<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218</id><updated>2012-02-16T12:58:27.405-06:00</updated><title type='text'>FIsher Family</title><subtitle type='html'>Seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well.....Matthew 6:33</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>68</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-5715361152749540966</id><published>2011-02-23T11:18:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T11:27:29.334-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost A Year...</title><content type='html'>Wow....It's been almost a year since I have blogged. My husband said to me the other day, "Babe I miss reading your blogs...You always seemed to enjoy doing it." So here it goes I will begin again. Not for anyone but for "ME"....&lt;br /&gt;It feels good to record fun things or thoughts about our life.  My children are growing up so quickly right before my eyes, I take in everything they do and say but yet i fear I will forget it all just as fast... Blogging is like journaling keep record of it all, so I may look back to remember and forever cherish the unforgetable,the hard, the sweet, the funny and the best times of their lives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-5715361152749540966?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/5715361152749540966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=5715361152749540966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/5715361152749540966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/5715361152749540966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2011/02/almost-year.html' title='Almost A Year...'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-7381463724875443516</id><published>2010-04-14T08:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T08:29:57.734-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/S8XDODKibkI/AAAAAAAAAJc/c71adbt6Nds/s1600/PICT0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;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/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/S8XDODKibkI/AAAAAAAAAJc/c71adbt6Nds/s320/PICT0020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459984769391685186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/S8XDNpaMBQI/AAAAAAAAAJU/FXt-bw27kmc/s1600/PICT0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;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/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/S8XDNpaMBQI/AAAAAAAAAJU/FXt-bw27kmc/s320/PICT0013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459984762478003458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/S8XDM3XIAzI/AAAAAAAAAJM/_rXYlnV-MYc/s1600/PICT0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;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/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/S8XDM3XIAzI/AAAAAAAAAJM/_rXYlnV-MYc/s320/PICT0029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459984749043385138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-7381463724875443516?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/7381463724875443516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=7381463724875443516' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/7381463724875443516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/7381463724875443516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2010/04/wordless-wednesday_14.html' title='Wordless Wednesday!!!!'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/S8XDODKibkI/AAAAAAAAAJc/c71adbt6Nds/s72-c/PICT0020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-5840654285849137623</id><published>2010-04-10T17:45:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T17:55:32.977-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Great New Movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/S8EBw6hjRlI/AAAAAAAAAJE/wdu7txFgpf8/s1600/HowToTrainYourDragon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 202px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/S8EBw6hjRlI/AAAAAAAAAJE/wdu7txFgpf8/s320/HowToTrainYourDragon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458646163205080658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the kids to a really cute movie this afternoon.  How to Train Your Dinosaur.&lt;br /&gt;Grayson who is 3 was a little scared at a few parts but certainly loved it!!!  I would highly recommend it!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-5840654285849137623?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/5840654285849137623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=5840654285849137623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/5840654285849137623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/5840654285849137623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2010/04/great-new-movie.html' title='A Great New Movie'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/S8EBw6hjRlI/AAAAAAAAAJE/wdu7txFgpf8/s72-c/HowToTrainYourDragon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-3646816234208261186</id><published>2010-04-08T16:56:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T17:14:00.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Laundry Chair???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/S75UFV2eXZI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Zgt-NhHZNTI/s1600/PICT0085.JPG"&gt;&lt;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/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/S75UFV2eXZI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Zgt-NhHZNTI/s320/PICT0085.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457892249161325970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I don't know about you other Mom's out there but I despise laundry.  In fact the "L" word is a bad word here in the Fisher house.  The rule is if your dirty laundry is not in the laundry room it does not get washed.  However when it does get put in the right place and it does get washed it has a hard time making it to everyones rooms.   You see I am usually in a hurry when I switch loads and everything that gets pulled from the dryer gets placed in our front sitting room onto a chair.  Thus we have a "Laundry Chair" ....  Some weeks it may sit there until Fridays when I clean house and put away all the laundry.  On a typical Wednesday morning you may hear me say did you check the "Laundry Chair".  If you are a surprise visitor at my front door I will scoop it onto the floor if you want to sit in that particular chair or you may just have to look at it from the couch while we drink our coffee.  If I would only put it away right when I take it out, I would not have wrinkles to iron out or socks to match at the last minute.  Someday I may have a handle on the laundry but for now I have 4 kids and a husband so I will continue to do my best!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-3646816234208261186?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/3646816234208261186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=3646816234208261186' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/3646816234208261186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/3646816234208261186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2010/04/laundry-chair.html' title='The Laundry Chair???'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/S75UFV2eXZI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Zgt-NhHZNTI/s72-c/PICT0085.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-2256873128020395765</id><published>2010-04-07T16:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T16:18:24.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/S7z2idqjxPI/AAAAAAAAAI0/vKW7pDbwbiQ/s1600/PICT0006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457507920405316850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/S7z2idqjxPI/AAAAAAAAAI0/vKW7pDbwbiQ/s320/PICT0006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                            Spring has Sprung!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-2256873128020395765?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/2256873128020395765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=2256873128020395765' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/2256873128020395765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/2256873128020395765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2010/04/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday!'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/S7z2idqjxPI/AAAAAAAAAI0/vKW7pDbwbiQ/s72-c/PICT0006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-7475035043902802626</id><published>2010-04-05T12:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T12:33:13.398-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Can We Have a Baby Mommy?</title><content type='html'>Gray: Mommy can we please have a new baby?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Gray we are not going to have any more babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gray: But Mommy they are so cute and I want one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I know Gray but you are our baby .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gray: Mommy please can we just go to the store and pick one out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Gray babies have to grow inside of a Mommy's tummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gray: Ok then grow one Mommy, I will be a really good BIG BROTHER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-7475035043902802626?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/7475035043902802626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=7475035043902802626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/7475035043902802626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/7475035043902802626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2010/04/can-we-have-baby-mommy.html' title='Can We Have a Baby Mommy?'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-2776091385159627014</id><published>2010-03-30T12:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T12:42:56.471-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Easter Bunny.....</title><content type='html'>This morning as we were heading out the door we noticed a bunny had just become  FRESH ROADKILL right in front of our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin: Oh man I hope that wasn't the Easter Bunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Grayson&lt;/span&gt;: Oh I hope it wasn't either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noah: Gray the Easter Bunny is not real, its just Mom &amp;amp; Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Grayson&lt;/span&gt;: No it is not! The Easter Bunny is coming to bring me some candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noah: Gray Mom &amp;amp; Dad put candy in your basket....Duh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Noah who told you that the Easter Bunny isn't real?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noah: Mom I am 7 now I know these things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; then you can believe what you want but don't ruin it for your brother he is only 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe he doesn't believe anymore : (  The twins were at least 9 when they figured it all out and I thought I had a couple more years before the boys figured it all out. Noah still believes in the Tooth Fairy and Santa...I can't quite figure out why he believes in them and not the Bunny. We teach our kids the real reason of the holidays and would never lie to them if they asked if the make believe things were real. I guess I am sad about it because my babies are growing up so fast.....&lt;br /&gt;So here's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hoping&lt;/span&gt; that the Easter Bunny is not the bunny that is smeared all over my street!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Easter to everyone and may we all REJOICE that he has Risen!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-2776091385159627014?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/2776091385159627014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=2776091385159627014' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/2776091385159627014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/2776091385159627014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2010/03/easter-bunny.html' title='The Easter Bunny.....'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-4670030884742780385</id><published>2010-03-22T11:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T11:15:12.268-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/S6eVSjEgscI/AAAAAAAAAIs/c_as1H-gYcE/s1600-h/NotMeMondayButtonV6copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 67px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451490019839619522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/S6eVSjEgscI/AAAAAAAAAIs/c_as1H-gYcE/s320/NotMeMondayButtonV6copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;today begins spring break at our house....and its Monday so its that time in the week to admit...confess...say what you did NOT do. You can head to &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt;http://www.mycharmingkids.net/&lt;/a&gt; to see where this little weekly activity started!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me start by saying I love my husband and when we got into a tiff this weekend I DID NOT throw his sweater across the room out of complete and total anger. I DID NOT lay in my bed and watch 3 Lifetime movies until 2 am. I DID NOT sit in church wallowing in self pity and pride on Sunday. And as far as food goes...I did NOT eat chinese food 3 times this weekend. I think it might be time to hit it hard in the gym this week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-4670030884742780385?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://mycharmingkids.net' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/4670030884742780385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=4670030884742780385' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/4670030884742780385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/4670030884742780385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2010/03/today-begins-spring-break-at-our-house.html' title=''/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/S6eVSjEgscI/AAAAAAAAAIs/c_as1H-gYcE/s72-c/NotMeMondayButtonV6copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-3242226061713203655</id><published>2010-03-17T11:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T12:03:52.358-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Leprechan!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/S6EKijHNOuI/AAAAAAAAAIk/qybNM5b5E9s/s1600-h/PICT0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449648612752308962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/S6EKijHNOuI/AAAAAAAAAIk/qybNM5b5E9s/s320/PICT0002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy St. Patrick's Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/S6EKh9aDjOI/AAAAAAAAAIc/sJhNom5maAM/s1600-h/PICT0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449648602630819042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/S6EKh9aDjOI/AAAAAAAAAIc/sJhNom5maAM/s320/PICT0001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-3242226061713203655?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/3242226061713203655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=3242226061713203655' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/3242226061713203655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/3242226061713203655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-little-leprechan.html' title='My Little Leprechan!!!!'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/S6EKijHNOuI/AAAAAAAAAIk/qybNM5b5E9s/s72-c/PICT0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-35553430058239848</id><published>2010-03-15T08:22:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T16:44:34.244-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i145.photobucket.com/albums/r208/jennisajoy/OUAB/NotMeMondayButtonV6copy.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so i am loving the not me monday confessions or "NOT" confessions started at http://www.mycharmingkids.net/ !!!!&lt;br /&gt;What did I "NOT" do this week?&lt;br /&gt;I did not sweep a big pile of dirt under the rug because I had someone at my door and I couldn't at the moment find my dust pan......&lt;br /&gt;I did not pick something off the floor at Taco Bell and then eat it...I know that is sick.....&lt;br /&gt;I did not tell my 3 yr. old that McDonalds was closed because their kitchen was broken....&lt;br /&gt;I did not have 4 cups of coffee Saturday morning....&lt;br /&gt;and 3 doughnuts Sunday morning......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden"&gt; &lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden"&gt; &lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input id="jsProxy" onclick="jsCall();" type="hidden"&gt; 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&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="body"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I received this today about dieting...I am not on a diet per say but trying very hard to eat healthy and remove about 15lbs that I know are unhealthy to me. It's a hard process for me but over the last 3 mths I have learned not to be so hard on myself because life happens, and there will be times we will eat out and we will have birthday parties that I will want a piece of cake! It's all about making choices for ourselves and living with those choices which may cause us to struggle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="body"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just read  that people make the statement of wanting to lose weight. When we lose something we usually find it again and weight that I lose is not something I want to find again.  We should be saying REMOVAL. We want to remove weight and not find it again! So this is to all my friends who are wanting to remove any weight to make themselves healthier.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="body"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="body"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="body"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 Peter 3:14&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="body"&gt;&lt;span class="body"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But and if ye suffer for              righteousness' sake, happy are ye: and be not afraid of their              terror, neither be troubled.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If the example of Jesus teaches us                anything, it should be that suffering is a noble and good thing                when it leads to a better way. Our diets are definitely the source                of suffering, but there is great blessing awaiting all who stick                with them. God has promised special blessing to those who keep                courage in the face of suffering and don't give in. Losing weight                not only makes us look and feel better, but it draws us closer to                God and His divine plan for us. Our suffering is not in vain. It                is all to the glory of the Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today's thought:&lt;/strong&gt; I will                fear nothing, as long as Jesus is with              me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-3371772844012139251?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/3371772844012139251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=3371772844012139251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/3371772844012139251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/3371772844012139251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2010/03/struggling-with-weight-removal.html' title='Struggling With Weight Removal'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-7336017546506014131</id><published>2010-03-10T16:08:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T16:25:17.991-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday!  (I  will admit I copied this idea)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/S5gcLwhJ15I/AAAAAAAAAIU/xiRPWszAfEY/s1600-h/DSC_0178.JPG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/S5gcLwhJ15I/AAAAAAAAAIU/xiRPWszAfEY/s320/DSC_0178.JPG.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447134737632712594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/S5gcLTOXYII/AAAAAAAAAIM/CWOETL7U0EU/s1600-h/DSC_0207.JPG+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/S5gcLTOXYII/AAAAAAAAAIM/CWOETL7U0EU/s320/DSC_0207.JPG+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447134729769279618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/S5gZM9RnYgI/AAAAAAAAAIE/J3a06OYafIM/s1600-h/DSC_0229.JPG+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/S5gZM9RnYgI/AAAAAAAAAIE/J3a06OYafIM/s320/DSC_0229.JPG+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447131459702186498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/S5gZMja7OsI/AAAAAAAAAH8/QqAOumxfTZk/s1600-h/DSC_0217.JPG+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/S5gZMja7OsI/AAAAAAAAAH8/QqAOumxfTZk/s320/DSC_0217.JPG+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447131452761914050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-7336017546506014131?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/7336017546506014131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=7336017546506014131' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/7336017546506014131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/7336017546506014131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2010/03/wordless-wednesday-i-will-admit-i.html' title='Wordless Wednesday!  (I  will admit I copied this idea)'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/S5gcLwhJ15I/AAAAAAAAAIU/xiRPWszAfEY/s72-c/DSC_0178.JPG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-7957892477866834339</id><published>2010-03-09T09:02:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T09:11:42.291-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday's Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;foggy and rainy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how I wish the sun would find me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the fresh smell of laundry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a warm cup of coffee in my hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the sweet sounds of little feet running across the wood floors&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the words of Galations 3 trying to make sense in my head&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my daughter in her bad ill&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh i wish i had a way to make her feel better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thoughts of what to have for dinner tonight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what chores to get done today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;joy of welcoming a new baby to our family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and being an aunt again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;final details of a suprise party this weekend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how to be the best mom, wife, friend, daughter, sister&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and finding joy and thankfulness in everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh the thoughts that consume me today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-7957892477866834339?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/7957892477866834339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=7957892477866834339' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/7957892477866834339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/7957892477866834339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2010/03/tuesdays-thoughts.html' title='Tuesday&apos;s Thoughts'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-6292344492134977721</id><published>2010-03-08T08:51:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T09:08:23.959-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of the mouth of Gray...</title><content type='html'>Grayson decide to take a blue crayon and color all over the brick on our fireplace...&lt;br /&gt;And this is the conversation that followed....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Grayson this makes mommy very upset you need to get a rag and clean it up right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grayson: okay mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 hrs later I walk into the family room and see our large (much larger than Gray) kitchen rug laying over the fireplace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Grayson why is the rug in here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grayson: You told me to clean the fireplace with it but I tried mommy and the crayon isn't coming off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: (Laughing) Gray I said a "rag" not a "rug".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning walking into church.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Gray are you excited to go to sunday school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grayson: Yes I think I am going to learn lots of things about Sundays!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-6292344492134977721?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/6292344492134977721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=6292344492134977721' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/6292344492134977721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/6292344492134977721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2010/03/out-of-mouth-of-gray.html' title='Out of the mouth of Gray...'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-1851952614726183275</id><published>2010-03-08T08:22:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T08:47:14.485-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/S5ULXpZVrgI/AAAAAAAAAH0/REihZmdSnCM/s1600-h/NotMeMondayButtonV6copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 67px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446271825251511810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/S5ULXpZVrgI/AAAAAAAAAH0/REihZmdSnCM/s320/NotMeMondayButtonV6copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;It's that day of the week again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"Not ME Monday"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A little fun Monday blogging idea from MckMama at &lt;a href="http://www.mycharmingkids.net/"&gt;http://www.mycharmingkids.net/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I must say it is so fun to hear from others about the things they "DID NOT DO"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I did not leave the washer full of wet clothes for 3 days. Ooops!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I did not run outside in a Tshirt &amp;amp; my underwear to grab my childs coat that was going to get rained on....No not me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I also did not...and may I say did not eat almost an entire box of girl scout cookies....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I most certainly did not take a 4 hour nap yesterday why my family spent a nice Sunday afternoon together!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-1851952614726183275?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://www.mycharmingkids.net/' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/1851952614726183275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=1851952614726183275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/1851952614726183275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/1851952614726183275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-that-day-of-week-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/S5ULXpZVrgI/AAAAAAAAAH0/REihZmdSnCM/s72-c/NotMeMondayButtonV6copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-8812847094201619202</id><published>2010-02-22T13:51:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T14:06:23.547-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/S4LhQQ05sGI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Nf9eAjqNiVE/s1600-h/NotMeMondayButtonV6copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 67px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441158969327988834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/S4LhQQ05sGI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Nf9eAjqNiVE/s320/NotMeMondayButtonV6copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not me MONDAY is something I read on MckMama's blog &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and since I have been reading it and others I thought I would try it out for myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is a theraputic freeing way of telling all the things you DID NOT DO!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SO HERE IT GOES.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I "did not" go to bed last night after working out without taking a shower...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I did not put my 3 yr old at the foot of his bed to sleep after he woke up in the middle of the night with wet pants because I forgot to put him in a pull up and I was too tired to change his sheets.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I did not pull out a tuperware full of egg casserole that could be a science project from being in the fridge for 5 weeks.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I did not let my 3 yr old eat 2 poptarts at the foot of my bed and watch tv while I slept for an extra hour....No Not ME....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-8812847094201619202?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/8812847094201619202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=8812847094201619202' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/8812847094201619202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/8812847094201619202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2010/02/not-me-monday-is-something-i-read-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/S4LhQQ05sGI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Nf9eAjqNiVE/s72-c/NotMeMondayButtonV6copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-5713122906204718627</id><published>2010-02-17T10:11:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T10:30:59.913-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful for it all...</title><content type='html'>Today as I wandered out to the front living room the sun was hitting the coffee table in a way that revealed many many tiny handprints that have left their mark on the glass, and in the dust.  My first thoughts were...Oh man I just cleaned that. Then I remembered something that brought joy and sadness to my heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I recently heard a  full time working Mom say she was so thankful that  her daughter was at daycare so her house was never messy and she had a  break from her daughter everyday.  While I am not one to judge (to each his own) I was kind of taken back, and as much as I would like my house cleaned all the time and all the little smudges off my glass I wouldn't change my life for anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful for the handprints on the front glass door, tv, and coffee table. I'm thankful for the fifty times I will wipe Gray's nose today, for the spilled milk, crushed goldfish crackers, and the unrolled toilet paper I will find in the bathroom.  Thankful I will have 3 hungry mouths to feed when they return from school, and the homework that will have to be helped with.  Thankful I have 10 loads of laundry to do because I have 4 beautiful children that dirty clothes.  Thankful that I can hear everything that comes out of Grayson's mouth as he explores and imagines in this world around him. Thankful I get to drop the kids off at school and pick them up....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankful that I have a husband who thinks its also important for me to be a stay at home mom!!! We may go with out to make it possible but I truly believe we never do.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So leave the smudges on the glass and the goldfish on the ground. You will never get this time back with your children. Enjoy &amp;amp; cherish every monent of it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-5713122906204718627?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/5713122906204718627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=5713122906204718627' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/5713122906204718627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/5713122906204718627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2010/02/thankful-for-it-all.html' title='Thankful for it all...'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-205332536457060485</id><published>2010-02-16T15:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T15:48:01.838-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrating the Little Things...</title><content type='html'>Me: Gray buddy what are you doing over there? (he is in the corner of my room)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gray: Picking my boogers....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh buddy that's gross why don't you go get a tissue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gray: It's okay Mommy I'm throwing them on the ground not eating them....(very proudly spoken)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : Oh that's great buddy....(Big Sigh)...Next time lets get a tissue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I should celebrate with him that he wasn't eating them.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-205332536457060485?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/205332536457060485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=205332536457060485' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/205332536457060485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/205332536457060485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2010/02/celebrating-little-things.html' title='Celebrating the Little Things...'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-3196777001137591760</id><published>2010-02-16T08:52:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T09:12:10.576-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Shock at the Grocery Store Checkout</title><content type='html'>So I found my self last week in absolute shock at the grocery store. Let me start by saying that grocery shopping is my least favorite thing to do in this entire world. Just ask my husband.  I am not really a list maker although my hubby tells me I should be because it will be easier.  I am more of a walk down every aisle and get what we need person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went...Got some fruit, vegetables, meat, dairy, whole grains. Everything very healthy!!! No junk...no snacks, even some organic things. Kevin and I are really trying to eat healthy and we don't let our kids snack alot unless its fruit or veggies. (An the occasional pop tart, cookie, fruit snacks, &amp;amp; ice cream!)  Anyway so here is where my SHOCK came....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went through and all of my stuff which didn't even take up an entire cart was $135.00.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady behind me who had 2 carts...2 carts full of Little Debbie Swiss Rolls, Honey Buns, Rice Krispies Bars, Bags of Cheetos, Doritos, Fritos, and every other boxed snack you could think of, and I'm not kidding when I said she had 2 FULL carts. Her total $89.00....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just blown away by her total compared to mine, and how much food compared to mine.  She caught me looking and told me she had a daycare and was buying snacks for all her daycare kids.  I'm sure my kids would love to go to her daycare!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the moral of this story is that eating healthy does cost more $....Maybe that's part of the reason we have so many overweight people in America.  It's cheaper to eat crap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I will continue to clip my coupons, check the store ads for sales and keep buying good healthy food to feed my family! But if you ever see me wheeling out 2 carts full of Little Debbie's just know I'm having  a really bad week!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-3196777001137591760?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/3196777001137591760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=3196777001137591760' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/3196777001137591760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/3196777001137591760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2010/02/shock-at-grocery-store-checkout.html' title='Shock at the Grocery Store Checkout'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-3300649702198713158</id><published>2010-02-12T09:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T09:51:35.349-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines Day!!!</title><content type='html'>February 14th....&lt;br /&gt;Valentines Day&lt;br /&gt;A day to show someone how much you love them&lt;br /&gt;Give them gifts&lt;br /&gt;Candy&lt;br /&gt;Flowers&lt;br /&gt;Acts of Kindness&lt;br /&gt;Hug a little tighter&lt;br /&gt;Kiss a little sweeter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why only on Valentines Day? Shouldn't we be living that way everyday. Shouldn't we be living like every day is our last day! No one knows when their last moment will be on this earth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think today even though it is only the 12th I will.....&lt;br /&gt;Love deeper&lt;br /&gt;hug tighter&lt;br /&gt;show others act of kindness&lt;br /&gt;give forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;show grace&lt;br /&gt;and celebrate love today!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Cor. 13 : 4-8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is patient, love is kind.  It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.  It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no records of wrong. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perserveres. Love never fails........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-3300649702198713158?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/3300649702198713158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=3300649702198713158' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/3300649702198713158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/3300649702198713158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2010/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentines Day!!!'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-4952382815034767487</id><published>2010-02-09T08:31:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T08:49:36.188-06:00</updated><title type='text'>12 Years Ago Today!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/S3F0fMJtHPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/R3VFDLzmTVk/s1600-h/DSC_0103.JPG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436254304399596786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/S3F0fMJtHPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/R3VFDLzmTVk/s320/DSC_0103.JPG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436254300262132930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/S3F0e8vQbMI/AAAAAAAAAHc/eYCHu3gAzEs/s320/DSC_0080.JPG+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/S3F0eWLh8ZI/AAAAAAAAAHU/RmJSfhIrKuo/s1600-h/DSC_0077.JPG+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436254289911738770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/S3F0eWLh8ZI/AAAAAAAAAHU/RmJSfhIrKuo/s320/DSC_0077.JPG+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/S3F0eAoj-gI/AAAAAAAAAHM/5tR67Lm99P4/s1600-h/DSC_0045.JPG+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436254284127926786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/S3F0eAoj-gI/AAAAAAAAAHM/5tR67Lm99P4/s320/DSC_0045.JPG+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436254279373455746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 343px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/S3F0du7AgYI/AAAAAAAAAHE/lVN4UuVddd4/s320/DSC_0064.JPG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; 12 years ago today my life changed....I was 19..... &lt;div&gt;This day would make me grow up fast, this day would change my world in a way I never could have imagined.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This day was one of the best days of my life! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This day I will never ever forget..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This day my heart felt more love than I ever could have imagined..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was the day that I fell in love with and became the mother to my girls!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy 12th Birthday to My Twin A &amp;amp; Twin B....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-4952382815034767487?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/4952382815034767487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=4952382815034767487' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/4952382815034767487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/4952382815034767487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2010/02/12-years-ago-today.html' title='12 Years Ago Today!!!'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/S3F0fMJtHPI/AAAAAAAAAHk/R3VFDLzmTVk/s72-c/DSC_0103.JPG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-4448411974464752398</id><published>2010-02-05T08:16:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T08:24:11.187-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Conversations</title><content type='html'>THIS MORNING.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grayson: Mommy I think you are so pretty!....But I think you should go put some makeup on!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST NIGHT........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noah: Jesus, Thank you for this day, and for letting me have a good day at school.  Thank you for letting my mommy put nice clean sheets on my bed tonight so i can be snug as a bug....And thank you for new socks, and new jammies, and clean sheets because those are my favorite things because they are my mommys' favorite things. Help me to be a good boy and obey my parents...Amen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Grayson are you ready to pray?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grayson: No I already talked to Jesus today....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: You can talk to him more than one time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grayson: I know I did I talked to him at dinner, and when I was playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: okay then....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-4448411974464752398?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/4448411974464752398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=4448411974464752398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/4448411974464752398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/4448411974464752398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2010/02/conversations.html' title='Conversations'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-77534956675795246</id><published>2010-01-29T08:43:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T09:09:01.948-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Soup Recipe!!!</title><content type='html'>Spicy Cheeseburger Soup&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* 1 -1/2 c. water&lt;br /&gt;* 2 cups cubed peeled potatoes&lt;br /&gt;* 2 small carrots grated&lt;br /&gt;* 1 small onion chopped&lt;br /&gt;* 1/4 chopped green pepper&lt;br /&gt;* 1 jalapeno chopped and seeded&lt;br /&gt;* 1 garlic clove pressed&lt;br /&gt;* 1 Tbs beef bouillion granules&lt;br /&gt;* 1/2 tsp salt&lt;br /&gt;* 1 lb. hamburger cooked and drained&lt;br /&gt;* 2- 1/2 c. milk divided&lt;br /&gt;* 3 Tbs. flour&lt;br /&gt;* 8 oz. velveta&lt;br /&gt;*  1/4 tsp to 1 tsp. cayenne pepper (optional)&lt;br /&gt;* 8 slices of bacon cooked and crumbled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Directions:&lt;br /&gt;In a large sauce pan bring the first 9 ingredients to a boil.  Reduce heat. Cover and simmer for 15-20 min or until potatoes are tender.  Stir in beef and 2 cups of milk heat through.  Combine flour and remaining milk until smooth, gradually stir in.  Bring to a boil: cook and stir for 2 min. or until thickened and bubbly.  Reduce heat.  stir in cheese until melted.  Add cayenne if using.  Top with bacon and serve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo yummy a new favorite at our house!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-77534956675795246?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/77534956675795246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=77534956675795246' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/77534956675795246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/77534956675795246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-soup-recipe.html' title='A New Soup Recipe!!!'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-6803119491539792943</id><published>2010-01-28T16:33:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T16:36:22.458-06:00</updated><title type='text'>He Said What????</title><content type='html'>Grayson:  Mom I was in your tummy a long time before I popped out of it.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Yes you were....Do you remember being in my tummy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grayson:  Yes it was messy...I miss it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT???? Where does he come up with this stuff!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-6803119491539792943?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/6803119491539792943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=6803119491539792943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/6803119491539792943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/6803119491539792943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2010/01/he-said-what.html' title='He Said What????'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-6696312624471874792</id><published>2010-01-21T09:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T09:30:05.792-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Morning Dilemma</title><content type='html'>So each morning we go through the same thing...the same routine....the same agonizing decision. What show to watch? Will it be one on Disney? Nick Jr.? Noggin?  Is it a Handy Manny Day, or a Wow Wow Wubzy Day, or a Dora day?  This is a very hard decision for Gray to make. I have to turn the tv on go to the guide and tell him exactly what is on at the moment and then the 5 min process of deciding begins.  This morning it was Little Bear! Wow Little Bear chosen over Dora doesn't happen very often. After we watch a few shows the tv goes off and we read books, play starwars,  play Max &amp;amp; Ruby, or memory! (I dont like playing Memory because he always beats me and I don't even let him win he just does!)   Then at 3 &amp;amp; 3:30 we have to turn Noggin on because his FAVORITE show is on OLIVIA!!!! What would we do if we couldn't watch it!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-6696312624471874792?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/6696312624471874792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=6696312624471874792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/6696312624471874792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/6696312624471874792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2010/01/morning-dilemma.html' title='The Morning Dilemma'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-1146922282911647750</id><published>2010-01-15T08:24:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T08:58:38.093-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sweet Innocence of a Child....</title><content type='html'>I love the age of Gray.... 3 year &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt; are PRECIOUS!!!! Although he can be quite a pistol I love how at this age they are learning and discovering new things daily. As things become clear to him and he figures this world around him out he has said some of the greatest things....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just this morning he said, "Mommy when I grow up I want to marry you and be in a marching band." Oh if I could only keep him that innocent, and sweet! He prays at every meal and at bedtime and his prayers are so authentic, innocent, precious, beautiful! They go something like this......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Thank you for this world, and for my mommy, and daddy, and Noah, and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Alivia&lt;/span&gt;, and Alexa, and my grandpa who has a dog named Sam, and my other grandpa who hunts, and my grandma Becky, and my Aunt Fifi, and for our food, and for Dora, and for Boots, and for everything. (Mom should I say anything else....Whatever you want to say &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Grayson&lt;/span&gt;) Okay giggle....giggle....The End Amen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love his Prayer time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we were in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ShopKo&lt;/span&gt; and Noah was picking out some Valentines for his class and was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;telling&lt;/span&gt; Gray about V-Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noah: Gray Valentines Day is when you give people you love and like chocolate or cards to show them you care about them. Like my friends at school I just like them not love them so I am gonna give them a card with a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;laffy&lt;/span&gt; taffy taped on it. But Mommy I love her so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; gonna ask Daddy to help me buy her chocolate because she likes that. (Oh yes Mommy does)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gray : Okay well I'm going to get this Sponge Bob heart for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Joselyn&lt;/span&gt; because she is my best friend and I love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noah: Gray you can't love her unless you marry her when you are big like Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gray: I can love her because she is my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Gray you can get it but lets get her a princess heart not Sponge Bob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gray: &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Joselyn&lt;/span&gt; and I love Sponge Bob. (Gray does not get to watch it...so who knows)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noah: Hey Mom look at these handcuffs they are called LOVE CUFFS...Maybe you should get them for Daddy for V-Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Okay boys we are done looking at V-Day things. (Ran as fast out of the aisle as possible)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the things and conversations I am blessed to have with my children! Good or bad! I love that I get to be apart of so many teachable moments with my kids! I love the innocent things they say, I love the questions , remarks, comments, etc! I have friends who are always telling me to write the funny things down that they say and I think I will make that a priority so I can remember them all and can one day tell them about how funny and cute they were!!!! Give your kiddos an extra squeeze today and remember how blessed you are to have them in your life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-1146922282911647750?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/1146922282911647750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=1146922282911647750' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/1146922282911647750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/1146922282911647750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2010/01/sweet-innocence-of-child.html' title='The Sweet Innocence of a Child....'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-4832824455471507547</id><published>2010-01-01T11:38:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T11:44:21.686-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!!! 2010!!!</title><content type='html'>We had the BEST CHRISTMAS EVER!!!! Snowed in from Christmas Eve until Sunday with my parents and my sister at our house. We played many hours of Rockband, Clue, Pitch, Movies, Eating, Laughing, Sleeping, Scooping Snow!!!! SO MUCH FUN! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we spent this week all having STREP THROAT : (   So after many copay's at Dr. &amp;amp; Walgreens we are all feeling better and are excited to celebrate our BIG family Christmas tomorrow night at Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From our family to yours may this New Year bring you much Peace, Joy, &amp;amp; Happiness! God Bless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-4832824455471507547?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/4832824455471507547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=4832824455471507547' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/4832824455471507547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/4832824455471507547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year-2010.html' title='Happy New Year!!! 2010!!!'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-1557702598467916974</id><published>2009-12-25T11:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T11:05:00.141-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas to All from The Fisher's!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-1557702598467916974?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/1557702598467916974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=1557702598467916974' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/1557702598467916974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/1557702598467916974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-2613111434430881788</id><published>2009-12-20T18:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T18:24:50.727-06:00</updated><title type='text'>To Walmart I will go....To Walmart I will go...la la la la la...To Walmart I will go!</title><content type='html'>So it is Sunday evening and I am prepping to go to Walmart.  I know I know I feel like a traitor to my beloved Super Target but every Christmas I have to make a Walmart run.  This afternoon I ran to Scheels and was stuck in the parking lot for 25 min, and Kevin &amp;amp; I made a quick (wait... is there such thing as a quick trip this time of year) to Target. They were out of pretty much everything we needed and the employee who had to keep locking and unlocking the video game console was getting frustrated that we couldn't decide.  So tonight I go...i go where all women must go for their family....WALMART. I will park a long ways from the doors for that Im sure. I will smile nicely at the man who says, "Welcome to Walmart want a cart!" I will walk down every isle until I have every last stocking stuffer, wrapping paper, ribbon, bows, toys, and groceries that I need to make Christmas perfect for my family. I will wait in line at one of the 3 check out lines that will be open and I will load my car up in the cold, then unload when I get home! My sister Emily is coming with me so I'm sure we will have laughs,  laughs, and more laughs!!! Oh how excited I am to go to Walmart!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-2613111434430881788?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/2613111434430881788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=2613111434430881788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/2613111434430881788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/2613111434430881788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2009/12/to-walmart-i-will-goto-walmart-i-will.html' title='To Walmart I will go....To Walmart I will go...la la la la la...To Walmart I will go!'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-4029349296341612261</id><published>2009-12-18T16:32:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T16:41:40.437-06:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF...</title><content type='html'>It's finally friday! Can I get a HOORAY!!! It's been a long week. Getting Christmas presents sent out, Christmas cards done and sent, Christmas shopping, youth group party, school parties today, wow I'm wiped! Now the kids are home and it's offically Christmas vacation! Time to sled, bake, sleep in, watch movies, be with our family and friends! My favorite time of year for sure!!  (I know I'm singing a different tune since my last entry.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was my 31st birthday, and it was a great day! It started by waking up to starbucks and a necklace from my family. It is a family tree necklace from lisaleonardesigns.com! It is gorgeous and I'm totally in love with it.  Check her website out and prepare to fall in love yourself. Thank you to MckMama at mycharmingkids.blogspot.com for sharing her site with everyone!  Then I had lunch with my hubby, bro &amp;amp; sis inlaw, and parents at P.f. Changs, and then dessert at Cheesecake Factory! Red Velvet Cheesecake...yummy may I say it is a slice of culinary HEAVEN!  I ate to my hearts content! What a great day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now a week until Christmas!!!! Can hardly wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-4029349296341612261?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/4029349296341612261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=4029349296341612261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/4029349296341612261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/4029349296341612261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2009/12/tgif.html' title='TGIF...'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-4463065919440688341</id><published>2009-12-15T16:55:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T17:12:19.848-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking It's Time To Hibernate...</title><content type='html'>While I do love this time of year with all the holiday spirit it can also make me a bit cranky. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1.  The cold...running around getting things done is a pain when it is -20 below wind chill and you have to get a 3 year old in and out of the car. Then when you finally get in to wherever you are going you have to wipe frozen snot off of his face as well as your own.  The cold that chills you down to the bone and the heat in your car doesn't start really feeling good until your at your destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2. The icy roads...I can honestly say I have never had road rage until the last 2 days. Not towards other drivers just the roads themselves.  I have been stuck 3 times in the last 48 hrs. Not in snow but going up a slight incline on ice.  Holding up traffic twice.  The morning commute to school has been taking about 30 min which usually on a normal day takes about 10. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3. People.  Seriously....Isn't it Christmas time? Doesn't that mean people are happy and full of cheer and good will towards men?  I had a girl flip me the finger in a parking lot because I wasn't leaving my parking spot I was just taking bags to my car.  It would have been one thing if I was the only one that saw it but my daughter was standing with me.   Or people in such a hurry to get a toy of a shelf they shove you and don't even say excuse me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last two days have been enough for me.  I'm glad to say I am done Christmas shopping...gifts that need to be mailed have been and my Christmas cards have been sent.  I think Gray &amp;amp; I will be staying home from now on only leaving to  get kids to and from school.  Im scared of whats outside the walls of my home.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-4463065919440688341?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/4463065919440688341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=4463065919440688341' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/4463065919440688341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/4463065919440688341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2009/12/thinking-its-time-to-hibernate.html' title='Thinking It&apos;s Time To Hibernate...'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-2416362087016746196</id><published>2009-12-10T15:09:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T15:27:38.838-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SyFkZqZU3bI/AAAAAAAAAGc/YdRpERU0Bn8/s1600-h/PICT0063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SyFkZqZU3bI/AAAAAAAAAGc/YdRpERU0Bn8/s200/PICT0063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413718619116068274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SyFkY7CV2GI/AAAAAAAAAGM/QMAIBljmPaA/s1600-h/PICT0056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SyFkY7CV2GI/AAAAAAAAAGM/QMAIBljmPaA/s200/PICT0056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413718606403197026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas Tree Farm! Noah &amp;amp; Gray thought they could ride on the roof and hold the tree down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SyFkZKoinmI/AAAAAAAAAGU/dIYmvYGIpPE/s1600-h/PICT0051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SyFkZKoinmI/AAAAAAAAAGU/dIYmvYGIpPE/s200/PICT0051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413718610589949538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taytum &amp;amp; Me at Thanksgiving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SyFl9pLbcII/AAAAAAAAAGs/GlxtJwdakbs/s1600-h/PICT0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SyFl9pLbcII/AAAAAAAAAGs/GlxtJwdakbs/s200/PICT0042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413720336776261762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SyFl-SRDeeI/AAAAAAAAAG8/W2wBWMY1sKE/s1600-h/PICT0064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SyFl-SRDeeI/AAAAAAAAAG8/W2wBWMY1sKE/s200/PICT0064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413720347805710818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Andy &amp;amp; Mandy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SyFl9-7mDZI/AAAAAAAAAG0/PTtSTTLLFV8/s1600-h/PICT0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SyFl9-7mDZI/AAAAAAAAAG0/PTtSTTLLFV8/s200/PICT0019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413720342615428498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Noah &amp;amp; Gray at Coco Key's&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-2416362087016746196?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/2416362087016746196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=2416362087016746196' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/2416362087016746196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/2416362087016746196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2009/12/fun-pictures.html' title='Fun Pictures'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SyFkZqZU3bI/AAAAAAAAAGc/YdRpERU0Bn8/s72-c/PICT0063.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-7655571826783127282</id><published>2009-12-10T14:50:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T14:57:22.116-06:00</updated><title type='text'>NO MORE SNOW DAYS!</title><content type='html'>Lincoln Public School out for 3 days in a row...It is unheard of, and yet here we are having our 3rd day in a row stuck at home.  I'm not enjoying the sound of whining and complaining...fighting and arguing.  I'm ready for them to be back with their teachers.  I don't sound like a very good mother right now I know.  I was able to get out with the boys for a little bit.  Did some Christmas shopping, mailed my brothers present to Germany, and ate at McDonalds.  What a ZOO!!!! Everyone had the same idea I think. Lets all meet at McDonalds and see how many people we can fit into one booth so everyone in the restaurant has a place to sit!  Gray spilled soda everywhere, ate ketchup straight out of the cup, and I was sweating because there wasn't anywhere for me to place my coat if I took it off.  Now I'm ready for a nap or for their dad to get off work.  5 o'clock where r u?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-7655571826783127282?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/7655571826783127282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=7655571826783127282' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/7655571826783127282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/7655571826783127282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2009/12/no-more-snow-days.html' title='NO MORE SNOW DAYS!'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-3392775316440909583</id><published>2009-12-09T13:48:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T13:53:55.740-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Computer Contest!!!</title><content type='html'>So you have to check out this WONDERFUL...INSPIRATIONAL BLOG I follow! She is having a computer giveaway contest! MckMama has a darling family, and many great words from the heart! You won't be disappointed following her!  http://mckgiveaways.blogspot.com/2009/12/hp-touchsmart-giveaway.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-3392775316440909583?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/3392775316440909583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=3392775316440909583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/3392775316440909583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/3392775316440909583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2009/12/computer-contest.html' title='Computer Contest!!!'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-8099875127657296162</id><published>2009-12-07T08:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T09:05:19.932-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Love your Neighbor?</title><content type='html'>So the Bible says in Leviticus 19: 18....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do not seek revenge or bear a grudge against one of your people, but love your neighbor as yourself. I am the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm wondering if I have to take that literally...Do I really have to love my neighbor? Of course I know the answer to that but for me to love my neighbor will take a lot of help from the big guy from who these words came from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We moved into our house a little over a year ago and our neighbor has given us the impression time &amp;amp; time again that he doesn't like us.  Our house has been a rental so I think they have had quite a few people in and out over the years so maybe he thinks we will be the same way. Sorry we are here to stay.  Another neighbor says he doesn't like kids, again sorry we have 4 of them.  We have walked on egg shells, been overly nice, kept our kids quiet if we are outside at the same time, always wave when we see them, we especially Kevin have went above and beyond.  He once returned Kevin's wave with a groan and an eye roll. They once accused our cat of stealing one of their Koi fish from their pond in their backyard. Isn't it funny that the night of this said incident our cat was resting comfortably downstairs on Liv's bed and he doesn't have claws. Oh and I'm sure it couldn't  be one of the many raccoons we have running a muck in the neighborhood after dark.   So I'm writing this today because of the snow. There were a few days last winter that I scooped the sidewalk clear to their driveway while they were at work so that he didn't have to do it when he got home. Was I kissing up? DEFINITELY!  I thought maybe it would show him that we were nice people.  So this morning after I took the kids to school I noticed he had already been up and used his snow blower on his driveway and on the sidewalk in front of his house and all the way to the driveway to the neighbor on the other side of him.  However he made a definite stop on our property line with a big pile of his snow  blown on to our sidewalk.  So when I went out to scoop I had a little extra! : ) How thoughtful! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all this to say I have a hard time loving him.  So I will ask God to help me forgive him and ask him for encouragement to keep on trying to be a GREAT neighbor to Mr. Scrooge.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-8099875127657296162?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/8099875127657296162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=8099875127657296162' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/8099875127657296162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/8099875127657296162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2009/12/love-your-neighbor.html' title='Love your Neighbor?'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-1490897826958838469</id><published>2009-12-06T17:12:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T17:16:05.813-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!</title><content type='html'>What a great Sunday it has been. Snowing since this morning. There is a beautiful blanket of white all around. House is cleaned....Christmas trees are up....Christmas lights are a glow....Chilli is simmering on the stove...cinnamon rolls are in the oven...we have some Christmas goodies made.... Oh what a day! Family, Fun, Smiles, Laughter, &amp;amp; Joy all around! Just one of those perfect days!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-1490897826958838469?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/1490897826958838469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=1490897826958838469' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/1490897826958838469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/1490897826958838469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2009/12/let-it-snow-let-it-snow-let-it-snow.html' title='Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-3590566182420553373</id><published>2009-11-23T12:01:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T08:42:30.377-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Let The Birthday Week Begin!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SwvwsIT_vuI/AAAAAAAAAGE/S5-UtUBhfFg/s1600/DSC_0089.JPG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 133px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407680418524675810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SwvwsIT_vuI/AAAAAAAAAGE/S5-UtUBhfFg/s200/DSC_0089.JPG.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/Swvwr5bE_0I/AAAAAAAAAF8/o4FJ2js3VPo/s1600/DSC_0088.JPG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 133px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407680414527848258" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/Swvwr5bE_0I/AAAAAAAAAF8/o4FJ2js3VPo/s200/DSC_0088.JPG.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SwvwrViikWI/AAAAAAAAAF0/JCTQO7AVxVw/s1600/DSC_0084.JPG+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 127px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407680404895469922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SwvwrViikWI/AAAAAAAAAF0/JCTQO7AVxVw/s200/DSC_0084.JPG+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Wed. my little "Noah Bear" will be turning 7. Just typing this brings tears to my eyes. Where has the time gone. I remember when my little 7lb 11oz. baby boy came into this world on a Monday afternoon at 3:08pm. The cutest little guy I have ever seen and at that moment I was head over heels in love!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has had the nickname "Bear" from the time he took his first breath, and he is every bit a cuddly snuggley bear. His eyelashes go on and on and on, everyone we meet mentions them. He loves soccer, and football, and wants to be a football player when he grows up then join the army. He loves hunting with Grandpa, playing legos , and loves everything Starwars! He is a ball of unending energy, and likes to pester his sisters. (thats an understatement) He loves school and is a great reader. His best friends are Nick, Tanner,&amp;amp; his cousins. His favorite color is blue &amp;amp; red. Loves the Huskers! His favorite food is spaghetti and favorite restaurant is Red Robin! He loves telling his baby brother about having Jesus in his heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are taking him to Coco Key's Water Park tomorrow night to spend the night and then spend Wed. all day swimming and going down waterslides. This is a surprise to him so I am excited!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noah Bear I love you so much!!! Happy Birthday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-3590566182420553373?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/3590566182420553373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=3590566182420553373' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/3590566182420553373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/3590566182420553373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2009/11/let-birthday-week-begin.html' title='Let The Birthday Week Begin!!!!'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SwvwsIT_vuI/AAAAAAAAAGE/S5-UtUBhfFg/s72-c/DSC_0089.JPG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-2698536362876126383</id><published>2009-11-21T09:07:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T09:17:21.874-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Calories</title><content type='html'>I heard something this morning that blew my mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The average person consumes 5000 calories on Thanksgiving Day! WOW! That's a lot.   That includes turkey, mashed potatoes, gravy, stuffing, green bean casserole, dinner rolls, sweet potatoes, and of course pumpkin pie.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advice to make your day less...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plan ahead, use ingredients that have no fat or less fat. Skip out on seconds. Only eat the things you really love don't waste calories on things you don't care that much for but feel like you must take some. Be creative.....find new recipes, start new traditions. Plan an activity after dinner when you feel like sleeping. A long family walk, a game of family football out in the yard, the Wii.... Most important make the holiday about "Giving Thanks" for what God has given to you! Not about food....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-2698536362876126383?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/2698536362876126383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=2698536362876126383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/2698536362876126383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/2698536362876126383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanksgiving-calories.html' title='Thanksgiving Calories'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-8765562885675438258</id><published>2009-11-20T09:22:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T09:59:57.593-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mad  Dash Mommy at Target!!!</title><content type='html'>This morning I witnessed a little bit of mad chaos at my FAVORITE store in the WORLD!!! You all know how much you LOVE Super Target too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom and I went there last night so I could help her get all the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;grand kids&lt;/span&gt; gifts for Christmas. I was also looking for a remote controlled car for Gray, that may I add was on sale and I had a $10 off coupon for. Well they were out of it but told me to check back in the morning because one and only one was coming in on the truck and would be on the shelf at 8 am when they opened the doors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well beings target is just 1 (and only 1 close) block from Noah's school I zipped over there after I kissed him and quickly shooed him out of the van. ( &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Geesh&lt;/span&gt; Noah walk faster &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; in a hurry to get to Target...did I really just admit that) I arrived at 8:05 and there were a lot of cars in the parking lot, about 50 more than usual. (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; how do I know how many cars are usually in the parking lot at that time?.......&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hmmmm&lt;/span&gt; didn't I say its my favorite store.) May I also add that I hadn't brushed my hair and Gray &amp;amp; I were both still in P.J's. (No one will tell my husband this he would die) I briskly (or kind of ran) walked to the toy section and to my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;SURPRISE&lt;/span&gt; was 1 and only 1 car. Which was swiftly thrown into my cart and covered with my coat while Gray was fixated on a Dora doll that he wants. (and he is not getting) Then suddenly I remembered why I put my heavy coat on...I wasn't wearing a bra. (who wears one with their P.J's..and another thing my husband must never know.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the DREADED thing happened.....I ran into someone I knew. I tried to wipe the mascara from yesterday off from under my eyes, and hide the fact I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;wasn't&lt;/span&gt; wearing a bra and had my P.J's on. Then I realized all the mommy's kind of looked the same except one and I assume she has a nanny because without one how can one possibly look that good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well as I walked around with a proud smile on my face because my trip was successful there were many that didn't, they had the look of frustration and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;disappointment&lt;/span&gt;. They were there after one thing a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ZUU&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ZUU&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sp&lt;/span&gt;?) Pet. What is this? I didn't know either. It's an Electronic Pet Hamster. WHAT? That's what everyone is going crazy over? &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Supposedly&lt;/span&gt; they got 8 of them in and that wasn't enough for the 15 drooling Pit Bull Moms who were sprinting for them with their claws out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made my way out and thought to myself... I sure am glad my kids don't want a hamster, my claws are in such a desperate need of a manicure I would sure hate to be fighting Moms for one.&lt;br /&gt;Just Kidding!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-8765562885675438258?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/8765562885675438258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=8765562885675438258' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/8765562885675438258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/8765562885675438258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2009/11/mad-dash-mommy-at-target.html' title='Mad  Dash Mommy at Target!!!'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-1989941059481499970</id><published>2009-11-19T09:32:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T09:41:07.104-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Never Run With Scissors....I mean Paper</title><content type='html'>Ok ,  around 3:00 pm yesterday Grayson was running with a paper sword he rolled up himself and had a little accident. He poked himself in the eye.  After listening to him cry for 1 hr. I called the eye Dr. and took him in.  Dr. Reins found a chunk the size of a pencil eraser cut out right in the middle of his cornea. OUCH!!!! He said we must have a very tough guy for him to even have his eye open.  (We kind of had the same thing happen with Noah when he was around this age)  So he sent us home with eye drops, and instructions to give him benadryl to knock him out, tylenol, and a low key, dark environment for the next 2 days!!!! So blinds are pulled shut light are off and we are relaxing. They checked his vision and he could not see anything out of the injured eye which they expected but I think it is fine already this morning! They will check it tomorrow when we go in to have it checked!!!  No more paper swords for this boy! My friend Wendy said, " It's all fun and games till someone gets a chunk of cornea ripped out." I thought that was really FUNNY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-1989941059481499970?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/1989941059481499970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=1989941059481499970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/1989941059481499970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/1989941059481499970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2009/11/never-run-with-scissorsi-mean-paper.html' title='Never Run With Scissors....I mean Paper'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-8385763231805754718</id><published>2009-11-18T08:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T08:37:39.110-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Worst Day Ever.... -Noah</title><content type='html'>Ok...so yesterday I picked Noah up from school and it is always the highlight of my day. Watching him skip to the car with a HUGE smile on his face is PRICELESS!!! However, yesterday was different. I spotted by little "Bear" coming out of the building with a very sad face : ( I opened the door and said.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Noah what's wrong?"&lt;br /&gt;Noah:  "Mom I had the Worst day ever."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Noah what happened?" (expecting something awful because of his expression)&lt;br /&gt;Noah: "The two girls I like the best hurt my feelings...Morgan was braghing that she was a better writer than me and Haley told me to zip my lips because I was talking."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried not to laugh because it seemed like such silly things to be so upset about but I hugged him and told him.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  "Sometimes people say things that they don't mean, and we have to forgive them because that's what Jesus would want us to do. "&lt;br /&gt;Noah: "Ok but I better tell them to get Jesus in their hearts so they won't talk  mean to people anymore."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Well even though we have Jesus in our hearts doesn't mean we don't make mistakes."&lt;br /&gt;Noah: "Mom you should be a Sunday School Teacher becuase you sound just like one!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my Little Noah Bear!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-8385763231805754718?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/8385763231805754718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=8385763231805754718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/8385763231805754718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/8385763231805754718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-worst-day-ever-noah.html' title='My Worst Day Ever.... -Noah'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-7453268250499077778</id><published>2009-11-17T09:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T09:28:15.342-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Closet?</title><content type='html'>I'm wondering if most women look in their closet and see a majority of one color or are their closets a varitey of colors! Like a rainbow! I walked into my closet this morning and thought do I wear black of black. Sure I have clothes that are pink, red, blue, green, and even orange (my mom once told me that blondes can't wear yellow or orange but I'm a rebel) .  However I will have to admit that 3/4 of my closet is black. When I shop and see a new top I usually see if it comes in black.  Not sure why. More slimming? So my goal is to not buy anything black for 6 months.  Try something new!!! What colors are the majority of your clothes?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-7453268250499077778?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/7453268250499077778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=7453268250499077778' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/7453268250499077778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/7453268250499077778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2009/11/black-closet.html' title='Black Closet?'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-8767998543024654806</id><published>2009-11-13T23:51:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T23:57:38.752-06:00</updated><title type='text'>LOCK IN</title><content type='html'>Tonight the twins are at their first church lock in.... They were so excited! I remember having lock-ins at my church when I was in junior high and high school. They were going swimming and playing basketball at the Ymca then the girls were getting bussed back to the church for the remainder of the time and the boys stay at the Y. I think that is a great idea. Keep boys and girls separated!!!! So&lt;em&gt;  &lt;/em&gt;I will pick them up at 7 am and then we are in for a treat. Tired and crabby girls for the rest of the weekend! Fun for us!!! I made them do their homework, cleaning, and laundry before they could go so they wouldn't have to worry about it this weekend!   I'm excited for them I have great memories of these fun nights once upon a time when I was young!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-8767998543024654806?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/8767998543024654806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=8767998543024654806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/8767998543024654806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/8767998543024654806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2009/11/lock-in.html' title='LOCK IN'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-8663274378754954543</id><published>2009-11-12T16:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T16:34:57.172-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Where Did October Go?</title><content type='html'>October! October! Where did you go? Its the middle of November and my favorite month of the year has come and gone. October was a busy month. We had out first snow, Grayson turned 3, halloween, pumpkin patch, Kevin had his appendix out, girls both had strep throat, Andy had his surgery, Kevin &amp;amp; I's 11th wedding anniversary, OH YEAH AND I WENT TO EUROPE!!!! WOW! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin is fully recovered, Andy is home after almost 3 weeks in the hospital, and I had a GREAT time in Europe. Allison &amp;amp; I traveled to Geneva, Switzerland...Milan, Italy....London, England....Paris, France....Brussels, Belgium...&amp;amp; Amsterdam, Holland. An amazing time, lifelong memories, great laughs, &amp;amp; a closer friendship. What more could a girl ask for? Despite having his appendix out 2 days before I left my husband did AWESOME with the kids for 2 weeks. How blessed am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun &amp;amp; Crazy times at the Fisher house! But we wouldn't do it any other way! Pictures to come!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-8663274378754954543?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/8663274378754954543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=8663274378754954543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/8663274378754954543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/8663274378754954543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2009/11/where-did-october-go.html' title='Where Did October Go?'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-3225371885902314943</id><published>2009-10-09T08:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T08:53:45.365-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Mom!!!</title><content type='html'>I am now down to 5 days until I leave for Europe...leave my kids for 2 weeks.  I'm feeling a little sad because I won't be able to talk to them while I am gone. I'm starting to fill overwhelmed by all there is to do before I go, but most of all I'm nervous about Kevin taking care of everything and being "Mr. Mom". Does he know all I do to make this house and family run smoothly.  If not I think he will have a better appreciation for it when this 2 weeks is over.  Volleyball practice, chorus, youth group, library days at school, clothes for PE days, soccer practice, football practice, soccer games, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;vball&lt;/span&gt; games, football games, volunteering at Noah's school, what day we carpool which day we don't, Noah's school snack, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Grayson's&lt;/span&gt; potty schedule, when to put dinner on the table so it doesn't interfere with evening activities, birthday parties, where to pick up and drop off at both schools, what time to leave the house so your not stuck in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;traffic&lt;/span&gt; at one school so you can get to the other one on time. Wow its exhausting just thinking about it.  I know I have to let it all go and just trust that it will all get done and if something gets missed then life will go on.  Or if they eat McDonalds happy meals for 2 weeks they won't die. (Maybe put on 5 lbs. but not die) I want to go away and not worry about anything and enjoy this time away with Allison.  Knowing that I may never have a 2 week vacation away from my responsibilities again. Well I better get started on the BIG calendar I'm making for Kevin that will be taped across our dining room wall ...so BIG he will be able to see everything  he has to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;remember&lt;/span&gt; while I'm sitting in Paris at a cafe enjoying tea and pastries!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-3225371885902314943?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/3225371885902314943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=3225371885902314943' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/3225371885902314943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/3225371885902314943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2009/10/mr-mom.html' title='Mr. Mom!!!'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-7694437598433826946</id><published>2009-10-02T15:52:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T16:56:03.542-05:00</updated><title type='text'>KUDOS to Glamour!!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok so I will admit I have an addiction...Its to magazines. I love them, I love reading about face products, styling products , what in whats out in fashion, whats the latest exercise craze. I love it love it love it... You may even find me with paper cuts on my wrist from rubbing the perfume samples on myself. : )You know how some women love it when their husbands bring them flowers I would love it more if I was to get a magazine. (now I'm not crazy I love flowers too...Oh just the thought of red gerber daisies makes me giddy)   I don't have to many I get delivered to my house only Shape, Marie Claire, Weight Watchers, and Glamour.  I only pay for these because I have this problem that when little kids come to my door selling magazines I can't say NO. Others I read on my night out. I try to take a "me" night once a week and it often includes a Starbucks latte and a mag. at Barnes and Nobles.  I think they probably cringe everytime they see me come in and say to themselves, there is that lady who reads all our magazines and never buys one.  Ok so to my point about why I'm saying Kudos (sp?) to Glamour.  (Oh and by the way I also cut out any bad words about "sex" on the cover so when they are sitting around my house my kids don't see it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last month Glamour ran a picture about a PLUS SIZE MODEL....Did you know I could be a PLUS SIZE MODEL because that means your a size 10 or 12.  In modeling if you are a 6 or above you are often moved up to plus sized modeling. But we call plus size clothing anything size 14 and up.  It makes no sense.  I think a 10 or 12 is average not plus size. But I guess when your comparing them to the average model who is a size 0 it is plus size. Well they ran a picture of a 21 yr old named Lizzie Miller who is a size 12-14. She is beautiful, she has a little tummy pooch and everything.  They also state that this size is the average American Womens size, and the size of Marilyn Monroe and Liz Taylor back in the day when they were all that.  All this to say the feedback that Glamour has recieved is amazing.  Men writing in to say Thank you for putting women in that have curves and real bodies, and women saying thank you for putting women in that they can actually realte to as far as body types. So Glamour this month has put a photo in with 7 plus size models or sz 10-14 and all are beautiful, and stated that they are going to start putting a lot more normal size women in their issues so that women start feeling and seeing more of the norm. The 7 models they have in the picture have been models before at a smaller size and didn't have healthy lives because they were trying to be skinnier than what was healthy for them.  They state that being skinny is not bad, but when your a larger boned woman don't try to make your self a size 0 or 2 be the healthiest you can be in your own body and if that means your a size 10 and not a 6 be ok with it.  Embrace what God gave you and love yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what size I am has been an issue since I was younger but Im glad I am at a place where I am glad and thankful for the body God gave me. I strive to be healthy and live a healthy lifestyle, and am so thankful that I have children even though carrying babies caused my body to have some imperfections.....I love every last imperfection...well most of the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-7694437598433826946?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/7694437598433826946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=7694437598433826946' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/7694437598433826946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/7694437598433826946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2009/10/kudos-to-glamour.html' title='KUDOS to Glamour!!!!'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-4171276958636731790</id><published>2009-10-02T11:14:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T11:19:08.941-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Soup Recipe for Jen</title><content type='html'>Vegetable Cheese Soup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Chicken Bouillin Cubes&lt;br /&gt;1Quart of Chicken Broth&lt;br /&gt;4 cups of diced potatoes&lt;br /&gt;2 cups of diced celery&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup diced onion&lt;br /&gt;2 cups of diced carrots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cook above for 20 min then add:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-20oz. bag frozen broc. &amp;amp; cauli. mix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cook until all vegetables are tender. Add 2 cans of cream of chicken soup, 1 can of water, &amp;amp; 1lb. of velveeta cheese. Cook on low heat until melted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy! So Yummy! This is my kids favorite and is even better warmed up the next day for leftovers...I love soup season!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-4171276958636731790?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/4171276958636731790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=4171276958636731790' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/4171276958636731790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/4171276958636731790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2009/10/soup-recipe-for-jen.html' title='A Soup Recipe for Jen'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-658557614720216053</id><published>2009-09-30T10:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T10:16:28.715-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleaning Fairy...Where r u?</title><content type='html'>Why is it so hard to clean house.  I'm a stay at home mom for cryin out loud.  Im having a party at me house in the very near future and I need to clean.  I have 3 levels and I have been planning on taking one level a day and deep cleaning.  The basement first, then the upstairs then the main level.  But I have no motivation.  Having Noah home has consumed alot of my time but he does sleep alot. But then I am playing with Gray.  I feel like when I spend all day working on laundry just trying to stay caught up and picking up one mess after another with Gray and nursing Noah back to health I dont want to clean.  I want to sit and do nothing.  Then i have to fit in homework and bonding with the twins, a workout and doing 3 meals a day for our family... I am pooped just thinking about it.  God will not give me than I can handle RIGHT? I would like to hire someone to come clean but I don't feel like paying someone our money when I am capable of doing it.  So if anyone knows of any cleaning fairies please send them my way.  PLEASE!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-658557614720216053?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/658557614720216053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=658557614720216053' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/658557614720216053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/658557614720216053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2009/09/cleaning-fairywhere-r-u.html' title='Cleaning Fairy...Where r u?'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-8755967458207561829</id><published>2009-09-29T17:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T17:45:36.542-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonsils...</title><content type='html'>Well this past Friday Noah went under the knife (or Laser) to get his tonsils out.  Needless to say the past few days have been a nightmare.  Friday night, Saturday, and Saturday night he was crying I was crying it was awful.  I thought the pain killers would take all the pain away for a while but I guess not.  Then it makes him sick if you don't have food in your stomach but how do you get a kid to eat when he won't even swallow his own saliva.  The Dr. said you can't be his friend about drinking you must be firm and make him.  Thank God for Kevin because he had to be the bad guy I just wanted to take him to the hospital and have him hooked up to fluids and morphine.  Yesterday we had a set back because his body is reacting badly to the pain meds, so we are trying a new one to see if he can handle it better.  Today he has had bad hours and good hours.  He is fighting woth Grayson which is bad but a good sign that he is acting a little bit more normal.  He ate oatmeal, mac-n-cheese and pancakes today. ( well little tiny bites of them) Our freezer and fridge is stocked with gatorade, yogurt, smoothies, applesauce, pudding, ice cream, popcicles, and dip-n-dots.  Everything a little one needs. (and a mom who is emotional eating !!! LOL) The nurse said days 5,6,and7 are bad again and we will feel like we had a setback.  Well those days are ahead so we will march on and perservere.  Kevin did mention that we should have had Grayson's out at the same time so we could have had one weekend and week with   both boys mute......LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-8755967458207561829?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/8755967458207561829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=8755967458207561829' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/8755967458207561829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/8755967458207561829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2009/09/tonsils.html' title='Tonsils...'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-3231141080817471556</id><published>2009-09-01T09:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T09:49:28.844-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Potty Training</title><content type='html'>Well this is week 2 of toilet training for Gray.  We have had lots of successes and a few accidents along the way.  I lost him at Kohls for about 5 min and why my heart had almost stopped because of fright he was hiding from me in a rack of clothes pooping in his new Diego underwear!  Fun Fun!!  Then as he pooped on the floor in his room one morning he came to tell me there was a scary yicky banana on the floor. ( Which was the terd : ) )  Fun Fun !!!  His new word for his private is Wenis so that will be nice when someday he is in school and tells his teacher and friends he has a wenis.  I am so enjoying our time together when the other kids are in school.  We laugh a lot and are making some great memories!!!  Heres to another day of potty training!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-3231141080817471556?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/3231141080817471556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=3231141080817471556' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/3231141080817471556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/3231141080817471556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2009/09/potty-training.html' title='Potty Training'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-3841562033192845932</id><published>2009-08-14T01:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T01:35:22.344-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking into a New Chapter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SoUCk3T0RgI/AAAAAAAAAFY/vb6yHSfmi2A/s1600-h/PICT0729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SoUCk3T0RgI/AAAAAAAAAFY/vb6yHSfmi2A/s200/PICT0729.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369700963054798338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well these are it...These are the tennis shoes that will be taking my babies to middle school in 6 days.  The tennis shoes that they had to have.  The tennis shoes that I think are not so cute but felt like i needed to tell them I LOVE THEM if you do.  The shoes that will be walking my daughters into a new chapter, a new beginning, a new story.  Wow I can remember my first day of middle school. New Friends...Locker Combinations...P.E. lockers....dances...lots of new teachers...and a sense that I was growing up and having more  freedom.  I'm frightened for them.  I remember kids being mean in middle school and now a days they seem to be worse.  I hope that Kevin and I have raised our kids to show respect and  be friends with everyone, not to gossip and not to spread rumors.  To treat others as you would want to be treated.  I hope they know I am here for them when they have had a bad day, or when they need someone to laugh with or need someone to hold them as they cry.  I can't wait to celebrate their victories and help them learn from their failures.  My little babies no more? Yes of course I can call them my babies forever!!! I love you Liv &amp;amp; Lex&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-3841562033192845932?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/3841562033192845932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=3841562033192845932' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/3841562033192845932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/3841562033192845932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2009/08/walking-into-new-chapter.html' title='Walking into a New Chapter'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SoUCk3T0RgI/AAAAAAAAAFY/vb6yHSfmi2A/s72-c/PICT0729.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-8217943744798148221</id><published>2009-07-30T15:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T15:21:28.587-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Longest Bike Ride Ever.....</title><content type='html'>So this morning I decided it would be fun to go on a long bike ride with the Fisher four... When I was training for the half marathon I ran to Antelope Park (27&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; A st.) which was just under 6 miles from my house on the bike path. ( We live on 28&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; Pine Lake Area right behind South &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Pointe&lt;/span&gt; Mall.)  So I packed a picnic and told Kevin to give us an hour then meet us at the park for lunch.  So we strapped on helmets, pumped up low tires and embarked on our journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I led the pack with Noah right behind bumping my back tire every once in awhile.  He kept saying,  "mom I think your back tire is flat." I would say each time, "Noah its pumped up all the way it just looks flat because its getting squished by my butt and 32 lbs of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Grayson&lt;/span&gt; in his seat above the tire."  Liv was behind Noah and Lexi brought up the end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45 min later we made it to the park and had a great lunch with Daddy Fisher who thought I was a nut case for taking them on that long of a bike ride.  The girls begged him to put their bikes in his trunk and give them a ride home but he refused. (I was secretly wishing he would do the same for me.) I had to be the strong one and say oh kids it won't be that bad just 6 miles home, only up hill a few times.  So we took off and I looked behind as Kevin drove off and I couldn't help but be extremely jealous of him.  Within 200 feet from the park I was hearing someone from the rear of our caravan saying, "My butt hurts so bad I can't ride any further, I'm gonna walk I can't go all the way home." I kept riding ignoring her because I felt the same way but I was not about to show weakness I Mommy Fisher had to be strong to lead these 4 home.  45 min later stopping to walk our bikes up 2 hills and telling Lexi that I would not come back to get her if she did chose to stay on a street corner we made it home.  Home to the couch...to water....to no whining at least for a little while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-8217943744798148221?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/8217943744798148221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=8217943744798148221' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/8217943744798148221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/8217943744798148221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2009/07/longest-bike-ride-ever.html' title='The Longest Bike Ride Ever.....'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-5235220532135391231</id><published>2009-07-28T15:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T15:38:42.637-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy Stay Home?</title><content type='html'>This afternoon after I dropped the twins off at a birthday party I took the boys out for a fun filled date with Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; First stop...McDonalds!!! We ate there only because my "Mommy Brain" was not working and I asked them where they wanted to go for lunch instead of saying, "boys were going to Subway."   Of course they are going to pick McDonalds.  Thank God there were so many kids in the play area that my little guys didn't even want to try to go in and play.  I often wonder if I'm the only parent who has an issue with the smell that comes out of the playroom at McDonalds.  You know the smell thats a cross between urine, stinky feet, boogers and snot, and old soggy french fries. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed to play a round of minature golf.  Well actually we played 2 for the price of 1 because the kid working felt sorry for me that I payed to play and the boys play so fast that I don't really get to play.  So after 36 holes of golf ...Noah peeing in the tree at hole 10...3 balls fished out of the pond....Gray hitting me in the leg every time he swung his club...and tears when we had to leave we made it to the car only to hear this from Noah.  Thanks for taking us golfing Mom but do you think you could start working and Daddy could stay home with us because we have more fun with him....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-5235220532135391231?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/5235220532135391231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=5235220532135391231' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/5235220532135391231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/5235220532135391231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2009/07/daddy-stay-home.html' title='Daddy Stay Home?'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-5045606923510775514</id><published>2009-07-21T13:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T13:42:52.580-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cereal</title><content type='html'>I can't open our cupboard without dealing with cereal boxes.  This is so frustrating because I don't know why we have to have so many different kinds.  We love it, we often eat it for dinner when Kevin is traveling.  (Kevin refuses to eat breakfast food at any other time of day other than morning.) However our obsession with it is getting out of control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noah &amp;amp; Gray have to have #1. Cinnamon Toast Crunch that is their favorite.  Alexa has to have #2. Strawberry frosted Shredded Mini Wheats &amp;amp; #3. Golden Grahams. Liv prefers #4. Fruity Pebbles.   Kevin needs#5.  Kashi Oat Clusters.  I need #6 Raisin Bran, #7Bran Flakes, and when I'm wanting something sweet for a snack #8.Cocoa Krispies.  We always have a box of #9 Rice Krispies because you never know when you need to make Rice Krispy bars.  So if you count that up that's 9 boxes of cereal taking over our Lazy Susan cupboard.  Kevin cuts the tops of the boxes off so they wont get in the way...that helps a little.  I told the kids this morning we all need to get on the same page and eat the same kind of cereal or they were all gonna have to keep their own boxes in their rooms.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-5045606923510775514?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/5045606923510775514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=5045606923510775514' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/5045606923510775514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/5045606923510775514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2009/07/cereal.html' title='Cereal'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-6820201031573230752</id><published>2009-07-18T23:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T00:04:20.335-05:00</updated><title type='text'>July Moments!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SmKkqAm0c-I/AAAAAAAAAEg/DehJrJAOCUM/s1600-h/PICT0643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SmKkqAm0c-I/AAAAAAAAAEg/DehJrJAOCUM/s200/PICT0643.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360027548148593634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                              Cousins all bundled up watching the Fireworks!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SmKkqDeauxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ydT8nkEjazk/s1600-h/PICT0664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SmKkqDeauxI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ydT8nkEjazk/s200/PICT0664.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360027548918659858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                        Our Night Out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SmKkNgnxDjI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/MiZSPNemd44/s1600-h/PICT0611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SmKkNgnxDjI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/MiZSPNemd44/s200/PICT0611.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360027058526293554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                  Andy, Me &amp;amp; Trish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SmKkNSssolI/AAAAAAAAAEI/isNF6YoQFGg/s1600-h/PICT0581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SmKkNSssolI/AAAAAAAAAEI/isNF6YoQFGg/s200/PICT0581.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360027054788878930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                    Lexi, Maddie &amp;amp; Liv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SmKkM4tk_hI/AAAAAAAAAEA/ZTtOX7ehBHw/s1600-h/PICT0577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SmKkM4tk_hI/AAAAAAAAAEA/ZTtOX7ehBHw/s200/PICT0577.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360027047813250578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                       The 3 Sisters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SmKkMk30jNI/AAAAAAAAAD4/uOshFS_vq0E/s1600-h/PICT0544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SmKkMk30jNI/AAAAAAAAAD4/uOshFS_vq0E/s200/PICT0544.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360027042487504082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                           Noah riding in Grandpa's boat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SmKkMTSrswI/AAAAAAAAADw/ZWMGJgt4D4g/s1600-h/PICT0567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SmKkMTSrswI/AAAAAAAAADw/ZWMGJgt4D4g/s200/PICT0567.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360027037768332034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                        Mohawks!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So since the last time I have blogged Gray did get over his illness.  Not without going through an entire box of diapers and a whole tube of desitin over the 4th of July weekend.  We had a blast though celebrating Trish's birthday and the 4th.  Hanging out with our cousins....eating homemade ice cream, sitting in Grandma &amp;amp; Papas new hot tub, jumping on  the trampoline and bundling up in sweatshirts and blankets to watch the fireworks.  Only in Nebraska could that happen....  The twins also got to spend an entire week going to camp at Covenant Cedars.  They had a blast meeting new friends, making Uncle Andy laugh and learning about God.  Liv even left with a few scars (on her chin, chest, hands, and shoulder) that will forever remind her of her fun week.  They didn't even act like they missed me.  We also spent a couple days at the water park with Aunt Mandy, Drew, Micah James, &amp;amp; Taytum which will always be remembered.  My mom Trish, Andy and I all went out to eat one night and talked and laughed a great cherished memory.  I love laughing with Andy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Grandma Karen came from Las Vegas.  This is only the second time she has seen Gray and first time to see our new house.  The kids made her a birthday cake since she celebrated her 65th birthday this past week.  We are looking forward to having a great week with her.  Speaking of birthdays my dear friend from high school turned 30 today!  I miss you Liz!  It is also Andy's 28th birthday tomorrow so we are looking forward to seeing him! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm signing off and going to bed wrestling a ? I think every Mom has to wrestle sometime in her life....To shave or not to shave???? My 11 yr olds think they need to shave their legs.  They are starting the 6th grade and everyone does it mom....everyones Moms let them...we will be the only girls in 6th grade that dont shave...can you hear it now coming from their mouths.  I dont remember when I started but my Mom said in the 6th grade.  I guess I just dont want them to grow up. I want them to stay my little girls forever.  I told them I would let them know by Monday.  Don't take days forgranted...time goes so fast...hold on to your  babies because they grow up way to fast.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-6820201031573230752?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/6820201031573230752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=6820201031573230752' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/6820201031573230752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/6820201031573230752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2009/07/july-moments.html' title='July Moments!!!'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SmKkqAm0c-I/AAAAAAAAAEg/DehJrJAOCUM/s72-c/PICT0643.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-2917956112819058183</id><published>2009-07-02T08:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T08:30:30.972-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Holiday=Another Illness</title><content type='html'>It always happens....It is unavoidable....Someone always gets sick when a holiday is here.  My sister arrives tonight at our house from Arkansas for the weekend, it is her birthday and we are celebrating the 4th of July.  A huge fun filled... family filled... weekend and Gray wakes up sick today.  We always have strep at Christmas, the flu at Easter, and Colds or Flu on Thanksgiving..All other holidays or family weekends Gray usually has his normal snot all over his face and everyone looks at him like he has the SWINE FLU.... My family has become hesitant to even make plans with us because we make everyone sick.  So today Gray has massive diarrhea and a fever URGH!!!!!  He has sores on his behind and wants to be held.  Potty training is out the door and diapers must remain on except this morning when I thought it would be a good idea to air his butt out a bit and he pooped all over the bathroom rug. So I was out in my nightgown using the hose to spray off the rug.  My neighbor looked at me like I was a crazy woman.  So I pray that the Lord put his healing hands on my little Grayson and make him better.  Really SOON!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-2917956112819058183?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/2917956112819058183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=2917956112819058183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/2917956112819058183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/2917956112819058183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2009/07/another-holidayanother-illness.html' title='Another Holiday=Another Illness'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-6463799375331691661</id><published>2009-03-06T13:49:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T13:54:53.445-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring???</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Could it be spring?  I love this weather.  I just got done running at Holmes Lake with Grayson and it was wonderful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  Im sad that my mood is so influenced by the weather.  I need to pray for that whole contentment thing that my life seems to be lacking.  I find myself always wanting circumstances to be different.  Gray fell asleep sometime on the run and my ipod was dead so I talked with him the entire time and didn't even realize he wasn't awake... I probably looked silly talking to a kid who was snoring and drooling.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-6463799375331691661?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/6463799375331691661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=6463799375331691661' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/6463799375331691661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/6463799375331691661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring.html' title='Spring???'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-6203513093221562946</id><published>2009-02-09T10:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T11:07:23.400-06:00</updated><title type='text'>THE TWINS TURN 11 !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SZBhinaS6WI/AAAAAAAAACo/QF91KnCk8BU/s1600-h/the+Fishers+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300844008737794402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SZBhinaS6WI/AAAAAAAAACo/QF91KnCk8BU/s320/the+Fishers+040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is my girl's 11th Birthday! We celebrated this weekend by going to Kansas City for a little girl's trip. Just them and I talking...laughing...shopping.....eating.....movies....swimming....and laughing some more! It was a great weekend. Grandma Becky, Grandpa Dan , Uncle Andy , Aunt Mandy and cousins are coming up tonight to celebrate with pizza and cake. I can't believe they are 11 already. Where does time go? It just seems like yesterday we were bringing them home from the hospital and staring at them nervous to take them out of their carseats. Here are some fun facts about the twins.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alivia (aka Liv, Livy)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;right handed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;girly girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;favorite color is pink&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;room is pink and brown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;cheerleader&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;volleyball&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loves Taylor Swift&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;carries a purse always&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;loves lip gloss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;favorite show....icarly, extreme home makeover (cries every episode)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;messy room often&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;teacher says shes awfuly chatty...(wonder where she gets that)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;favorite food mashed potatoes, chicken strips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;has lots of friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ideal weekend would be hangin with friends shopping....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wants to be a hair stylist when she grows up (just like Aunt Emily)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wants to adopt every little baby in every orphanage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;best friend Hailey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Motherly to her brothers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Protector of her sister&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mommy's Girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alexa (aka Lex, Lexi, Smexa)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;left handed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;favorite color blue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;clean room &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;basketball&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hip hop class&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hates math&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;favorite show ....i carly...little people big world&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ideal weekend in the country riding horses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;NOT A GIRLY GIRL...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;room is blue, turq, brown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;loves to wear basketball shorts and Tshirt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hates having her hair done&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;skateboarder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;very laid back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;dislikes cheese, butter, and pizza (gets this from Aunt Trish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;favorite food....french toast, enchiladas, spaghetti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wants to be a vet of chef when she grows up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;would like to meet the Jonas Brothers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;will be helping Liv adopt all the babies in every orphanage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daddy's Girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Both of them so much alike yet so different....Two great blessings from the Lord. Whom we cherish and love so deeply......Praising God for them!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-6203513093221562946?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/6203513093221562946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=6203513093221562946' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/6203513093221562946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/6203513093221562946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2009/02/twins-turn-11.html' title='THE TWINS TURN 11 !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SZBhinaS6WI/AAAAAAAAACo/QF91KnCk8BU/s72-c/the+Fishers+040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-7044623742896557134</id><published>2009-01-23T09:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T09:22:49.793-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hide and Duck ?????</title><content type='html'>After we took kids to school this morning Grayson and I headed home for our snuggle time.  He asked me if we could play Hide and Duck.  Not knowing what he was talking about I said, " Gray do you want to play duck duck goose?" He replied, "No Mommy Hide and Duck and you hide first and I will count." So I went and hid and he counted.  1....3...9...11....2....3....4....5...9...11 here I come.  He was so funny I was watching him from behind the rocking chair tip toe around saying, " Mommy where are you?" When he finally found me he it me over the head and said, "DUCK". So I think he has the two games mixed up but we had a blast.  He continued to hide in the same spot every time which was hilarious and was confused that I was in a different spot each time. Now we are off to clean house and he wants to clean the potty....yes I hate doing that job.  : )  I love the joy I felt when I was playing with him.  Im feeling so blessed and Thankful to God who allows me to stay home with my baby.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-7044623742896557134?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/7044623742896557134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=7044623742896557134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/7044623742896557134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/7044623742896557134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2009/01/hide-and-duck.html' title='Hide and Duck ?????'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-3647644752580016552</id><published>2009-01-22T10:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T10:45:19.014-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nebraska Winters</title><content type='html'>It is a gorgeous day in Nebraska, I heard it may be in the mid 60's.  That is awesome for January.  I often get the blues in the winter.  I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; an outside person and being cooped up in the house because its 15 below is depressing to me. Kevin would like to move with his company and it would be some place warm but then I think I don't want to be away from my family.  I want my kids to grow up around their cousins and grandparents.  So today I'm praying for contentment.  Contentment despite what the temperature is outside. Also thankfulness for what God has given to us and where he has us in this time in our lives, right here in the frigid &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;mid west&lt;/span&gt;....where we have to bundle up to go outside and where we have to scrape frozen snot off of our kids faces....Enjoy this lovely spring like day!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Be Joyful Always... pray continually....give thanks in all circumstances, for this is God's will for you in Christ Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;1Thessalonians 5:18&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-3647644752580016552?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/3647644752580016552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=3647644752580016552' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/3647644752580016552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/3647644752580016552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2009/01/nebraska-winters.html' title='Nebraska Winters'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-5617758681053013726</id><published>2009-01-05T12:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T13:54:59.518-06:00</updated><title type='text'>December 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SWJjNXUEUbI/AAAAAAAAACY/eWDiYc86cfI/s1600-h/PICT0182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287897993734017458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SWJjNXUEUbI/AAAAAAAAACY/eWDiYc86cfI/s320/PICT0182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SWJirADFiuI/AAAAAAAAACQ/LsvIrcFDD-k/s1600-h/the+Fishers+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287897403373226722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SWJirADFiuI/AAAAAAAAACQ/LsvIrcFDD-k/s320/the+Fishers+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SWJiIl8xGMI/AAAAAAAAACI/pzmPtb2SGzE/s1600-h/PICT0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287896812251846850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SWJiIl8xGMI/AAAAAAAAACI/pzmPtb2SGzE/s320/PICT0026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;December was a Great time at the Fisher House. It was the first Christmas in our new house and Grayson is at such a cute age and his excitement was Awesome. We started our holiday festivities with the kids Christmas pagent at church. Noah played Joseph and had to walk Mary and Baby Jesus down the isle. He was so cute and I cried like a baby..... The girls were in a play and sang. Alivia also had a part in the Christmas on 84th St. play, she had a lot of fun preparing for it and the 4 performances were great....I also cried at that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Christmas Eve we had Angie and Brian over after church for time of fellowship and Kevin and I had a great evening putting out gifts from Santa. The girls dont believe in Santa anymore and Noah was glad we put the fire out in our fireplace before we went to bed so Santa didn't burn his butt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;We spent Christmas Day and the rest of the weekend spending time with all the Grandparents....Aunts.....Uncles.....and Cousins..... My sister Trish and her family were back from Arkansas and we had a great time staying up late eating...laughing...playing games.... We were sad to have them leave on New Years Day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;We also passed around the stomach flu and Strep throat so that was not so fun. Gray had it the worst and then passed it on to Grandma Becky, Grandpa Dan, and Aunt Em.....SORRY GUYS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;My Cousin Siera got engaged to Chris Madison on Christmas Eve so an April wedding is fast approaching and we are all really excited for them. My brother and sister -inlaw welcomed a son Elijah Daniel the week before Christmas on my Birthday.....We are so excited about this new gift to our family. And yes I did turn "30" and Noah is so glad I did not turn old and crusty. Kevin threw me a party at Old Chicago with my family and all my friends so that was a fun night . My brother Jason made it back from Iraq the afternoon before my party so that was a great Birthday Gift. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Most importantly we have been celebrating the birth of our Savior Jesus. We are so so so greatful for the gift of eternal life....And it is with much Joy to see my children understand the real meaning of Christmas. Happy New Year to all of you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-5617758681053013726?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/5617758681053013726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=5617758681053013726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/5617758681053013726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/5617758681053013726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2009/01/december-2008.html' title='December 2008'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SWJjNXUEUbI/AAAAAAAAACY/eWDiYc86cfI/s72-c/PICT0182.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-4099659183715723571</id><published>2008-11-13T08:54:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T09:06:38.099-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Potty Training</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SRxACUMFOnI/AAAAAAAAAB4/iylcJMMUktY/s1600-h/las+vegas.+recital,+etc+211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268156072639937138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SRxACUMFOnI/AAAAAAAAAB4/iylcJMMUktY/s320/las+vegas.+recital,+etc+211.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grayson has recently turned 2....I 'm wanting him to get potty trained.  I have trained 2 girls and a boy so I know it eventually gets done but I feel like I don't have patience this time around.  Everyone says it will happen don't push him...he will when he is ready.  These people aren't changing the diapers that I have too everyday... : )  I need to Pray for Patience.  He tells me everytime he pees or poops.  He says, "yucky mom."  He has gone on the toilet and lots of times on the floor, he even climbed on top of Alexa's bed and took off his diaper and went.  She was furious.... I heard Dr. Phil can get a child potty trained in 1 day.  Do you think he will come to my house?  Just Kidding I will have peace and patience with it.  Rejoice in the fact I get to train him and hes not at a daycare being trained by someone else.  And love every minute with my last baby..........Grayson I love you!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-4099659183715723571?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/4099659183715723571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=4099659183715723571' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/4099659183715723571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/4099659183715723571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2008/11/potty-training.html' title='Potty Training'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SRxACUMFOnI/AAAAAAAAAB4/iylcJMMUktY/s72-c/las+vegas.+recital,+etc+211.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-9076256152619410429</id><published>2008-11-05T23:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T23:37:15.310-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Munchkins at the Pumpkin Patch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SRKCBPChHtI/AAAAAAAAABQ/GFs0uTY9bqQ/s1600-h/nov.+4+542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265413872078102226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SRKCBPChHtI/AAAAAAAAABQ/GFs0uTY9bqQ/s320/nov.+4+542.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-9076256152619410429?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/9076256152619410429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=9076256152619410429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/9076256152619410429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/9076256152619410429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-munchkins-at-pumpkin-patch.html' title='My Munchkins at the Pumpkin Patch'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SRKCBPChHtI/AAAAAAAAABQ/GFs0uTY9bqQ/s72-c/nov.+4+542.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-1553595646219940748</id><published>2008-11-05T23:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T23:31:47.649-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Election at the Fisher's</title><content type='html'>This morning the girls got out of bed so fast they could not wait to see who our new President was. They came into the living room and I had the news on ,when I saw their faces filled with disappointment I felt awful. Alivia said, "Mom McCain didn't win what will happen to all the unborn babies?" They have been so into this whole election and are so interested in the issues and the differences in the candidates.&lt;br /&gt;I told them that God is in control, and that Obama will be a great President. I told them about how awesome it is that history was made and that they will always remember when the first African-American became President of the United States. We talked about what a privilege it is to be a woman and be able to vote. I think they are ok with it now. Alexa said she thinks Gov. Palin should be the first woman President or maybe when she grows up she could be. I told her anything is possible......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noah's thoughts......Mom who won Cain or that one guy Bama?.....Mom will everyone take those signs out of their yards now?........Mom can Daddy be the President cuz I want to live in the White House?......Mom can I have a Puppy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-1553595646219940748?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/1553595646219940748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=1553595646219940748' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/1553595646219940748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/1553595646219940748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2008/11/election-at-fishers.html' title='Election at the Fisher&apos;s'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-1024449076326409524</id><published>2008-10-17T13:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T13:41:09.995-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful........</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;It's a gorgeous, perfect fall day today.  I love it!!!!  I'm taking the kids to the pumpkin patch today after school and I'm not sure whos more excited me or them.   My sister called today from Arkansas and said its hot there, as I was describing the day I thought I'm so blessed to live in Nebraska.  (I will not say that when it is 20 below 0 and snow is everywhere)  I hope everyone is thankful for the day God has given them.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-1024449076326409524?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/1024449076326409524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=1024449076326409524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/1024449076326409524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/1024449076326409524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2008/10/beautiful.html' title='Beautiful........'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-5066540047192955571</id><published>2008-10-14T12:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T13:07:42.520-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gray's Celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SPTebmBDNdI/AAAAAAAAABI/dUrk5WYZOQY/s1600-h/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257071230690997714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SPTebmBDNdI/AAAAAAAAABI/dUrk5WYZOQY/s320/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My baby turned 2 on Saturday.....Time seems to go so fast.  He woke up to  Noah and his sisters singing to him and he responded by saying, "I 2 today YEAH"  We had the Perdew cousins here as well as Grandmas &amp;amp; Grandpas.....It was such a fun day of celebrating Grayson's life and celebrating our precious friends and family.... We also watched the Huskers devastating loss.  Grayson says to everyone he meets....."I'm big!!!!!"  Now to mastering potty training.....ugh!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-5066540047192955571?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/5066540047192955571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=5066540047192955571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/5066540047192955571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/5066540047192955571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2008/10/grays-celebration.html' title='Gray&apos;s Celebration'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SPTebmBDNdI/AAAAAAAAABI/dUrk5WYZOQY/s72-c/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+066.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-5360750507482336758</id><published>2008-10-03T13:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T13:36:22.125-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay at Home Blues.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I'm so glad its Friday.  However its 1:28 pm and I'm still in P.J.'s.....Doing laundry....and more laundry.  Sometimes I wish we could wear the same clothes all week and nobody would notice.  I have changed 4 bad....bad.....bad.....diapers already (as many times as I have ran one out to my garbage my neighbors probably think I'm running a daycare)  and everytime I pick up a mess my almost 2 year old has created a new one.   Where is my "JOY" from the other day.  I'm trying to have a greatful attitude because I truly feel blessed that I get to stay home and raise my children, but sometimes I wonder what it would be like to be working.  Well I have to go and pick up a PB&amp;amp;J sandwich that just got put on top of someones head and will probably have to give someone a bath.... And maybe.... just maybe.... get out of my pajamas.....(Kevin gets home at 5:30 so as long as im dressed by 5:25)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-5360750507482336758?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/5360750507482336758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=5360750507482336758' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/5360750507482336758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/5360750507482336758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2008/10/stay-at-home-blues.html' title='Stay at Home Blues.....'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5809411037493304218.post-22604168066464368</id><published>2008-09-30T12:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T12:47:39.312-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding Joy....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Today  Im focusing on finding Joy in all things.  I think to often I take the everyday things forgranted....There is nothing better than hearing Grayson yell for me in the morning.  "Mom......Hi Mom.....Mom want milk"...  Or the sound of the twins talking to each other down in their bathroom as they get ready for school. Discussing what they are wearing and what they are looking forward to each day....  Or when I drop Noah off at school and count the times he looks back at me and waves goodbye as he bravely walks up to his door.  (he still blows me kisses too....it melts my heart)...  Or how excited I get when I recieve text messages throughout the day from Kevin just to say he loves me or to tell me he is thinking of me....Or the joy in reading Gods word in the afternoon when all is quiet.....All of these things are apart of my everyday life and are joyous to me however I often lose sight of them and other of Gods Blessings because Im to caught up in the hustle of life.....I will not lose sight of what is truly important....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5809411037493304218-22604168066464368?l=fisherfamily6.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/feeds/22604168066464368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5809411037493304218&amp;postID=22604168066464368' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/22604168066464368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5809411037493304218/posts/default/22604168066464368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fisherfamily6.blogspot.com/2008/09/finding-joy.html' title='Finding Joy....'/><author><name>Fisher Family</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00244781847276277285</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HGMuoJ4RTF4/SOTZ00zhZKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/pgIW9o10A6Q/S220/fourth+of+july....salt+dogs+073.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
