAAAAAFlk/sCGyFgsCvSE/s320/PALETTEBBReads.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5729490779765433506" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;">Click on this one to see the effect.<br /></div><br style="font-family: georgia;"><div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fYA-fvJ3OT8/T4M9U4OWO8I/AAAAAAAAFlM/z9SMZg1oNak/s1600/PENBBReads.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fYA-fvJ3OT8/T4M9U4OWO8I/AAAAAAAAFlM/z9SMZg1oNak/s320/PENBBReads.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5729490579844643778" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">PhotoShop</span> is fun.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mFIIcxGrPQE/T4M9PtEYFoI/AAAAAAAAFlA/ECUmr5-7rIg/s1600/SGBBReads.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mFIIcxGrPQE/T4M9PtEYFoI/AAAAAAAAFlA/ECUmr5-7rIg/s320/SGBBReads.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5729490490950686338" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;">Imagine if I had skills.<br /></div>Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01414499510670559508noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-691468196001060309.post-5775327073292656132012-03-05T05:54:00.002-08:002012-03-05T05:56:51.452-08:00He Strikes Again<div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zXF0rHga72M/T1TF17b8_hI/AAAAAAAAFj0/Ci-W6iwGm3A/s1600/0304021919.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zXF0rHga72M/T1TF17b8_hI/AAAAAAAAFj0/Ci-W6iwGm3A/s320/0304021919.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5716411357318675986" border="0" /></a>I totally know how this went down. BB was building something - probably a house, that's what he wants to do when he grows up - and got thirsty. He went to the fridge to grab a pop - his latest beverage of choice, I'm a terrible parent - and in the race to quench his thirst, left his drill in the fridge. Happens to the best of us. (And makes me laugh every time.)<br /></div>Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01414499510670559508noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-691468196001060309.post-64495743226220473862012-01-23T13:53:00.000-08:002012-01-23T13:54:53.920-08:00Out of the Mouths of Babes<div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SNzsY-s5zP4/Tx3Wxx2r-qI/AAAAAAAAFiY/2p4tgV226Rw/s1600/bbquestion.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SNzsY-s5zP4/Tx3Wxx2r-qI/AAAAAAAAFiY/2p4tgV226Rw/s320/bbquestion.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700948854005562018" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;">I think this is a sign that Billy and I are doing something right as parents.<br /></div>Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01414499510670559508noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-691468196001060309.post-83993240480446743422011-12-01T07:08:00.001-08:002011-12-01T07:12:20.947-08:00The First Snow!<div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GSCxTsQrZlQ/TteYlLdo28I/AAAAAAAAFds/NIb1eU6FRCg/s1600/100_9459.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GSCxTsQrZlQ/TteYlLdo28I/AAAAAAAAFds/NIb1eU6FRCg/s320/100_9459.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681177219450854338" border="0" /></a><br />It's only a little, but some snow actually stuck yesterday!<br />Whew! Now BB can tell us what he wants for Christmas.<br />He said he couldn't tell us before because there wasn't any snow.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vFQoJr_9nm0/TteYhLi9SQI/AAAAAAAAFdg/OXUYLveWYjQ/s1600/100_9462.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vFQoJr_9nm0/TteYhLi9SQI/AAAAAAAAFdg/OXUYLveWYjQ/s320/100_9462.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681177150753687810" border="0" /></a><br />We had a few spoonfuls of the snow for breakfast ...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D_sBPoIWzXg/TteYbcRxY4I/AAAAAAAAFdU/39wmL8pXrww/s1600/100_9468.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D_sBPoIWzXg/TteYbcRxY4I/AAAAAAAAFdU/39wmL8pXrww/s320/100_9468.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681177052165792642" border="0" /></a><br />... and we liked it!<br /></div>Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01414499510670559508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-691468196001060309.post-88476723494720889292011-11-29T06:55:00.000-08:002011-11-29T06:59:30.587-08:00Rain, Rain, Go Away!<div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rDVj8VWAQ3o/TtTyfbvp42I/AAAAAAAAFck/I4n0LGSEYAI/s1600/1128011715.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rDVj8VWAQ3o/TtTyfbvp42I/AAAAAAAAFck/I4n0LGSEYAI/s320/1128011715.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680431651858539362" border="0" /></a>Come again a <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">nudder</span>* day.<br />(*BB language.)<br /></div>Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01414499510670559508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-691468196001060309.post-42727817313673358062011-11-22T05:16:00.000-08:002011-11-22T05:23:56.925-08:00He's at it Again<div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;">It's been awhile since <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">BB's</span> left us surprises in unexpected places, but he's back in full force:<br /></div><div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PrDw1CztpAA/Tsuh9ZXBusI/AAAAAAAAFaQ/5s4NYR6sWKI/s1600/1121011949.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PrDw1CztpAA/Tsuh9ZXBusI/AAAAAAAAFaQ/5s4NYR6sWKI/s320/1121011949.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677809831382203074" border="0" /></a>a necklace in the refrigerator ...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SsH_iEs7bFw/Tsuh6UnOWkI/AAAAAAAAFaE/BKH0eLzKbMw/s1600/1121011947.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SsH_iEs7bFw/Tsuh6UnOWkI/AAAAAAAAFaE/BKH0eLzKbMw/s320/1121011947.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677809778568354370" border="0" /></a>... and a drill in the refrigerator.<br /><br />The other day, he left a saw in the refrigerator. Silly Billy.<br /></div>Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01414499510670559508noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-691468196001060309.post-81115065817811787342011-11-02T12:45:00.000-07:002011-11-02T12:46:22.142-07:00He's Been Nice ...<div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q1i0W28vRgA/TrGd26tjJKI/AAAAAAAAFUg/-N4_1XQJsew/s1600/61Gv80CljBL._AA1000_.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q1i0W28vRgA/TrGd26tjJKI/AAAAAAAAFUg/-N4_1XQJsew/s320/61Gv80CljBL._AA1000_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670486972634965154" border="0" /></a>... so I think BB should get <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Twist-and-Match-Monsters-Game/dp/B0035EQDXG/ref=wl_it_dp_o_npd?ie=UTF8&coliid=I7KPVLATS2E5S&colid=3H0132E3CFHIX">this</a> for Christmas.<br /></div>Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01414499510670559508noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-691468196001060309.post-52084035914387998472011-10-29T16:07:00.000-07:002011-10-29T16:13:34.225-07:00Impromptu Photo Shoot ... Foiled by Ornery Toddler<div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CeTkvcq_zHo/TqyHvo6EcWI/AAAAAAAAFTA/JqCqiHaTqGM/s1600/100_9302.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CeTkvcq_zHo/TqyHvo6EcWI/AAAAAAAAFTA/JqCqiHaTqGM/s320/100_9302.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669055283457192290" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-34yQoXy5s-c/TqyHrbKIDnI/AAAAAAAAFS0/dqy15QIsdMY/s1600/100_9301.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-34yQoXy5s-c/TqyHrbKIDnI/AAAAAAAAFS0/dqy15QIsdMY/s320/100_9301.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669055211046964850" border="0" /></a>'<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Cheeeeeeese</span>!'</div><div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CRJrCzMflrw/TqyHkgD34kI/AAAAAAAAFSo/Ha0OGTRHzFQ/s1600/100_9299.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CRJrCzMflrw/TqyHkgD34kI/AAAAAAAAFSo/Ha0OGTRHzFQ/s320/100_9299.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669055092103832130" border="0" /></a>'The Wheels on the Bus' gets a smile.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rJoEXRoLd_k/TqyHf_LNc6I/AAAAAAAAFSc/cqBlQQJj-d8/s1600/100_9298.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rJoEXRoLd_k/TqyHf_LNc6I/AAAAAAAAFSc/cqBlQQJj-d8/s320/100_9298.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669055014556758946" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8CQ4l4LBZwM/TqyHageY_kI/AAAAAAAAFSQ/niDDQDXDF24/s1600/100_9297.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8CQ4l4LBZwM/TqyHageY_kI/AAAAAAAAFSQ/niDDQDXDF24/s320/100_9297.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669054920416362050" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O6Wz4ZDNE7c/TqyHVNuhg4I/AAAAAAAAFSE/aLGTJG8nlP4/s1600/100_9296.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O6Wz4ZDNE7c/TqyHVNuhg4I/AAAAAAAAFSE/aLGTJG8nlP4/s320/100_9296.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669054829484409730" border="0" /></a>It's nearly impossible to get BB to look at me when I'm taking a picture.<br /></div>Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01414499510670559508noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-691468196001060309.post-35771999410981225562011-10-23T16:48:00.000-07:002011-10-23T16:53:09.904-07:00BB is NOT Going to be a X-Gamer<div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lSOanAQMaBU/TqSoA94JVLI/AAAAAAAAFQY/IrIGaQAAGBo/s1600/1019011923.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lSOanAQMaBU/TqSoA94JVLI/AAAAAAAAFQY/IrIGaQAAGBo/s320/1019011923.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666838965702448306" border="0" /></a>Since BB was a baby, Billy and Bob liked to say he was going to be an X-Gamer when he grew up. I think they mostly said that to get a rise out of me, but it may have been a bit foreshadowing.<br /><br />The other day, BB asked to put the ottoman in the middle of the living room floor. He then lined up pillows, a folding metal tray and a plastic lap desk - which he then thought he was going to jump over.<br /><br />I told him I didn't think it was a good idea, so he moved the trays - but still jumped. ... I can only do so much.<br /></div>Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01414499510670559508noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-691468196001060309.post-8777899658999077772011-10-17T06:35:00.000-07:002011-10-17T06:36:55.293-07:00Not So Fast!<div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ht0pRPNna70/TpwvSl6_pcI/AAAAAAAAFPg/_UlBOBjcDTM/s1600/100_9114.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ht0pRPNna70/TpwvSl6_pcI/AAAAAAAAFPg/_UlBOBjcDTM/s320/100_9114.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664454427788944834" border="0" /></a>Dear God, I am not ready for BB to be 5!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sLK6sYf_3y0/TpwvPjr22FI/AAAAAAAAFPU/Q-k4xSPEQgM/s1600/100_9116.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sLK6sYf_3y0/TpwvPjr22FI/AAAAAAAAFPU/Q-k4xSPEQgM/s320/100_9116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664454375648974930" border="0" /></a>2 is much better!<br /></div>Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01414499510670559508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-691468196001060309.post-67957321726126080692011-10-17T06:26:00.000-07:002011-10-17T06:37:32.294-07:00Fun with Cups<div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mY9PSYzdtbo/Tpwts9M-9xI/AAAAAAAAFOw/LMrl4bxHgVE/s1600/100_9108.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mY9PSYzdtbo/Tpwts9M-9xI/AAAAAAAAFOw/LMrl4bxHgVE/s320/100_9108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664452681691756306" border="0" /></a>Don't turn your back on a toddler! In the few seconds it took me to grab something from the laundry room, BB pushed a chair to this table and started making a 'castle'.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkF9jjkuxcI/Tpwtoz0OpsI/AAAAAAAAFOk/ELQKwPuRj1g/s1600/100_9118.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IkF9jjkuxcI/Tpwtoz0OpsI/AAAAAAAAFOk/ELQKwPuRj1g/s320/100_9118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664452610452530882" border="0" /></a>Then I showed him how to make a pyramid!<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6uryFlEJQf0/TpwtkYiT4fI/AAAAAAAAFOY/bN5zZdS10vg/s1600/100_9121.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6uryFlEJQf0/TpwtkYiT4fI/AAAAAAAAFOY/bN5zZdS10vg/s320/100_9121.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664452534410142194" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_iKVbEDyjgo/TpwtevzNg1I/AAAAAAAAFOM/26VnJBxoK44/s1600/100_9125.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_iKVbEDyjgo/TpwtevzNg1I/AAAAAAAAFOM/26VnJBxoK44/s320/100_9125.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664452437575828306" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1nM2xgLt-N4/TpwtaQ3EfNI/AAAAAAAAFOA/oo6rqj5973U/s1600/100_9126.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1nM2xgLt-N4/TpwtaQ3EfNI/AAAAAAAAFOA/oo6rqj5973U/s320/100_9126.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664452360551038162" border="0" /></a>If you were thinking about getting BB a Christmas present, don't. All we need is cups!<br /></div>Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01414499510670559508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-691468196001060309.post-8174332768560942882011-10-17T06:10:00.000-07:002011-10-17T06:11:56.541-07:00Love this Smile!<div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y--c_bcnWhk/Tpwpb4rkeBI/AAAAAAAAFN0/vXRki_PhI1Q/s1600/100_9098.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y--c_bcnWhk/Tpwpb4rkeBI/AAAAAAAAFN0/vXRki_PhI1Q/s320/100_9098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664447990373578770" border="0" /></a>This kid can't be mine - he's always cold!<br /></div>Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01414499510670559508noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-691468196001060309.post-47523068429079511152011-09-27T08:48:00.000-07:002011-09-27T08:54:55.690-07:00Happy Halloween!<div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UXcBvxmOjds/ToHwUiQVJHI/AAAAAAAAFLQ/5Suu7ffnELE/s1600/IMG00127-20110924-2015.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UXcBvxmOjds/ToHwUiQVJHI/AAAAAAAAFLQ/5Suu7ffnELE/s320/IMG00127-20110924-2015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657066842537403506" border="0" /></a>BB went trick-or-treating for the first time ever at the campground we stayed at this weekend. He made an adorable duck! Everyone said so. They also said it was perfect weather for a duck, which it was - cold and rainy. But, we saw a gorgeous, full, double rainbow! (Real pictures coming as soon as we get them off the camera.)<br /><br />Back to trick-or-treating.<br /><br />BB was really shy and his 'trick-or-treat's and 'thank <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">you's</span> were whispered, but he said them. He really liked the concept (surprise, surprise) and has enjoyed choosing which candy to eat next. 'Maybe this one' he says, then picks up another for consideration, 'maybe this one'.<br /></div>Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01414499510670559508noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-691468196001060309.post-32698495626441733372011-09-15T08:29:00.000-07:002011-09-15T08:36:35.988-07:00Duck. Duck. ...<div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zI2bo119Cx0/TnIZ782fl1I/AAAAAAAAFKs/qFIqn8_SWr8/s1600/41ckDunA5uL._AA300_.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zI2bo119Cx0/TnIZ782fl1I/AAAAAAAAFKs/qFIqn8_SWr8/s320/41ckDunA5uL._AA300_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652609000041060178" border="0" /></a>... Duck.<br /><br />You know that saying about asking the same question over and over, expecting a different answer? That's totally what Billy and I (and by that I mean mostly me) have been doing to BB.<br /><br />When we first asked him what he wanted to be for Halloween several weeks ago, he said a duck.<br /><br />What? A duck? Why?<br /><br />We don't know why he wants to be a duck, but that's been his consistent answer. So, a duck it is.<br /></div>Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01414499510670559508noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-691468196001060309.post-87246580286175179282011-09-14T10:32:00.000-07:002011-09-14T10:35:23.705-07:00Zolo A Go Go Wow-o!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kk5rPYjx11E/TnDlMu7QqTI/AAAAAAAAFKE/ZhUKhgzMtqk/s1600/41Cs0rCwlfL._SL500_AA300_.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kk5rPYjx11E/TnDlMu7QqTI/AAAAAAAAFKE/ZhUKhgzMtqk/s320/41Cs0rCwlfL._SL500_AA300_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652269539267750194" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:georgia;">BB joined me at work this morning and while he was completely happy calling his daddy every two minutes from my work phone, a coworker brought these over for him to play with. I'm in love. (So was he, but mostly it was me.)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">I can definitely see </span><a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://zolo.com/index.php/toys/zolo/zoloagogo">them</a><span style="font-family:georgia;"> in his future!</span>Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01414499510670559508noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-691468196001060309.post-73541579378027654812011-09-09T05:39:00.000-07:002011-09-09T06:10:02.190-07:00That's One Way to Wear Them<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ViHdXOvMybc/TmoJFBOBFnI/AAAAAAAAFJM/wFCHaxNlVso/s1600/0907012039.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ViHdXOvMybc/TmoJFBOBFnI/AAAAAAAAFJM/wFCHaxNlVso/s320/0907012039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650338664320931442" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:georgia;">Billy and I are taking the laid-back approach to potty training. I truly believe that BB won't be wearing diapers when he's 5, so why sweat it? Plus, he has a lot going on right now, having just started preschool (where they actually LEARN stuff) and moving to our new house.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">That said, he's been showing interest for several months and has been doing pretty well. We bought him a potty. We reward him with stickers. We encourage. We support. We never yell.* Even when he pees on my foot.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Since we've moved, we've even been encouraging BB to pee off the porch. Say what you will, he loves it, and my dad swears this is why my brother potty trained so early (you're welcome, Jason).</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Billy is anti-Pull-Ups, but we wanted to keep our positive momentum going, so we let BB pick out 'big boy underwear' the other night. They are a hit! He wore them to school yesterday and, we're told, showed everyone the extra pair we stuffed in his pants pocket in case he had an accident. He only had one - all day! Yep, the kid went a solid 15 hours in <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">underoos</span>! (Technically, he kind of had an accident at home. He started, then stopped, but still required a wardrobe change, so we can call it two accidents. Still, not bad.)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Last night, he was pretty sad that he had to put on a night-time diaper. He resolved this by putting a pair of big boy underwear on over his diaper, but not before he tried them on his head.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">* There's a mom at school who yells at her kids all.the.time. The worst was when her youngest son peed his pants right after they got to school. You could hear her yelling clear out the door of the building. I don't ever want to be that mom.</span>Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01414499510670559508noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-691468196001060309.post-88319863443231535972011-08-31T13:41:00.000-07:002011-08-31T13:42:46.720-07:00Break Out Your Credit Card<div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5KCaIi5HaDk/Tl6cimyZqJI/AAAAAAAAFIE/i7elKiLkT8c/s1600/0826011220.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5KCaIi5HaDk/Tl6cimyZqJI/AAAAAAAAFIE/i7elKiLkT8c/s320/0826011220.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647123101110610066" border="0" /></a>Now that we live in the country, BB needs this!
<br />You know, for sticks and stones and frogs and stuff.
<br />Only $8 at Family Dollar!
<br /></div>Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01414499510670559508noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-691468196001060309.post-5466489725938787082011-08-17T06:22:00.000-07:002011-08-17T06:27:00.181-07:00The Moon<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dhV9QU51Dwc/TkvAk5s0vfI/AAAAAAAAFGE/k8jngoaf9fA/s1600/img_1271106539913_15251.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dhV9QU51Dwc/TkvAk5s0vfI/AAAAAAAAFGE/k8jngoaf9fA/s320/img_1271106539913_15251.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641814698408328690" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">BB's</span> been spotting the moon on the way to work the past few mornings, which makes him really excited. He says it's following us and gets sad when he can't see it anymore.</span>
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<br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Yesterday, and again today, he said something like, 'There's a man up <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">dere</span>'. When we ask for more details, he doesn't elaborate, but I'm pretty sure <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">someone's</span> told him there's a man on (or in) the moon. Or maybe he sees him. (I never could, but that doesn't mean he's not there, right?)</span>
<br />Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01414499510670559508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-691468196001060309.post-89502395524531909352011-08-11T05:44:00.000-07:002011-08-11T05:47:52.596-07:00A Conductor in our Midst?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PLNvkmkX9tk/TkPOzdZljVI/AAAAAAAAFEc/N2ZPf4riNV4/s1600/lc98713.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 195px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PLNvkmkX9tk/TkPOzdZljVI/AAAAAAAAFEc/N2ZPf4riNV4/s320/lc98713.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639578541858590034" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:georgia;">BB loves trains. A lot. It's cute.</span>
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<br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Today he asked his dad to put his window down in the car, then proceeded to say:</span>
<br />
<br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">"Hi, train. Hi, tracks. Hi, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">choo</span>-<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">choos</span>. ... Bye, train. See you later. After school."</span>
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<br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">I love him.</span>
<br />Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01414499510670559508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-691468196001060309.post-79552067267490320902011-08-09T10:37:00.000-07:002011-08-09T10:38:36.763-07:00Silly Stickers<div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ef3q9rDhT0M/TkFwW1OhuZI/AAAAAAAAFEE/M6Hq_wbQn9Q/s1600/100_8565.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ef3q9rDhT0M/TkFwW1OhuZI/AAAAAAAAFEE/M6Hq_wbQn9Q/s320/100_8565.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638911745992014226" border="0" /></a>Someone <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">loooooved</span></span> the stickers the cashier gave him at Kroger last night.
<br />There are even some on his legs.
<br /></div>Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01414499510670559508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-691468196001060309.post-64286736115613211832011-07-11T06:49:00.000-07:002011-07-11T07:00:18.843-07:00Pedal! Pedal!<div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7fugfG7gaZc/Thr_h4g5oZI/AAAAAAAAFC0/95FvtvGGzf8/s1600/0707011640.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7fugfG7gaZc/Thr_h4g5oZI/AAAAAAAAFC0/95FvtvGGzf8/s320/0707011640.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628091641924002194" border="0" /></a>For <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">BB's</span></span> second birthday, we got him a <a href="http://www.stridersports.com/">Strider</a>, aka <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">pedaless</span></span>, bike. He loves it and can get around pretty good on it. I don't think we use it outside enough for him to get the full benefits, but we'll work on that. The full benefits include earlier and better balance. Basically, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">pedaless</span></span> bikes are supposed to help you skip the training wheel part of learning to ride a bike.<br /><br />We don't care when BB learns to ride a bike. Or if he uses training wheels. We're just suckers for gadgets.<br /><br />So, all that said, it's crazy to see my son ride a bike. Mostly because we didn't teach him. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">There've</span></span> been a lot of times over the past 2 1/2 years where I've been amazed and saddened by this fact. For example, the first time I did Ring Around the Rosie with BB, I thought he was <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">soooooo</span></span> smart because he picked up on it so fast. Then I realize he probably plays Ring Around the Rosie at school.<br /><br />He's also learned the Wheels on the Bus and Row, Row, Row Your Boat and Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star, not from me, but from his teachers. I also 'blame' them for his ability to count to 9 and identify his colors.<br /><br />Billy and I choose this for BB. We knew this could happen, but sometimes it still stings.<br /><br />(Wow, a post that was supposed to be about how cute BB looks on a tricycle really took a turn, eh?)<br /></div>Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01414499510670559508noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-691468196001060309.post-28260793240979842192011-07-07T07:58:00.000-07:002011-07-07T08:07:04.974-07:00A Photo Phase<div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MdtPgqU4Uvk/ThXKIkenaEI/AAAAAAAAFCc/6PKtoqBKaMw/s1600/0707010758.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MdtPgqU4Uvk/ThXKIkenaEI/AAAAAAAAFCc/6PKtoqBKaMw/s320/0707010758.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626625558049155138" border="0" /></a>We're going through a (hopefully) little phase where BB doesn't want to have his picture taken.<br />Tough for a mom who'd like to attach a camera to her eyeball so she could take pictures purely by thinking 'click' and then download them just by thinking 'download'.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jf7vHF0R2kU/ThXKA1_1JFI/AAAAAAAAFCU/1gD1HlohuoQ/s1600/0707010759.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jf7vHF0R2kU/ThXKA1_1JFI/AAAAAAAAFCU/1gD1HlohuoQ/s320/0707010759.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626625425312916562" border="0" /></a>I was lucky to get this one. Sad that it's a cell phone pic, but I <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">wouldn't've</span></span> gotten it any other way.<br />Yep, for once, cell phone photo delay came in handy!<br /></div>Amberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01414499510670559508noreply@blogger.com0