tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7773376458429022362024-03-06T02:54:22.147-06:00Glitter, Paper, Scissors!Maggie Danielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16613158945009000799noreply@blogger.comBlogger114125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-777337645842902236.post-36746208455928348162011-05-24T14:24:00.001-05:002011-05-24T14:25:39.905-05:00Chocolate Bunny WorthyWe've been potty training in our house. It's been a long week...a very, very, very LONG week. But Miss Caroline is kicking butt and taking names. She turns 2 in August right before her little sister comes and mom does not want to be changing two sets of diapers. So last Wednesday we took the plunge! The moon was in the right sign and it was go time.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Day One started out pretty good. But we had to take a break so she could get shots. Since she didn't even whimper during shots and had no accident, I rewarded her and myself with french fries. It was a nice break. We carried on with the potty once we got home. She did pretty good, but of course had a few accidents. The hardest part is training yourself. No trips to town, no relaxing in a recliner, no fun. Just lots of time in the bathroom, reading books, doing puzzles, taking pictures, and watching videos of Pa Pa Stu sassing. Sitting on the bathroom floor for hours and hours of the day, is miserable. I stand up and feel like my hips are falling off. Hard tile floors+7 month pregnant hips=not fun! I grab pillows now, or if it's a long time I will drag in a chair.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfWn6328YEXg-i8ZPxOHnS6YWiEUzP2FDaMraJsaVLXRyWSDgDB5NJmSDLUWVQAVZ5i9LIP2i46u7_N2n8bZ8bNZOHOB2QgVq3liFRP_fRAqcnYEnjiuliTK90kQctIIfy-Zwf_VI9ycg/s1600/downsized_0519010840.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfWn6328YEXg-i8ZPxOHnS6YWiEUzP2FDaMraJsaVLXRyWSDgDB5NJmSDLUWVQAVZ5i9LIP2i46u7_N2n8bZ8bNZOHOB2QgVq3liFRP_fRAqcnYEnjiuliTK90kQctIIfy-Zwf_VI9ycg/s400/downsized_0519010840.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">While mom gets ready she plays in my room. Doing puzzles and climbing on the bed. Only she can rock a pair of crocs and thick undies. And she will throw a fit if you do not put her "boots" on. So she constantly is wearing "boots", any form, crocs, sneaks, sandals, or even house "boots."</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghmWJpIdv1YQDmA0_fiLbidRHFCu2xHVhr3mpsH_qmFij31E8UNhXOyC83TUi_qFW6t9G1xIAEOvEWAflWIIzlkFT0QzWOXuPl-CHXMSuYwEotQLzjSIxcE7SunHwZIZG7P2-g-ZiuOBE/s1600/0521011521.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghmWJpIdv1YQDmA0_fiLbidRHFCu2xHVhr3mpsH_qmFij31E8UNhXOyC83TUi_qFW6t9G1xIAEOvEWAflWIIzlkFT0QzWOXuPl-CHXMSuYwEotQLzjSIxcE7SunHwZIZG7P2-g-ZiuOBE/s320/0521011521.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Because we spend lots of time in the potty we don't have time for snacks in our chair. So she eats sharks on the toilet while rocking Everett's Jason Mraz hat. She's cute. 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That's right almost a week in and this kid is going all day with maybe one accident! She goes every hour almost on the dot. Our sitting time has decreased from over an hour to maybe fifteen minutes. It takes patience and training, but once you can do it yourself, your sweet baby can too. Hopefully in the next few days, she'll be more vocal about it and we won't have to watch the clock like hawks. </div><div style="text-align: center;">So when this girl has a success, she gets a stickers and a M&M or her favorite-CHOCOLATE BUNNY!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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miss caroline loves cows. i mean L-O-V-E-S cows. you say anything about them and she just starts talking her talk and throws in ta-ow(which is cow) she loves daddy ta-ows, momma ta-ows, and of course baby ta-ows. now that we live with my sister, we are much much much closer to the cow action than before. so, occasionally when we want to kill a little time we'll take her down the road to see all of the cows.<br />
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i've always grown up with cows around. my dad has always had a ton at his cattle farm down the road, plus we had "bucket" calves at our house. i have always loved cows too. they're cute. they're not that smelly. and they are delicious. yeah, we raise them and eat them. and we are very fortunate to be able to have farm fresh beef. this year my dad is actually building a butcher shop at my parents house so he can cut up his own beef.<br />
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sorry, side tracked. i took caroline to see the cattle one day, she loved it...of course. while there we also saw a bunny. so now anytime we go to the barn or even mention cows, she says bunny then hop, hop, hop. it's cute. my girl is cute. now picture time.<br />
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<a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/389/9429ECFAEC34F68AD0ADAAC609973A30.png" style="-moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous; -moz-background-origin: padding; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; border: 0pt none ! important;" /></a>Maggie Danielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16613158945009000799noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-777337645842902236.post-67286164455372639912011-04-03T15:26:00.000-05:002011-04-03T15:26:24.351-05:00sugar & spice and everything nicebaby daniel number two is a GIRL! we've known, our family has known, most of our friends have known. i'm just a bad blogger. kylie and i are very excited to get another little miss. especially kylie, he can't wait for two little girls to be obsessed with him. i am thrilled too! i wanted caroline to get a sister. my sisters are my best friends and i wanted that for her too. <br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">her name is <b>Penelope</b>.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">possibly penelope kathleen-after kylie's mamaw "kat" kathleen daniels</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">possibly penelope lou-after my mom janie lou</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"> or maybe even penelope jane-also after my mom.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">either way penelope is it. but a middle name is just difficult. i really like them all except i fear if it's jane then she'll be called P.J. and i just really really really dislike initials for a name. it's like someone got lazy and just gave up on a name. personal opinion.</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">last but not least. here's caroline. loving life and cows. no wonder she loves her dad so much. he picks her up from the sitter and takes her to cows. all mom does is drop her off and leave her with kitties all day!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<div class="MsoNormal">Very rarely do I talk about my job and my stories from behind the chair.<span> </span>I don’t want to tell specific stories that would embarrass my clients or point out a certain person.<span> </span>That’s just not cool.<span> </span>But, since I’m going on my fifth year of professionally cutting hair, six when you count school, I’ve got a lot of things I’d like to clear up about hair.<span> </span>So, without further adieu I give you my myths and my facts about hair. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b>MYTHS:</b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div> </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">-Sweet N Low will make your hair color not itch.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9zWqq0W49HnVsVZZdFF1Eww8oMGfRGBGUGMhU3-Sb2Azmgn5fPHXWxMcFgsvLJYV6vsCUoA7_eLrZhBQI3-l4CCIKGrwpxWyd3gZtBW5Wfyl_mLrzzgNiMl7miIAivQNp0Xl0V4KEhxo/s1600/sweet-n-low-230w.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9zWqq0W49HnVsVZZdFF1Eww8oMGfRGBGUGMhU3-Sb2Azmgn5fPHXWxMcFgsvLJYV6vsCUoA7_eLrZhBQI3-l4CCIKGrwpxWyd3gZtBW5Wfyl_mLrzzgNiMl7miIAivQNp0Xl0V4KEhxo/s400/sweet-n-low-230w.jpg" width="355" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal"> <b> </b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b>MYTH</b>! A woman asked me to put it in her color before putting it on her hair.<span> </span>I was in school at the time and my teacher told me to “not put that $#!* in her color, but tell her you did.”<span> </span>So that’s exactly what I did.<span> </span>I put the color on and ten minutes later asked “how’s it feeling?”<span> </span>in which she replies “Great!<span> </span>That sweet n low really does the trick!”<span> </span>Oh boy, if she only knew.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">-Perms can be “cut” out of your hair.<span> </span><b>MYTH</b>!<span> </span>Once your hair is permed, it cannot be cut out!<span> </span>Perm solution breaks the bonds in your hair, then the neutralizer reforms the bonds to take the shape of the rod, therefore perming your hair.<span> </span>So just because you got a haircut, does not mean the perm is gone.<span> </span>In most cases, these woman that say this have not had a perm in over a year…or three! </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">-Perms literally permanently curl your hair.<span> </span></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">They really did perms like this back in the day. Can you imagine a wet solution on your hair then hooked up to wires?! </td></tr>
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</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span> </span><b>MYTH</b>! A perm can curl your hair, but most of them go flat after 3-4 months.<span> </span>You might have a little left in there but five years later, it’s gone!<span> </span>So quit thinking that the perm you got when you were 14 made you have curly hair, because it didn’t.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">-Blonde hair fades.<span> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjax10bi5RBVb3HGOoF3l3Wz2bCvs0QFQCra0KNTAAqv5oZXtvoz27RtW_EZmNdp7pLg-XTDXXyfCZi_7-UcQZS_NQUngQTKxxfX9grXwKOoDxW6B3D8ItQLi8LywiPEDKUCoDJFST-7Zk/s1600/abc2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjax10bi5RBVb3HGOoF3l3Wz2bCvs0QFQCra0KNTAAqv5oZXtvoz27RtW_EZmNdp7pLg-XTDXXyfCZi_7-UcQZS_NQUngQTKxxfX9grXwKOoDxW6B3D8ItQLi8LywiPEDKUCoDJFST-7Zk/s400/abc2.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span> </span><b>MYTH</b>!<span> </span>If you have high lights your hair has been lightened to that level.<span> </span>It’s not going to go back to being brown when it’s been lifted to blonde.<span> </span>It’s just not.<span> </span>Check your outgrowth Ms., it’s been months since you got high lights.<span> </span>They’re not faded…they’re grown out. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">-Dirty hair takes color better.<span> </span><b>MYTH</b>!<span> </span>If your hair is coated in mousse and hairspray then think of what your hair cuticle looks like<span> </span>Yeah, your color will still work, but it has to cut through your product build up and natural oils before it can get that cuticle open and really soak into your hair follicle. So, technically clean hair is better for color absorption.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal">*Don’t be offended if you’re one of these ladies who have said these things.<span> </span>You now know, you were far off from the truth.<span> </span>I know there are lots more “myths” floating around, but now it’s times for the FACTS!</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b>FACTS</b>:</div><div class="MsoNormal">-“frosting” is a term used in the 80’s and 90’s-it’s high lights ladies</div><div class="MsoNormal">-“feathering” also 80’s-welcome to the new millennium, we use LAYERS now</div><div class="MsoNormal">-“brick lay” uh what?!-what you mean is stack the back, please.</div><div class="MsoNormal">-mullets aren’t cool anymore....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJKfqaYCEzQGRayVf9AAlhq0fvFhkSZKX12kAIKPJ5qnDBe71fWmH1SG5EAO6eL0SsZnVFzvd3TpsDB_WWHKmAqiIHjH0BJG1i-bAM8TIgQGS3EazqNvBYxdr4sBro6PUTdM8fSXcqrfE/s1600/mullet.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJKfqaYCEzQGRayVf9AAlhq0fvFhkSZKX12kAIKPJ5qnDBe71fWmH1SG5EAO6eL0SsZnVFzvd3TpsDB_WWHKmAqiIHjH0BJG1i-bAM8TIgQGS3EazqNvBYxdr4sBro6PUTdM8fSXcqrfE/s320/mullet.jpg" width="243" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">..........unless maybe it's a fashion mullet, </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-uCKw2p-QgRLJyUfLR9mgPRiwSoQ2u6dUpDYnW4EMqhg_5VTGfDKYd-jRP0wBbLtRHxEl1mKoevnjwD1XvTanNij3yqnteHdRvqN72Brk2LZoSIoxTQaAXjlBdyRruNpe-vHaaGMrJcU/s1600/another+emo+mullet.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-uCKw2p-QgRLJyUfLR9mgPRiwSoQ2u6dUpDYnW4EMqhg_5VTGfDKYd-jRP0wBbLtRHxEl1mKoevnjwD1XvTanNij3yqnteHdRvqN72Brk2LZoSIoxTQaAXjlBdyRruNpe-vHaaGMrJcU/s400/another+emo+mullet.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">but not really </div><div class="MsoNormal">-ladies over 40 should NOT get pink, purple, turquoise, etc. in their hair</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii85tJw3KBsjaSn5_s8Uj7Md1SkiPEQsI4-WoItdHfkEGVKPbjUqtXfKgYxOVXdUs8Ju_rzMwH0TtJUTNnk1E_lWxN0PCt5K_BucTQb2HK3YG9jUEABL-PKsxA_x5vIneszi5Li1vGjyI/s1600/dsc_6828.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii85tJw3KBsjaSn5_s8Uj7Md1SkiPEQsI4-WoItdHfkEGVKPbjUqtXfKgYxOVXdUs8Ju_rzMwH0TtJUTNnk1E_lWxN0PCt5K_BucTQb2HK3YG9jUEABL-PKsxA_x5vIneszi5Li1vGjyI/s400/dsc_6828.jpg" width="265" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">…it’s just not cute anymore.</div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal">-you can’t scrunch straight hair and expect it to curl.<span> </span></div><div class="MsoNormal">-you can't complain how bad your hair cut is when....you cut it yourself!</div><div class="MsoNormal">-your hair just won't grow, well maybe it's because you've not had a cut in a year and it just keeps breaking off on the end.</div><div class="MsoNormal">-a flat iron is not always your best friend.</div><div class="MsoNormal">-leave in conditioner is your friend, when used in moderation.</div><div class="MsoNormal">-a pony tail everyday will damage your hair.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal">So next time you visit your "hair lady" remember these tid bits. Also remember-</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">She can shape your brows and wax your chin but she can’t lift and tuck them.<span> </span>She just a beautician ladies, not a magician.</div><br />
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so it's been almost three weeks since we hauled our treasures into the beloved basement and things are going great...or at least i think so. i've always known that their are just certain things that jade reid WON'T eat : the 3 M's-mushrooms, mustard, and mayonnaise. he's extreme about his dislikes too. he can't just pick out mushrooms, nope. no way. uh uh, won't do it. he'll skip dinner and go straight for pie(who could blame him there though!) he won't eat a burger with mustard, even if it's scraped off and topped with ketchup. won't do it! but there are things he will eat. things that i would raise my nose to and clench my teeth and say nope. no way. uh uh, won't do it.<br />
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one of these things would be "oatmeal and dumplings" in the words of jade. what is this mess you ask? well it's a bowl of oatmeal with two slices of bread inside. two whole pieces just smothered in oatmeal. then he breaks it up and eats it. he claims is awesome. annie says it's terrible. i'm with her 100%.<br />
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he also eats cookies as cereal. he fills up a glass of milk, dumps like 6 cookies in, swirls it with a spoon til they are mushy and broken up, then he enjoys. that is just not right. just. not. right!<br />
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oh and both him and annie drink milk with dinner. seriously?! you can't drink milk with spaghetti. that is unamerican!<br />
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so i've learned he has some weird eating habits. i've always known he loves my sister and he is a great dad and an extremely hard worker, so seeing those qualities everyday was not a shock. but oatmeal in dumplings. gross jade. just gross. but i can look past that and still love you.<br />
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p.s. jade also works in the upstairs of my salon. so not only do i see him at home, but at work too. good thing he's not one of "those" in-laws like my zac. BOOM! just kidding abbie. i love zac too, but i can't write about his weird food cravings or this blog would never end! oh and tiff, i love kolby too. but what could i write about him, maybe everyone should know about the red afro that floats around in our babies' blood streams, lets just hope they aren't girls that inherit that hairdo!<br />
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On August 23rd at 6:28pm, Miss Penelope Jane Daniel was born. Weighing in at 9lbs 1oz and 20 1/2" long. She was and is beautiful. Blue eyes just like daddy and a nose like mommy. I thought she looked just like Caroline right after she was born. But after a few days she started to look more and more like my side of the family. She was absolutely beautiful. Miss Penelope is very easy. She took on to nursing like a champ. And has been a great baby since birth. She is almost 5 months old now and is doing lots of new tricks. She recently started rolling from her back to her belly and gets very mad when she gets stuck on her belly. She loves eating oatmeal cereal and her fruits and veggies. especially applesauce. Caroline is a great big sister. She loves to help mommy with Penelope all the time. She likes to play with Penelope and hold her and kiss her. She says Penelope is her best friend. She calls her LP. And LP-a. She also calls me, mom-mia And her dad, dad-dia. Life with two girls is not that much different than life with one girl. It's just one more butt to wipe!Maggie Danielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16613158945009000799noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-777337645842902236.post-80929268054177442982011-01-18T11:46:00.000-06:002011-01-18T11:46:31.803-06:00don't get your eyes checked...cause this blog is REAL! i know, i know. i'm a terrible blogger. i just can't find time, and it's so much easier to stalk a blog then to WRITE one. but today i decided to take the plunge and dive back into it. so excuse the bad grammar, the spelling, the lowercase letters-this is how i roll.<br />
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so lots of excitement in 2011. in just a few weeks my family is moving into my sister's basement! oh man, i never thought i would ever live with my family again, but it's happening. i might have to break her kids like wild horses, but i think she would appreciate that. OR she might ban me to the underground for being to "bossy." which everett informed me i needed to "get out of here" cause i was too bossy about drinking bath water. who drinks bath water? those nasty reid kids do, they don't care that it butt stew in there, it's delicious!<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">in other news, baby pinto is on the way! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsDs56tui3Hu9cykBHD5V3k_nYeWal80vUVL6p63-8sHDtsy0SAT6Z5REgbOTXvBPB7Y6TGFxQkIYnsyNlglc1GsHFRhciBmY0V_w6jfePiAIx-imQfJeVIEFxmOQfymZuwsgFYYy3nm0/s1600/pinto.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsDs56tui3Hu9cykBHD5V3k_nYeWal80vUVL6p63-8sHDtsy0SAT6Z5REgbOTXvBPB7Y6TGFxQkIYnsyNlglc1GsHFRhciBmY0V_w6jfePiAIx-imQfJeVIEFxmOQfymZuwsgFYYy3nm0/s400/pinto.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><br />
i am 9 weeks and 1 day. look at those little arm and leg buds. you can even see it's little face. i melted when the dr. pulled the ultrasound up and there was my baby. tiny and perfect. it's little arms waving around. it's heart beating strong. it made it all real. made that week of solid puking worth every trip to the porcelain throne worth it. i think Pinto(named this because Caroline was known as "bean") is a girl. i thought boy til i saw it. now i think girl. however the chinese gender chart begs to differ, and annie is rooting BOY all the way. a girl would be nice to get all caroline's clothes, i mean they will be 2 years and 2 days apart. but if i have a boy you better believe he's not wearing athletic shorts and nikes. no way not my boy. he's rockin' a mohawk with converse tennis shoes or slip on van. he's going to be the little rocker boy like daddy-not so much his daddy's wardrobe now, who only wears hooded sweatshirts with family companies' logos-but like his daddy that rocked his ric bass. haha-i know you loved that annie! either way, this baby is going to be styling! so pray up on pinto, please.<br />
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ALSO, i'm going to be an aunt again! the first one on the daniel side.<br />
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</a></div>my beautiful in laws are having a baby! just three weeks after us! kolby is kylie's brother and he's been married to tiffany for almost 3 years. and after lots of life planning-that me and my mother in law thought would never end-they finally added baby to the list! (just kidding tiff, i know this has been on your list a LONG time!) so they announced the great news to us on saturday. we've been so busy working on our basement rooms that they thought they would never see us. so after getting lots of texts-pretty much dying for our attention-we went over for dinner. they're dog, olive, came running in the kitchen like a bullet and she had on a tank top(i'm not kidding, a tank top) that said "BIG SISTER"! whipped my head up and said to my mom in law, cathy, "IS THAT REAL?!" and she shook her head yes, in which i ran into the living room to give hugs and congrats! i am so excited for this little red bean(we really like the bean theme) i thought they were trying but didn't want to ask to many questions because i wanted to be surprised. and man i was! they go to the dr. on valentines day where they get to see their first child for the first time. they are delivering at the same hospital as us, and thank goodness cause if i go late and they go early, we might be there at the same time. their baby is "supposed" to be a boy too.<br />
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so we joke that they might get a mini kolby and we get a mini kylie or we get kolby and they get kylie. the chances of either are very high considering kylie and tiff get confused as brother and sister from their dark hair and blue eyes. and kolby and i get called bro and sis cause our red hair and brown eyes. so we'll see what God gives us. but i'm so excited that we will have babies so close together. they are going to be best friends. so please pray for their little bean too. so far tiff is just tired, so pray she doesn't get that awful morning sickness.<br />
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<a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/389/9429ECFAEC34F68AD0ADAAC609973A30.png" style="-moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous; -moz-background-origin: padding; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; border: 0pt none ! important;" /></a>Maggie Danielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16613158945009000799noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-777337645842902236.post-57709311078103492692010-10-05T17:03:00.000-05:002010-10-05T17:03:37.667-05:00Dear Sweet OllieFirst, sorry I have been gone so long. My life has been very busy and finding time to sit and write a blog has been difficult. But today it is important for me to sit down and write a blog. Yesterday was a pretty emotional day for my sister and brother-in-law and for our family too. Please take the time to read <a href="http://housethatjadebuilt.blogspot.com/2010/10/prayers-for-our-baby.html">Annie's Blog</a> and pray for baby Ollie, Annie, Jade, their children Aubrie and Everett, and for their extended family.<br />
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You are an amazing woman with tremendous strength. I have looked up to you my entire life and I know that if anyone can get through this, it's you. You have amazing faith in God and a marriage that sets great examples for any couple. I love you, Jade, and all three of your sweets. Maggie Danielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16613158945009000799noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-777337645842902236.post-8853442816184312652010-06-24T11:23:00.000-05:002010-06-24T11:23:23.967-05:00woo stinking HOO!long time no post, but i've been busy...so i'm back today to share wonderful news!<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinFvqeJ5b8VEljqYjK0WiO-OOvWOF4jKmVEB05yN4SDRrmAjEsf40qZOx1tDL2lOR6q8arNBiKKfvjZxCUXayucLudoDStWWtpx_lWzl2inS1EjFdnLZ9o82vzzRgqDjkhhfx2bIhfgiU/s1600/100_1296.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinFvqeJ5b8VEljqYjK0WiO-OOvWOF4jKmVEB05yN4SDRrmAjEsf40qZOx1tDL2lOR6q8arNBiKKfvjZxCUXayucLudoDStWWtpx_lWzl2inS1EjFdnLZ9o82vzzRgqDjkhhfx2bIhfgiU/s320/100_1296.JPG" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">my beautiful sister ANNIE is PREGNANT!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">i was the first to know and i had to keep it a secret ALL day! it nearly killed me! i'm so excited to have a new niece or nephew or maybe BOTH! i love annie's kids like my own and i know this one will be the same. i already can see aub, ev, and carlie running through the paths in the woods while annie's little one and my future little one are running behind with sippy cups screaming for their older siblings to wait for them. i can't wait! i told her i'll be super jealous when i'm only two months prego and she' about to pop....that's my plan anyway, God probably has His own plan that's way better. </div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">congrats sister and brother! i love you both!</div><br />
<a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/389/9429ECFAEC34F68AD0ADAAC609973A30.png" style="-moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous; -moz-background-origin: padding; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; border: 0pt none ! important;" /></a>Maggie Danielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16613158945009000799noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-777337645842902236.post-25981442095942085182010-06-11T10:44:00.000-05:002010-06-11T10:44:00.293-05:00hazel the short haired ripwell you've all heard about my dog hazel. she's super sweet to me and kylie and most of our family. however she really dislikes strangers and anyone that will possibly steal her food or crush her tiny body. even though she's a rip a majority of the time, i love her. she's a 5 pound, long haired chihuahua. she's beautiful.<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"> <b>and grungy...</b></div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj83wTyNtdXR23RzA1oaB-e3zfX3Ns5NV5IiohdXopSwHg6_y5l0g97GWq2BP4Ivwql7X1kdmarpEZFRxpa6waPPeCCq92U6jsw0tHOybW-iHM5uM-tsz3G7nsFjOPSATSoUebcRbG98HI/s1600/IMG_2445.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj83wTyNtdXR23RzA1oaB-e3zfX3Ns5NV5IiohdXopSwHg6_y5l0g97GWq2BP4Ivwql7X1kdmarpEZFRxpa6waPPeCCq92U6jsw0tHOybW-iHM5uM-tsz3G7nsFjOPSATSoUebcRbG98HI/s320/IMG_2445.JPG" /></a></div>so, on sunday morning, we decided to shave her. man i was super nervous, but i snapped on a 1/2" guard and just went to town. she was surprisingly calm. here she is now. <br />
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<a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/389/9429ECFAEC34F68AD0ADAAC609973A30.png" style="-moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous; -moz-background-origin: padding; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; border: 0pt none ! important;" /></a>Maggie Danielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16613158945009000799noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-777337645842902236.post-18881781802803006312010-06-10T11:56:00.001-05:002010-06-10T12:06:18.803-05:00Happy BirthdayHappy birthday, Happy birthday, BIRTHDAY TO YOU!<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUzdTvioZ2x-Jd0orLzvs386oZ8-yuaP_iBdXKt2jaijV6m9twHsnu2Z441J6HUUt0ldyCRDKpb0KsVggoUVnXfsQZTh_5NW5f0XPa_O9lzNZV4vCTczDmrHQcLudzAeaZXZKjygHr0Jg/s1600/n1385837974_30267208_8515.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUzdTvioZ2x-Jd0orLzvs386oZ8-yuaP_iBdXKt2jaijV6m9twHsnu2Z441J6HUUt0ldyCRDKpb0KsVggoUVnXfsQZTh_5NW5f0XPa_O9lzNZV4vCTczDmrHQcLudzAeaZXZKjygHr0Jg/s400/n1385837974_30267208_8515.jpg" width="286" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Happy 28th Birthday to my oldest sister <a href="http://www.housethatjadebuilt.blogger.com/">Annie</a>! </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Sister, you are one of my very best friends. You've been everything a big sister should be and more. You've taught me stupid things NOT to do and things TO DO! You've given me a fabulous brother who I love dearly. And two beautiful children that I love as my own. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSXw0dvJKFBQZ-eqjHWQHfM6WfqHnmC40ad55BShna6ZtRSFcEoJ0KXvI4pMoPW496g_J16Ic6cnZ_rk5myVkZnzXlLQPGv5bfmyR58lNBFYIdmsugaOEqK6U1Wsi392651jfUrVrlkdU/s1600/28561_1485702467626_1385837974_31308665_5518391_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="282" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSXw0dvJKFBQZ-eqjHWQHfM6WfqHnmC40ad55BShna6ZtRSFcEoJ0KXvI4pMoPW496g_J16Ic6cnZ_rk5myVkZnzXlLQPGv5bfmyR58lNBFYIdmsugaOEqK6U1Wsi392651jfUrVrlkdU/s400/28561_1485702467626_1385837974_31308665_5518391_n.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">You are a great mom and have taught me how to be a great mom too. You make me laugh til I'm in tears or peeing down my leg. I'm often told you look my twin sister, and I just thank God you're my twin and not Abbie! haha, just kidding Abbie, you so pretty(in our weird voices) too! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZkfIoNYN7xtN9vGMTR_CfrbmGq_39x2H1JOHmUG48M1ZHOXfWUPrcVv_rEFMTj6MW-gJLeVhxuXwlrP92L7OgLpoJa5Y4sbPMzWQp82E5HjhPtixk2vqQxsoRPUnct7pnMnqk5FOYpug/s1600/100_1103.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZkfIoNYN7xtN9vGMTR_CfrbmGq_39x2H1JOHmUG48M1ZHOXfWUPrcVv_rEFMTj6MW-gJLeVhxuXwlrP92L7OgLpoJa5Y4sbPMzWQp82E5HjhPtixk2vqQxsoRPUnct7pnMnqk5FOYpug/s400/100_1103.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Happy Birthday Sis, I love you so much and I'm so thankful for you and you're beautiful family. Have a wonderful day and wipe your tears! xoxo! Your favorite sister, Maggie</div><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/389/9429ECFAEC34F68AD0ADAAC609973A30.png" style="-moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous; -moz-background-origin: padding; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; border: 0pt none ! important;" /></a>Maggie Danielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16613158945009000799noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-777337645842902236.post-76324469723650076532010-06-08T15:47:00.000-05:002010-06-08T15:47:13.901-05:00you might need to sit down for this...on memorial day, abbie surprised me with something fabulous! i asked for this specifically, but had no idea when i would get it and how <b>AMAZING</b> it would be. but feast your eyes on this!<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtiElrnzSleY-ZOkY1xtBr1SwL4XZqO9OY3a703lH3CeD1ntm59AHWFlOvxdkoEwpgGzdb3xuG_cOwSCx-RmGyWCOtW6Vs6oExWXAvYH0Rpb2LOdav52Y7f8bALDd0zqoiWesGwuNzIJ4/s1600/pic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtiElrnzSleY-ZOkY1xtBr1SwL4XZqO9OY3a703lH3CeD1ntm59AHWFlOvxdkoEwpgGzdb3xuG_cOwSCx-RmGyWCOtW6Vs6oExWXAvYH0Rpb2LOdav52Y7f8bALDd0zqoiWesGwuNzIJ4/s400/pic.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>is it not the best family portrait you could ask for?! i about died. i cracked up over each of us, especially hazel. haha. meet kylie up close and personal...<br />
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spot on abbie, spot on! and me...<br />
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i didn't realize i had such crazy eyes in the picture on the left, but i waited forever for it to upload, so you get the point. and caroline...<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYqYYudxBi3O_b_3HmY4BDIFjg98srd_SYiuPMapQeZdTH0YGNznT9rE1024rFAqFTM70g1nG9pOxIQMyctlv5kozYFLLTiOyF9Fm901F4Hf8tREImLpFpnQJDXWoCCB5iiKqHR76R8Y8/s1600/pic5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYqYYudxBi3O_b_3HmY4BDIFjg98srd_SYiuPMapQeZdTH0YGNznT9rE1024rFAqFTM70g1nG9pOxIQMyctlv5kozYFLLTiOyF9Fm901F4Hf8tREImLpFpnQJDXWoCCB5iiKqHR76R8Y8/s400/pic5.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>it's awesome! thanks so much abbie. i love it and laugh every time. i love you!<br />
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<a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/389/9429ECFAEC34F68AD0ADAAC609973A30.png" style="-moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous; -moz-background-origin: padding; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; border: 0pt none ! important;" /></a>Maggie Danielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16613158945009000799noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-777337645842902236.post-25733539175010776892010-06-03T10:58:00.000-05:002010-06-03T10:58:57.903-05:00Carlie's first dipMemorial Day we had a pretty busy day. We started at Kylie's parents' house. We had a delicious lunch of hamburgers, hot dogs, and little steaks. Potato salad and some green bean salad, which looked pretty nasty, but I tried it and liked it! Anyway, his parents opened their pool up on Saturday, by Monday it was still pretty cloudy and cold. They have a solar cover, but it wasn't doing so hot that day. But Caroline HAD to swim. So I got her all greased up with SPF 50, put on her swim diaper and hot suit and her hat. <br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQELS_-KOigeXf_3t5Mgkhni25qpY3iOuuiSiWLOpnoCGIog7h3Yu8s8Dftdcfw6GDodfFDZ77HMuGSqGDH1o60oBijAQfebxML-7U13MujTzeExKm2717J1-VV28GH9B3vWvw3vRVQEw/s1600/IMG_2973.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQELS_-KOigeXf_3t5Mgkhni25qpY3iOuuiSiWLOpnoCGIog7h3Yu8s8Dftdcfw6GDodfFDZ77HMuGSqGDH1o60oBijAQfebxML-7U13MujTzeExKm2717J1-VV28GH9B3vWvw3vRVQEw/s400/IMG_2973.JPG" width="300" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Notice the sunscreen on her face. Ha ha, luckily her screaming face looks the same as laughter! </div><div style="text-align: center;">Here she is waiting on Daddy.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU8WaXOy7sd320WQ59k19FOcqfWLjgc1BK4YWIs8kTWByY3Ga5N8hsIthwo554XysNiSQWQo6DDI5WQZrI3rBMPtJrwC1ssa_ppvONVVufwl570xpC-cDgMIA1YCGdHtxreCklfapdhcg/s1600/IMG_2976.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU8WaXOy7sd320WQ59k19FOcqfWLjgc1BK4YWIs8kTWByY3Ga5N8hsIthwo554XysNiSQWQo6DDI5WQZrI3rBMPtJrwC1ssa_ppvONVVufwl570xpC-cDgMIA1YCGdHtxreCklfapdhcg/s400/IMG_2976.JPG" width="300" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Check out those thighs! Oh goodness I love her. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Here she is, first dip.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYJFJh8K5vqk38Q_QdmdXtinQYcFkeThU4Vo6m-1V-p1SEexHJ3noSMs-XrqGtUBGdnFu0Ir_itlx9i27Q3CK_LsfIoBssZcy39ojOJMEwHQUZut681nwcjWrjffOemho9gTfzslhDFtA/s1600/IMG_2978.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYJFJh8K5vqk38Q_QdmdXtinQYcFkeThU4Vo6m-1V-p1SEexHJ3noSMs-XrqGtUBGdnFu0Ir_itlx9i27Q3CK_LsfIoBssZcy39ojOJMEwHQUZut681nwcjWrjffOemho9gTfzslhDFtA/s400/IMG_2978.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">She likes it! </div><div style="text-align: center;">Daddy tried to lay her back...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRTF0XCdY_dLIXvWUIJPVMQxY-Lb4AuSP1lKxDFaaNJcWKY5H4WLrmgLdDKG3ug3UsXDvRqW8upLSRQPHb6dcT-nG50feuTYsHO8Ao76dWSdb2zPyi-q2fT9is6qUp_6L1wq1SwA0kAJg/s1600/IMG_2979.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRTF0XCdY_dLIXvWUIJPVMQxY-Lb4AuSP1lKxDFaaNJcWKY5H4WLrmgLdDKG3ug3UsXDvRqW8upLSRQPHb6dcT-nG50feuTYsHO8Ao76dWSdb2zPyi-q2fT9is6qUp_6L1wq1SwA0kAJg/s400/IMG_2979.JPG" width="300" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">uh, I don't think so DAD!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">In the float</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQyyBEyeFZNMdbCLFgpCd0pLsf-34w25LzkloqVVNxNE6WwX6VG5mPjMrk0XVgQdbiP4HFzk1Zk4nj-NJ96-9AV4F2mwImmdX0NjGRk8NtGisyiwBxUGCbc7EIKTYVnLB_BSsXWfg8GUc/s1600/IMG_2981.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQyyBEyeFZNMdbCLFgpCd0pLsf-34w25LzkloqVVNxNE6WwX6VG5mPjMrk0XVgQdbiP4HFzk1Zk4nj-NJ96-9AV4F2mwImmdX0NjGRk8NtGisyiwBxUGCbc7EIKTYVnLB_BSsXWfg8GUc/s400/IMG_2981.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">She really like this!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Mommy splashed her! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVGKl-MV_CR8A9_Lf3MFoNBgJGK0pPqfH_8HzTPlXFS9o8nimSaI3Hr7JCeY6HQcnQHBAH0nSLzbsAq096legQ_eolQwI9ix8Xnip7w7C-tlsxYWrGkmn1FCI3lk8hlUykVwKq-dc6ZsQ/s1600/IMG_2984.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVGKl-MV_CR8A9_Lf3MFoNBgJGK0pPqfH_8HzTPlXFS9o8nimSaI3Hr7JCeY6HQcnQHBAH0nSLzbsAq096legQ_eolQwI9ix8Xnip7w7C-tlsxYWrGkmn1FCI3lk8hlUykVwKq-dc6ZsQ/s400/IMG_2984.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">She had a great time. She really only swam for like five minutes because it was cold and it started thundering! I can't wait to take her again when it's warmer!</div><br />
<a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/389/9429ECFAEC34F68AD0ADAAC609973A30.png" style="-moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous; -moz-background-origin: padding; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; border: 0pt none ! important;" /></a>Maggie Danielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16613158945009000799noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-777337645842902236.post-19263639568094131942010-06-02T14:44:00.000-05:002010-06-02T14:44:59.719-05:00I almost forgot!I promised more pictures from my redo weekend! Whoops! So, here we go...<br />
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This shelf I bought three years ago at bloomington, it was cute but i didn't love it so I added the blue. And I've hated it since I hung it on the wall three years ago. Oh and the gold D, I have like no gold anywhere, so they both got a coat of spray paint!<br />
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The shelf got a coat of Krylon Ivy Leaf...like five coats...two cans. And the D got Krylon Watermelon or something like that. I love them both now!<br />
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Then because I snagged the blue curtains from the living room for the bedroom I had to hang my favorite leaf curtains from IKEA. I LOVE THESE!<br />
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Tomorrow, Caroline's first swim!<br />
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<a href="http://www.etheledith.com/">Ethel Edith</a> did a client staging of a photography studio and we did <a href="http://www.etheledith.com/2010/04/staging-to-sell-photography-studio.html">frames</a> on the wall as art. I thought this would be a great way to add color to my hideous walls. Oddly enough, I had ALL these frames in my closet. With a few cans of spray paint I got busy. Also, while painting in my yard a lovely bird decided one of my frames was a much better place to drop bombs than the large areas of grass around the frames. My family got a chuckle out of it. Even after a bird shat on my frames I still think they turned out great.<br />
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My bedding came from an outlet store, but it's actually Target. Then i sewed a button on this plain green pillow and the striped green pillow is from IKEA. My vanity was already the perfect blue so I stole a chair from Ethel Edith and that was that. PERFECTION!<br />
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Also, here's my mercury glass canisters. Annie got them for me for my birthday two years ago and I love them. Thanks Sis!<br />
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I love my new room and Kylie even loved it too. Stay tuned tomorrow for my living room redo!<br />
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<a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/389/9429ECFAEC34F68AD0ADAAC609973A30.png" style="-moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous; -moz-background-origin: padding; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; border: 0pt none ! important;" /></a>Maggie Danielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16613158945009000799noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-777337645842902236.post-37560154992190994572010-05-28T13:10:00.001-05:002010-05-28T15:21:23.278-05:00have a hay day<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>literally! kylie has been bailing hay going on day <b>FOUR</b>! it's terrible. it's not like let's bail hay for a couple hours, it's like let's bail hay for <b>twelve</b> hours and not get home til midnight. if you are not familiar with hay bailing i'll fill you in. you can't start bailing when there is rain in the forecast because it's a several day process. first you cut the hay and let it dry for a day. then you rake(flips the hay to dry the under side) then you can bail it. this is the rig, sorry it's blurry.<br />
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i'm super proud of him though. he never did any sort of physical labor til he met me and now he's bailing like a champ. he does it for me and caroline, so we can have the things we love. he does it because he loves us and wants to make sure that we are financially stable no matter what happens. he is amazing husband and a terrific dad. he misses caroline so much he sorta teared up in bed last night, don't tell him i said that. he is the best! he's a very handsome man already, but when it's hay season he gets even better looking. tan and guns!<br />
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p.s. i'm a terrible speller, so yes, it should be bale...not bail. english and spelling were my worst subjects. sorry mom. <br />
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<a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/389/9429ECFAEC34F68AD0ADAAC609973A30.png" style="-moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous; -moz-background-origin: padding; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; border: 0pt none ! important;" /></a>Maggie Danielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16613158945009000799noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-777337645842902236.post-74531418684982119992010-05-27T14:58:00.000-05:002010-05-27T14:58:39.486-05:00habit, shmabiti like soda. i do, who doesn't? i used to drink tons of the stuff in high school, but then some how i limited myself to one a day, usually at lunch. then sometimes i'd break my rule and have another with dinner (pizza) or popcorn. then, my brother-in-law (i should just say brother, i mean he's been around more than not) started working in the back office. he stocked our fridge with coke, vanilla coke, sprite, and MOUNTAIN DEW! i never was a dew drinker, but once the smooth, really smooth citrus ran down my throat...i was hooked! i would be in such a hurry i would never eat breakfast, but that's ok because i had the champion of breakfasts at work. DEW and POWDERED DOUGHNUTS (from Jade's desk)! It was dreamy. Then I would follow up with a coke at lunch and possibly another DEW or vanilla coke in the afternoon. It was <b>NOT</b> good. My skin is crap and i just felt bad, but oh so good at the same time. When my face broke out the worst it ever has, I knew I had to do something. So I ordered Proactiv and cut out SODA! Yeah, i did it. No more of this sweet candy!<br />
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and LOTS of it. i feel so clean now! haha, so ridiculous, haha. but really i can tell a huge difference! so i challenge you, if soda is your friend, try to replace at least one if not more a day with a big glass of <b>water</b>. it's best served cold on ice!<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">It's simple, 1 blog, 1 tree....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.kaufda.de/umwelt/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/carbon-neutral-white.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="carbon neutral coupons and shopping with kaufDA.de" border="0" height="125" src="http://www.kaufda.de/umwelt/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/carbon-neutral-white.jpg" title="This blog is carbon neutral. Yours too?" width="125" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">One tree will be planted to neutralize the carbon emissions this blog is putting off. Do the same, and plant a tree. It's SO easy! Follow this <a href="http://www.kaufda.de/umwelt/carbon-neutral/how-you-can-join/">link</a> to see how it's done.</div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">This went to the big state of TEXAS!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Yup, first week, three sales, one international! I was super pumped. Since then, I've been featured in another treasury and have had a few custom orders. Life is good in the <a href="http://www.etsy.com/">etsy </a>world. Please check it out and support those who make gorgeous things all from their blessed hands! check me out too, <a href="http://maggiedaniel.etsy.com/">Caroline's Nest</a>. I ordered sweet business cards, but i'm still waiting!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br />
<a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/389/9429ECFAEC34F68AD0ADAAC609973A30.png" style="-moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous; -moz-background-origin: padding; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; border: 0pt none ! important;" /></a>Maggie Danielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16613158945009000799noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-777337645842902236.post-65970121649112105222010-05-24T08:00:00.000-05:002010-05-24T08:00:09.822-05:00caroline's room take twoback in november i posted a blog of <a href="http://glittermaggie.blogspot.com/2009/11/where-miss-caroline-sleeps.html">caroline's room</a>. my sister said it was terrible and it didn't show off any of the great things i have. so, since i've rearranged, here is caroline's room...again. note this is a very photo heavy blog :)<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">when you first enter caroine's room, you see her crib. my mom got this at an outlet store for $100! it goes into a toddler bed then a full size headboard. it won't ever get much farther than a toddler bed because her siblings will need it. but i love this bed, and my bedding. my aunt made it out of a bed in a bag from walmart!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCO-WsRAldSrHR3FyjqeQnvpte6nR0mmHvwidrfw4w_2o5xW0bPxeBQvNubc7Cu68gyv78tlEDKI25G0GCkMo0dDSR-AGUR43pjzEd5FUrFDlD_QeynIe8MfU92s7SRYM8l6gegat0khg/s1600/crib.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCO-WsRAldSrHR3FyjqeQnvpte6nR0mmHvwidrfw4w_2o5xW0bPxeBQvNubc7Cu68gyv78tlEDKI25G0GCkMo0dDSR-AGUR43pjzEd5FUrFDlD_QeynIe8MfU92s7SRYM8l6gegat0khg/s320/crib.jpg" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">above her crib hangs a branch. i saw it in pottery barn kids, and loved it. it wasn't for sale, but i knew i could make it. i live in a trailer park so there are very little trees to choose from besides evergreens. but luckily i had a small tree behind us, so i literally cut a branch off with a <b>steak knife!</b> haha! then i spray painted it white. i stuck moss, birds, and paper leaves and butterflies on it. i hung it up and i still LOVE it!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDxnCOyec9IH5SF67BOI5lgeXqYMLoQTnnNcJIZnbp9-8BntFlTm8Uwy2x8DuUE2ipxrvAf4hpm9v_08KqKfvqN_Mb3Te0YkbEoZCcPV3dqHocMBjPy1fTZUAjIl_xvEtzXVzA1BKte-4/s1600/branch.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDxnCOyec9IH5SF67BOI5lgeXqYMLoQTnnNcJIZnbp9-8BntFlTm8Uwy2x8DuUE2ipxrvAf4hpm9v_08KqKfvqN_Mb3Te0YkbEoZCcPV3dqHocMBjPy1fTZUAjIl_xvEtzXVzA1BKte-4/s320/branch.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">to the right of her crib is this wall. i just recently got the old pictures. i love the little girls smile and so i bought them. the "C" is from my mom.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh39fUK8VyxuvKasbY4uVNyXoUGNsNm0Lzd_PyMzPBYtVsAP-8ft5sR9buscmEjRpqmT8W2o_ahME3clYq2joakl_QRTRfM5W8_WEo9nf5Zt9tW5GrLJc-SCcjSZCWYQKiPoq-kZ5D3oBI/s1600/wall.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh39fUK8VyxuvKasbY4uVNyXoUGNsNm0Lzd_PyMzPBYtVsAP-8ft5sR9buscmEjRpqmT8W2o_ahME3clYq2joakl_QRTRfM5W8_WEo9nf5Zt9tW5GrLJc-SCcjSZCWYQKiPoq-kZ5D3oBI/s320/wall.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">to the left of the doorway is her dresser/changing table. i still feel like the wall is a little bare, but i don't know what to do. the wall is in bad shape and i'm afraid pictures will draw attention to it, but carlie is crazy hands when she gets her pants changed. next to that is the rocker from my mom, i got it at my shower. kylie uses it to rock carlie to sleep. above that is her chandy night lite...i love it! sorry the pic is blurry...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivn8nzeKJFfEUzdocA8nyQbYE8COoj5iGNXLI0ysVE5N4ilsxrGQQEFOz3p-TZ9jfHIEPzk7O09rwJTY99UyY_F3elSc5m6p3k5VAsJ3nIKuRay13w6DhxNcEa3K45rKnZB9VjgNQiysM/s1600/rocker.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivn8nzeKJFfEUzdocA8nyQbYE8COoj5iGNXLI0ysVE5N4ilsxrGQQEFOz3p-TZ9jfHIEPzk7O09rwJTY99UyY_F3elSc5m6p3k5VAsJ3nIKuRay13w6DhxNcEa3K45rKnZB9VjgNQiysM/s320/rocker.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">just above the rocker is a frame i made. i'm not sure what the quote says..something about a little bird. oops! and next to that is a FANTASTIC chalk bird my mom got from her friend. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgid2Meyt6k9EW0-uTQ6ytWYkFHt03XYnFDRlMKVAzCP3Oifv8R8ZHde2fEjfpIwKMRnx4f_ofWb71Seil_E-LirXm5fQPGRPgOqqW4zZsCNMbMuLj6BZkDiGUBUHUda7p6I_AXK69nhbw/s1600/bird+picture.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgid2Meyt6k9EW0-uTQ6ytWYkFHt03XYnFDRlMKVAzCP3Oifv8R8ZHde2fEjfpIwKMRnx4f_ofWb71Seil_E-LirXm5fQPGRPgOqqW4zZsCNMbMuLj6BZkDiGUBUHUda7p6I_AXK69nhbw/s320/bird+picture.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">to the right of the changing area is her massive closet. the doors were super ugly and super TAN! so i found these at target and snazzed them up!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJS16k5vPlTnos1nSkqPe6Zt8LRtKbPubglhdVDi7dtT_SSuW_5VyjkWA6gVN8g695tVnU7G0EVMgvqVcCP_UOHm36kbZbtRgPdb4Cdvy1-L-HOMNtGfiLFiZtIf71mQ1bsnhyQItwunM/s1600/trees.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJS16k5vPlTnos1nSkqPe6Zt8LRtKbPubglhdVDi7dtT_SSuW_5VyjkWA6gVN8g695tVnU7G0EVMgvqVcCP_UOHm36kbZbtRgPdb4Cdvy1-L-HOMNtGfiLFiZtIf71mQ1bsnhyQItwunM/s320/trees.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">to the right of the closet is her small book case and small collections. my dear friend <a href="http://caseytinytreasures.blogspot.com/">casey</a> made the little bird mobile. i got it at my shower and almost cried. she knows me perfectly.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUjxk5c_pdn50yrO-qiTvwHm5Pjhe8qLA5Xx3TNFA9KI73Xt3OEnoy1W7B4pYYc-v6UNUSMiw9RbSKVx_5uCVSOAn1o6ftiYPKACqxcqmGNw2lRpZPGg4z4KUHA07o7gIJJBrJ-erRfP4/s1600/shelves.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUjxk5c_pdn50yrO-qiTvwHm5Pjhe8qLA5Xx3TNFA9KI73Xt3OEnoy1W7B4pYYc-v6UNUSMiw9RbSKVx_5uCVSOAn1o6ftiYPKACqxcqmGNw2lRpZPGg4z4KUHA07o7gIJJBrJ-erRfP4/s320/shelves.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">here is the top shelf. it's actually a crate and my mom put a cute little topper on it and it used to have little legs, but she took them off so i could hang it.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgc3tVSxENGs92UONaiCxbnoc6tFkzsS9IuRjluTeURIfQmTPY3tuIcMW9_LT7LGWwFODkzSeXmu4DM4k5O7ueDtOhWNuefk4bI8nUVPrnC6bZmUKWn9LB9CFbpcZIbLNRBRZJQUq7NTFk/s1600/shelf.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgc3tVSxENGs92UONaiCxbnoc6tFkzsS9IuRjluTeURIfQmTPY3tuIcMW9_LT7LGWwFODkzSeXmu4DM4k5O7ueDtOhWNuefk4bI8nUVPrnC6bZmUKWn9LB9CFbpcZIbLNRBRZJQUq7NTFk/s320/shelf.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">here are some of my favorite things. i made this doll for caroline when she was just in my belly. i loved it when i made it and i love it now. i hope she loves it when she gets bigger. until now it's on the shelf!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjCnGHuig-yTQLoTdHZjA2y8iD3_KMLbj3sOszjuWwQKMEryx3X9yNkktoOFYajWN1FLzdyxV9vseALkufaHWt0Xooo7crSz_IGYlSm1NRv1fQCuLMrVa_HrrGj2GP-Ibf6VwAWgfyRoo/s1600/doll.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjCnGHuig-yTQLoTdHZjA2y8iD3_KMLbj3sOszjuWwQKMEryx3X9yNkktoOFYajWN1FLzdyxV9vseALkufaHWt0Xooo7crSz_IGYlSm1NRv1fQCuLMrVa_HrrGj2GP-Ibf6VwAWgfyRoo/s320/doll.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">this is a book my mom bought a LONG time ago, i remember it when i was at her house. she gave it to me at my shower and i cried. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSwvjZ_wTS19MlDqZELXhqqGbsXpwZ0PBEh2lmbc11FOgDZxpPMefMqrP_e_w_XZX3O-mSpDdx5OBTEnushYkZFGTNPUFBGHMs5QVjlmGLUui3vp8m8uuQS3b154WW7iuzXOFiDOM1hOE/s1600/book.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSwvjZ_wTS19MlDqZELXhqqGbsXpwZ0PBEh2lmbc11FOgDZxpPMefMqrP_e_w_XZX3O-mSpDdx5OBTEnushYkZFGTNPUFBGHMs5QVjlmGLUui3vp8m8uuQS3b154WW7iuzXOFiDOM1hOE/s320/book.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">now the bottom shelf, it holds books and frames and other things </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE6HsDEVprpXbQLS-bvDx40_Fs7rFCEI3EsybbZaJUeF9hlWeuQet5I8ZRz5ZDSY2jJXHYgfKorC0yabX5Rpn1hBv5y1IopV2OpLzEKM1SBxdXJqIv2LIVw0BgBHm4Y1t0KyCzHEMThE4/s1600/shelf2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE6HsDEVprpXbQLS-bvDx40_Fs7rFCEI3EsybbZaJUeF9hlWeuQet5I8ZRz5ZDSY2jJXHYgfKorC0yabX5Rpn1hBv5y1IopV2OpLzEKM1SBxdXJqIv2LIVw0BgBHm4Y1t0KyCzHEMThE4/s320/shelf2.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">i got this little couple at an amazing store in decatur. i just love them, they are reproductions, but they don't look like it! my mom was so jealous, i had to go back and get them for her too. oh by the way they were only 30 bucks! marked down 50%!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXEoRZQo8aG2Cfn6CwK98gBmzVQqIZ5KL50gVDiUFPnYw7k-JsdQREClzncqSZuAtMdgqBShqjePT2jcuBE76o6bmGp64CY3RNdZb8sr4X8Z13wen2tG3rGy7_YoLPhEHuN3XuRGaZ7_M/s1600/people.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXEoRZQo8aG2Cfn6CwK98gBmzVQqIZ5KL50gVDiUFPnYw7k-JsdQREClzncqSZuAtMdgqBShqjePT2jcuBE76o6bmGp64CY3RNdZb8sr4X8Z13wen2tG3rGy7_YoLPhEHuN3XuRGaZ7_M/s320/people.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">and this is the baby scale my sweet miss got pictures on when she was 2 weeks old. melts me! photo by <a href="http://www.jarnaginphotography.com/">jarnagin photography</a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixlctrGMBnEkXm7Og4mXCyJEJy53LavpVS9GMWNCVtWqCDZSf6ChXg0OWQ5zQI_PAIiUEX3wU_VpXyIyF86LkszTh9NkHjYyacZW3pZ8LxZlTnxriTnfEsWkRdcZXfWPQ6dFcYGalc7BM/s1600/11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixlctrGMBnEkXm7Og4mXCyJEJy53LavpVS9GMWNCVtWqCDZSf6ChXg0OWQ5zQI_PAIiUEX3wU_VpXyIyF86LkszTh9NkHjYyacZW3pZ8LxZlTnxriTnfEsWkRdcZXfWPQ6dFcYGalc7BM/s320/11.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">and this is her room!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSntEkOcvElqCmrMn4i-aUqdR3AwERQb_kgEqjKrGjQszAifpts0T0s8J01CGwzCD8TYkGRFt12yiUdJzlvxR-Mi2MggU624uz64G80mQclrmKuw-FqVUbldA94bRTOw0wsGAoC6tSor4/s1600/carlie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSntEkOcvElqCmrMn4i-aUqdR3AwERQb_kgEqjKrGjQszAifpts0T0s8J01CGwzCD8TYkGRFt12yiUdJzlvxR-Mi2MggU624uz64G80mQclrmKuw-FqVUbldA94bRTOw0wsGAoC6tSor4/s320/carlie.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">hope you enjoyed a tour of my sweet caroline's room. hope it meets your standards annie :)</div><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/389/9429ECFAEC34F68AD0ADAAC609973A30.png" style="-moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous; -moz-background-origin: padding; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; border: 0pt none ! important;" /></a>Maggie Danielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16613158945009000799noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-777337645842902236.post-18951163229401315792010-05-21T08:00:00.000-05:002010-05-21T08:00:09.569-05:00ah-maze-zing!ok, so i shared my dream house with you. and it's the house i plan on building next summer.<br />
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i truly love it. the only problem is a garage. my dad doesn't think it's possible. so we're thinking a breeze way FULL of windows to the garage. which a breeze way full of windows wouldn't be so bad when you have a view of this<br />
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these are pictures from my <a href="http://housethatjadebuilt.blogger.com/">sister's</a> house, but mine is just through the trees from her house, so i stole the pics. thanks annie!<br />
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i really want a dreamy storybook home. with ivy like this...<br />
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if you have time check <a href="http://storybookhomes.com/">this</a> out. they are BEAUTIFUL story book homes. i mean ah-maze-zing! they are just like they say, story book! i am ordering a plan book just to see. but the one i LOVED from story book homes looks a LOT like the one i already picked. so i think i'll stick with the original. <br />
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<a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/389/9429ECFAEC34F68AD0ADAAC609973A30.png" style="-moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous; -moz-background-origin: padding; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; border: 0pt none ! important;" /></a>Maggie Danielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16613158945009000799noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-777337645842902236.post-88124482315831110222010-05-20T11:03:00.000-05:002010-05-20T11:03:07.774-05:00Houston, We've got a problem.it's my skin! what has happened to me?! when i was in high school and college i had GREAT skin. rarely had pimples or any skin problems at all. i stayed out late and never washed my make up off before bed, i showered in the morning, so i slept with nasty make up face and dirty hair. but some how my face was clear. then i got pregnant and it progressively has gotten worse. i thought once i had caroline and was back to normal it would clear up, but it still hasn't. i've tried<br />
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it works wonders on my sister, annie's, skin. so i tried it for morning and night and then i would also use</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggu5ZiKab4bzDcTrt2iaQBmoNJbQJUhc2nPd8R0jRcAiracQj-hbQzwsMbnzuXA8QQbueUkGoBE7UTiF2J0nFHu8AiL7azmA2psNbmQKPh7_L25yGOcLMP_6PzurUM6Ik6bC1AHSWnW2w/s1600/DpClnR_NtScrub_180x225.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggu5ZiKab4bzDcTrt2iaQBmoNJbQJUhc2nPd8R0jRcAiracQj-hbQzwsMbnzuXA8QQbueUkGoBE7UTiF2J0nFHu8AiL7azmA2psNbmQKPh7_L25yGOcLMP_6PzurUM6Ik6bC1AHSWnW2w/s320/DpClnR_NtScrub_180x225.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">at night. i thought i needed a scrub for my pores, but no luck here. so then my mom told me i had to use this other stuff because she swears by it! so i tried it....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXXcEQWiRtzI_ZI6S4Zei76MaGHOouYsER3jf7kw1-PlKIJJgPkWS6ctJe1mi7CX8Wf3cI7o0ie8ALPdTAfI_ppSE91h8nzE2Fz-Fpoav-Ie5XnfFS1ZRn8wJaEjF0-t-rCQ1Bi7MWZsc/s1600/AcneStressCtrl3in1Tmnt_2_185x225.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXXcEQWiRtzI_ZI6S4Zei76MaGHOouYsER3jf7kw1-PlKIJJgPkWS6ctJe1mi7CX8Wf3cI7o0ie8ALPdTAfI_ppSE91h8nzE2Fz-Fpoav-Ie5XnfFS1ZRn8wJaEjF0-t-rCQ1Bi7MWZsc/s320/AcneStressCtrl3in1Tmnt_2_185x225.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">and again no luck. i tried it for three almost four weeks. i just wasn't changing anything. i have more clogged pores and black heads than i've ever had. i'm getting more and more pimples and i just hate it. i've switched back to bare escentuals make up and still no change. my husband keeps saying just try</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_oUgsEUb6d_ITlWaxjNJCbgLwB7KjXL_2D5Ftm7WvLS9gLECs81D-ewdFusn0NlDUqrJJaewzhibZuG49LnezWqKXiMIgZvwLaswq_URjb9d33OIDCgYAnuUxardrFMexiH-uKNFsKHc/s1600/proactive-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_oUgsEUb6d_ITlWaxjNJCbgLwB7KjXL_2D5Ftm7WvLS9gLECs81D-ewdFusn0NlDUqrJJaewzhibZuG49LnezWqKXiMIgZvwLaswq_URjb9d33OIDCgYAnuUxardrFMexiH-uKNFsKHc/s320/proactive-1.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">and i won't listen to him. he had really really bad acne in high school and proactiv helped him some. but his was so bad he had to take accutane. now he has beautiful skin. well now that i'm all broken out again, i've finally cracked and bought proactiv. i'm waiting for it in the mail, but my sister, abbie, had some. so i started last night. i washed my face, then toner. i had to wait for it to dry before i put the repairing lotion on. i told kylie, i hate this, it burns, i want to quit. but i am going to try it. apparently i will see results by day two. so we'll see. i'm really hoping so. i'm avoiding a dermatologist at all costs. i'm thinking it's just hormones but now they are normal again, so i think i just have bad skin. please proactiv....work for me.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/389/9429ECFAEC34F68AD0ADAAC609973A30.png" style="-moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous; -moz-background-origin: padding; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; border: 0pt none ! important;" /></a>Maggie Danielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16613158945009000799noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-777337645842902236.post-40105366202113489132010-05-19T15:59:00.000-05:002010-05-19T15:59:20.226-05:00i've been thinking...really hard about a tattoo. my dear friend casey got this a couple of years ago and i've been in LOVE!<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">the picture doesn't even do it justice, it's FANTASTIC. i mean i love it so much, she told me to get the same one! but i refuse. so i've done some searching today and found one like this....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6CNNpQKU0DVcnbfwg2OozrBNU1tKtLFLwEvwDYs_CImuAbDhrnGpZAwrL_7ZRYf4Q7RogqglwHIx0m5ho9g_IbHlhXxfX658xOZ2lsqKww_nKX0MLNpo8LfwWfRyGKHLlOo_1vOZKZEs/s1600/tattoo3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6CNNpQKU0DVcnbfwg2OozrBNU1tKtLFLwEvwDYs_CImuAbDhrnGpZAwrL_7ZRYf4Q7RogqglwHIx0m5ho9g_IbHlhXxfX658xOZ2lsqKww_nKX0MLNpo8LfwWfRyGKHLlOo_1vOZKZEs/s320/tattoo3.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">i don't love the comb, but i do love the scissors and the swirls and the flowers. i just realized the swirls are hair, and i don't love that. but i do LOVE the scissors. i've had this tattoo idea in my mind ever since casey got her's and every spring when it shows it's beauty my heart melts. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">i've always thought i would like "walk by faith" on my foot, but then i'm unsure of just black wording and just have only letters. so...then i thought of a peacock feather. i have a love of them and i just find so much beauty and funk in them. so i found this..</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmKQCZ2XgXDfjKzA7jl5oIKPYU2c24JpmangaROM32vnC4D3fB0__Bp-ahX4ZJ04ydhuMH38mzIHaGA1k4gRW-JrbsUvg6k9rRlDQGoQHMIFT4c-J7ET9ngzLMoRUvahx7DQRtVT90yEc/s1600/tattoo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmKQCZ2XgXDfjKzA7jl5oIKPYU2c24JpmangaROM32vnC4D3fB0__Bp-ahX4ZJ04ydhuMH38mzIHaGA1k4gRW-JrbsUvg6k9rRlDQGoQHMIFT4c-J7ET9ngzLMoRUvahx7DQRtVT90yEc/s320/tattoo.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">i think this is SUPER cute, but i would want it more whimsical and flow-e (i cannot think how to spell, so yeah i did hyphenate and e)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">but i like the more greens of the other.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">overall, my heart wants a beautiful piece of art on it's foot, but i just can't decide 100%. so i'll keep thinking and pondering until i KNOW it's perfect. i'm currently leaning towards scissors though. thoughts?</div><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54487/389/9429ECFAEC34F68AD0ADAAC609973A30.png" style="-moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous; -moz-background-origin: padding; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; border: 0pt none ! important;" /></a>Maggie Danielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16613158945009000799noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-777337645842902236.post-59723554901561782842010-05-18T11:32:00.000-05:002010-05-18T11:32:14.043-05:00It's a BOY!Congratulations to my best friend Hillary and her husband Andy! They had a BEAUTIFUL baby BOY on Sunday morning! They didn't know the sex til deliver, aren't they troopers! After 24 hours in the hospital Hillary delivered Reed Micheal at 6:36am. 7lbs 2oz 21 and 1/2" long. He is so pretty. I haven't got to see him yet and I'm DYING! Mommy and baby are doing great. Daddy is thrilled to have a baby boy. Caroline is already swooning over her new boyfriend! Here are some photos from Aunt Morgan, hopefully I will get some tonight, or if i EVER get to see him. <br />
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