Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Monday, April 6, 2009
You OK?
I have a zit on my cheek. Anna just leaned over my shoulder, put her finger to it and said, "What's that?" I said, "It's a zit." She said, "You OK?" "Yeah, I'm OK." Then she kissed it. ♥
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Friday, April 3, 2009
Paul's B-Day
Today my hubby is 25!!! A quarter of a century.. I'd tease him about that one, but I'm turning 25 in October! I cant' believe how fast the years have gone by. We met when we were sixteen and seventeen! Lots has changed since then!!!
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Sunday, March 29, 2009
Pioneer Woman Rocks
OK, this site, if you haven't found it before, thepioneerwoman.com has so many awesome Photoshop techniques...
Check it...
Before:
And After:
And BTW, I am loving my hair at this length. I feel so girly.
ETA:
Before:
And After:
Another version:
PS: How is this little girl my daughter? She's so gorgeous!!!!!!!!!!
PPS: That wasn't supposed to sound so negative. Sorry. I hate it when people fish for compliments like that.
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Friday, March 27, 2009
Mind Reading
This is the way my hubby and I read each other's minds... (A conversation we just had a second ago about the shower head being broken... we have two bathrooms, one for our little daughter, one for us. The shower head in our bathroom is broken.)
(Earlier Paul suggested that I take a shower in Anna's bathroom.)
(Just a minute ago...)
Me: I just realized Anna doesn't even have a shower curtain. Oh, you know what we should do--?
Paul: Oh, I just realized that! Derrr...
Me: I know. It's like the obvious answer!
Paul: I can't believe we didn't think of that in the first place.
(If you don't know what we're talking about, we're talking about taking the shower head out of Anna's bathroom and putting it into ours until we buy a new shower head.)
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Thursday, March 26, 2009
Flickr Pics
We finally got our card for our new digital camera. I'm happy with it. It's beautiful and the quality is fantastic.
Here's the link to my Flickr account. HERE. Enjoy the new pics of Anna. :D
And thank you all for the comments on my blog. Anna is grabbing underwear after her baths in the morning and taking them to us, wanting to wear them. I think she must be ready. It's great. :)
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Monday, March 23, 2009
Poop in the Potty
Today I put Anna back in her underwear (I haven't since before Spring Break) and she went to the potty and wanted to pull down her underwear, then I sat her on the potty and she went POOP! She did everything by herself! I was so shocked! I thought it would take her forever to get back into the groove, but she seems to have a better hold on it than before the break!
Yay for my little pooper! :D
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Sunday, March 15, 2009
New Pics
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Win A Cruise for 2!
In my previous post, I mentioned a fellow blogger who is adopting a little girl from Eastern Europe. To fund the adoption, she is having a ton of awesome silent auction pieces up for bid...
I don't know how I passed this up, but the big ticket item is a 4 Day 3 Night Cruise for 2. It's not an auction, it's a raffle! 20 bucks will not only help bring Kellsey home, but it could be the cost for a Carnival cruise (to Mexico or the Bahamas) that INCLUDES AIRFARE. Freaking sweet!!!
Check it out here:
http://aspecialkadoption.blogspot.com/2009/03/win-cruise.html
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Saturday, March 14, 2009
Bringing Kellsey Home

There are all kinds of auctions going over at Bringing Kellsey Home! Everything from baby quilts to baby hats to photo albums! Check it out!
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A Good Note
I was talking to a young lady who knew my brother and who knows me. Same small town that we grew up in...
She wrote me a note and in that note, was this quote:
"The last time I saw Sean in Georgia, he asked me if I had seen you, and I told him not really.. He told me that he couldn't believe how great a Mom you had become, and how happy it made you. He told me that he couldn't figure out where you learned how to be such a good parent."
It made me tear up knowing that he thought that way of me. I wish he had told me in person. I wish that I wasn't so wrapped up in feeling angry toward him about the way he often treated me or my hubby... he was just lashing out. I should've seen that he was in pain. But there are things that we cannot change. And this is one of them.
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Thursday, March 12, 2009
Lily-Ann
My niece, Lily-Ann Brooke, is now 8 months old. I haven't seen any recent pictures of her. I wish I could. I'm trying to write them in Georgia and send a picture their way of Anna. I'd so love for the two girls to get to know one another. It's kind of frustrating that J. hasn't written me back yet. I don't know whether it's because she's been busy or if she just simply does not like me. Anyway, I would so love to be able to send pictures her way. And maybe a special letter as well. Something that could be tucked into her baby book that she could read as a young woman.
Perhaps Lily-Ann will do a Google search some day... you know, how you search for your name to see if it's unique?
So, if you're reading this in the future, Lily-Ann, do know that I've thought every day about you. You're a piece of me and I'm a piece of you. I love you. I want to know you, to hug you, to take you shopping with your cousin[s?], to kiss you, to tell you about me and your father Sean Tacy (I know your last name is not Tacy... I was informed that it was Payne when you were born... it may be different now).
You are so loved. I just wish I could tell you in person. Some day. Some day soon, I hope. I will tell you that I love you and that you were and are a prayer answered.
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Saturday, March 7, 2009
Beloved One
When did you walk away?
And when did you run, run, run?
And where are you going to stay?
Now that you've run, run, run?
Run back to your Sword.
And take up your Word.
Don't let the fear
Drag you to that place.
Wipe away your tears
From your empty face.
Run, run, run into His arms.
And stay, stay, stay in His heart.
You are His Beloved.
Beloved.
Beloved.
Beloved one.
(I wish I could put notes to this song...)
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