<?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-1316008295918130111</id><updated>2011-07-07T19:00:03.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. and Mrs. Killackey and the Boxcar Children</title><subtitle type='html'>Regan, Elanna, Darby, Scout, and Lola Killackey</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>74</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-3368701275308639895</id><published>2010-06-10T12:30:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T12:47:24.850-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summertime Fun!</title><content type='html'>Summer has arrived, and it is already a hot-busy one.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Regan and I put our house up for sale.  We need something much bigger.  808 square feet just won't cut it anymore with the two of us, our two children, and a dog.  Although I am excited about change, I am also nervous and anxious not knowing what to expect or how long this process will last.  Lord willing, it would be great to be out of our house and into a new one before the summer is up...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank goodness we have our children to keep us level headed.  They are just amazing and keep us in such high spirits.  Everyday I realize how blessed we are for two wonderful, healthy children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have done our best to keep the kids super busy and active.  They are staying in school (since we have to pay) for the summer, but we do take a few days off here and there to have fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/TBEjQ8x6xRI/AAAAAAAAA3E/aY6CxSYn2yk/s1600/IMG_1119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/TBEjQ8x6xRI/AAAAAAAAA3E/aY6CxSYn2yk/s400/IMG_1119.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481200995586983186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the photo below a bird flew and landed on Darby's head, while another bird peed on Ryan's back.  It was hilarious.  I cannot believe I captured the moment on my phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/TBEjQcAI8WI/AAAAAAAAA28/LCaLOkjDTr0/s1600/IMG_1125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/TBEjQcAI8WI/AAAAAAAAA28/LCaLOkjDTr0/s400/IMG_1125.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481200986788262242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/TBEjPrztEhI/AAAAAAAAA20/S-s5PtfVfPQ/s1600/IMG_1129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/TBEjPrztEhI/AAAAAAAAA20/S-s5PtfVfPQ/s400/IMG_1129.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481200973851202066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/TBEjPMWTWVI/AAAAAAAAA2s/H_csA3NXQEY/s1600/IMG_1137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/TBEjPMWTWVI/AAAAAAAAA2s/H_csA3NXQEY/s400/IMG_1137.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481200965406382418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is how dead ALL the kids were once we started our journey back home.  They had a fantastic nap!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/TBEjOU5PImI/AAAAAAAAA2k/zpkcZftYP6w/s1600/IMG_1140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/TBEjOU5PImI/AAAAAAAAA2k/zpkcZftYP6w/s400/IMG_1140.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481200950520521314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids are also enjoying pool time.  We are trying to take them to the pool as much as possible.  Last year, Scout was jumping in with no fear.  This year, Darby is going under water and Scout refuses to get off the steps.  We're just giving it time...  Hopefully, by the end of the summer they will both be swimming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/TBEk8YStyOI/AAAAAAAAA3k/BBZTIhOQB38/s1600/IMG_1068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/TBEk8YStyOI/AAAAAAAAA3k/BBZTIhOQB38/s400/IMG_1068.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481202841218304226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/TBEk7rMFbUI/AAAAAAAAA3c/a0o8Au4sC_A/s1600/IMG_1062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/TBEk7rMFbUI/AAAAAAAAA3c/a0o8Au4sC_A/s400/IMG_1062.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481202829110897986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/TBEk66ooS8I/AAAAAAAAA3U/poGepvGDHfQ/s1600/IMG_1059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/TBEk66ooS8I/AAAAAAAAA3U/poGepvGDHfQ/s400/IMG_1059.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481202816077286338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/TBEk5-syOhI/AAAAAAAAA3M/WLbFxDVpLDs/s1600/IMG_1058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/TBEk5-syOhI/AAAAAAAAA3M/WLbFxDVpLDs/s400/IMG_1058.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481202799988587026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316008295918130111-3368701275308639895?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/3368701275308639895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=3368701275308639895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/3368701275308639895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/3368701275308639895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2010/06/summertime-fun.html' title='Summertime Fun!'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/TBEjQ8x6xRI/AAAAAAAAA3E/aY6CxSYn2yk/s72-c/IMG_1119.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-676900443668382961</id><published>2010-05-30T20:29:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T21:54:38.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'>100 Years Young</title><content type='html'>Growing up as a child, I have-and still-admire my great grandmother.  If I could be an 1/8 of the person she is...  My entire life, she has been my hero-one that I have looked up too and wanted to follow.  I have never seen a frown on her face.  She only smiles and carries the biggest, warmest heart.  Just to know her simply makes me a better person.  She turned 100 this weekend!  Being 100, she still looks amazing and continues to smile beautifully.  I am so fortunate my children have had the honor to meet her and be a part of her life.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is how our trip started.  During the trip, the two youngest and one oldest fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/TAMXaaV4KuI/AAAAAAAAA08/AcWvRSMdA8k/s1600/IMG_1049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/TAMXaaV4KuI/AAAAAAAAA08/AcWvRSMdA8k/s400/IMG_1049.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477247314327775970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We woke in time to visit the Caverns.  Scout thought the cave was cold and dark.  She curled up in a ball on my lap.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/TAMXaBtCxPI/AAAAAAAAA00/NkyIaf1Q-4k/s1600/IMG_1050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/TAMXaBtCxPI/AAAAAAAAA00/NkyIaf1Q-4k/s400/IMG_1050.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477247307714053362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once our tour was over, they wanted us to spend $10 on a photo.  We decided to take a photo of the photo for free.  We are on the right side towards the back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/TAMXZ3KugdI/AAAAAAAAA0s/CwDnZv9V7ug/s1600/IMG_1051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/TAMXZ3KugdI/AAAAAAAAA0s/CwDnZv9V7ug/s400/IMG_1051.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477247304885764562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we made it to Marshfield for the celebration.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/TAMdP1lmocI/AAAAAAAAA2c/RBd-swmdyvo/s1600/IMG_1033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/TAMdP1lmocI/AAAAAAAAA2c/RBd-swmdyvo/s400/IMG_1033.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477253729732698562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/TAMdPpWYctI/AAAAAAAAA2U/TQKy84oF7Q0/s1600/IMG_1034.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/TAMdPpWYctI/AAAAAAAAA2U/TQKy84oF7Q0/s400/IMG_1034.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477253726447629010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my grandmother.  She is 100 years old!  Below is 5 generations together.  WOW!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/TAMXZgDxdvI/AAAAAAAAA0k/9bSdrtcSpGs/s1600/IMG_1052.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/TAMXZgDxdvI/AAAAAAAAA0k/9bSdrtcSpGs/s400/IMG_1052.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477247298682582770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For lack of sleep and no toys for HOURS...the children did GREAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/TAMdPI-6LqI/AAAAAAAAA2M/sR_HSuwgPrs/s1600/IMG_1040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/TAMdPI-6LqI/AAAAAAAAA2M/sR_HSuwgPrs/s400/IMG_1040.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477253717759241890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/TAMdOmGAljI/AAAAAAAAA2E/7cRgojhUwoU/s1600/IMG_1042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/TAMdOmGAljI/AAAAAAAAA2E/7cRgojhUwoU/s400/IMG_1042.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477253708393780786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We left the celebration to visit my great-grandfather, my uncle, and my sister in the family cemetery.  I personally have only been to the gravesite three times.  It was peaceful to be able to lay flowers, celebrate life, and remember those I continue to love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/TAMXZOVfndI/AAAAAAAAA0c/-MtN1GI4J_k/s1600/IMG_1053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/TAMXZOVfndI/AAAAAAAAA0c/-MtN1GI4J_k/s400/IMG_1053.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477247293925072338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After we returned to the hotel, it was thundering and raining.  Therefore, the pool we PROMISED the kids was closed.  So, we played in the hot tub.  They thought they were in the pool, and that was all that mattered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/TAMbv4IzElI/AAAAAAAAA18/aHMx-_WjOYI/s1600/IMG_1044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/TAMbv4IzElI/AAAAAAAAA18/aHMx-_WjOYI/s400/IMG_1044.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477252081149743698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/TAMbvVm1DPI/AAAAAAAAA10/zh6W5bFHe10/s1600/IMG_1045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/TAMbvVm1DPI/AAAAAAAAA10/zh6W5bFHe10/s400/IMG_1045.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477252071880461554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We decided to go eat at Hemingway's, which is located in the Bass Pro Shop.  WOW!!!  That place is like a zoo.  We got to see turtles, ducks, fish, alligators, and a lot of stuffed creatures.  We even took an elevator ride inside a waterfall.  Needless to say, Scout freaked out!  She did NOT enjoy the looking out the glass elevator.  I think she thought we were going to fall in the water with the fish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/TAMbu4xLWGI/AAAAAAAAA1s/j841skkBlDY/s1600/IMG_1046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/TAMbu4xLWGI/AAAAAAAAA1s/j841skkBlDY/s400/IMG_1046.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477252064139237474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/TAMbuG3rGcI/AAAAAAAAA1k/3bgfgygN8dU/s1600/IMG_1047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/TAMbuG3rGcI/AAAAAAAAA1k/3bgfgygN8dU/s400/IMG_1047.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477252050744711618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316008295918130111-676900443668382961?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/676900443668382961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=676900443668382961&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/676900443668382961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/676900443668382961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2010/05/100-years-young.html' title='100 Years Young'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/TAMXaaV4KuI/AAAAAAAAA08/AcWvRSMdA8k/s72-c/IMG_1049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-4025717622453740952</id><published>2010-05-22T15:03:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T15:32:34.081-05:00</updated><title type='text'>News and Cuteness</title><content type='html'>Friday was bike to school/work day.  One young man from Edmond Memorial High School organized this huge event for everyone to ride their bikes to school.  There were meeting points all over Edmond at different times and finally merged together around Will Rogers Elementary.  From what I gather, it was a huge success and a ton of people participated.  Of course, since I WALK to school EVERYDAY, I opted out of riding a bike to work.  However, Regan woke up 30 minutes earlier than normal to help the environment...and RIDE.  And, of course, Regan made the front page of The Oklahoman.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S_g7d9XOXvI/AAAAAAAAAz8/WVTgO4OYIos/s1600/IMG_0986.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S_g7d9XOXvI/AAAAAAAAAz8/WVTgO4OYIos/s400/IMG_0986.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474190732943056626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bike riding was not the only fun activities for Friday evening.  I went to pick up the kids from school a little early, because they had a hair appointment.  I love picking up my kids from school; they make me feel so loved.  Every time I walk into the room I hear, "Mooommm!"  Then they come running with open arms ready to hug me.  I cherish these moments, because I know they will be gone soon.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;However, I received a different-unusual-response this time.  Once Darby saw me, he stood up to announce-to me and the entire room, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;"Mom, I hurt my penis right here." Then he spreads his legs and points to his penis. Then he continues his story, "Miss Megan look at it, Mom." He then crossed his arms, nodded with approval, and ended &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;with, "She did well."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;At first I was taken back, but then I busted out laughing.  VERY QUICKLY, the teacher explained to me he fell on the balance beam, landing straight on his scrotum.  And, seeing as to how he was freaking out, they decided to check and make sure he wasn't bruising or anything.  I did have to sign an accident report, but I am still laughing-even 24 hour later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;We did make it in time for their haircuts.  Darby is such a big boy now, and Scout is just adorable!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S_g-9NsU4bI/AAAAAAAAA0E/4v1jBQ7A9ZM/s1600/IMG_0094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S_g-9NsU4bI/AAAAAAAAA0E/4v1jBQ7A9ZM/s400/IMG_0094.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474194568437359026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S_g-9jqLbTI/AAAAAAAAA0M/3BqnbNhDV58/s1600/IMG_0097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S_g-9jqLbTI/AAAAAAAAA0M/3BqnbNhDV58/s400/IMG_0097.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474194574333930802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S_g--ESzgHI/AAAAAAAAA0U/KHdWgN0kwis/s1600/IMG_0101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S_g--ESzgHI/AAAAAAAAA0U/KHdWgN0kwis/s400/IMG_0101.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474194583094263922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316008295918130111-4025717622453740952?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/4025717622453740952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=4025717622453740952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/4025717622453740952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/4025717622453740952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2010/05/news-and-cuteness.html' title='News and Cuteness'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S_g7d9XOXvI/AAAAAAAAAz8/WVTgO4OYIos/s72-c/IMG_0986.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-5633071419883387526</id><published>2010-05-20T23:17:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T23:22:30.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Two little monkeys jumping on the bed.</title><content type='html'>I love my children.  That is really all I can say with this post.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-41b660b94dd99d5a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D41b660b94dd99d5a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331460913%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7AE5E9639A6CDCDA2C45D6B08EBB0BF67070F6D7.60E5A321172F93DC600AF538E46506DDEF96B702%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D41b660b94dd99d5a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D2z9isXh4Hfwq1OIiEjDG9oYli04&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D41b660b94dd99d5a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331460913%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7AE5E9639A6CDCDA2C45D6B08EBB0BF67070F6D7.60E5A321172F93DC600AF538E46506DDEF96B702%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D41b660b94dd99d5a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D2z9isXh4Hfwq1OIiEjDG9oYli04&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316008295918130111-5633071419883387526?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/5633071419883387526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=5633071419883387526&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/5633071419883387526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/5633071419883387526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2010/05/two-little-monkeys-jumping-on-bed.html' title='Two little monkeys jumping on the bed.'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-142964391066040358</id><published>2010-05-17T22:28:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T23:03:56.639-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sheesh.  You wake up and years past.</title><content type='html'>I cannot believe it has been March, since my last post.  It seems here lately I only stay in touch with those through Facebook.  Crazy...I know.  A lot has been happening since my last post-obviously.  Therefore, I will photo journal the last few months.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Towards the end of spring break, I took the kids to Arkansas to visit their favorite friends/cousins.  Although our trip was short, we had a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S_IKPNYqFCI/AAAAAAAAAx0/sN5BEgwDSkc/s1600/IMG_0815.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S_IKPNYqFCI/AAAAAAAAAx0/sN5BEgwDSkc/s400/IMG_0815.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472447753615971362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Darby and Taylor hiding out under a rock in Hot Springs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S_IKOQQyE6I/AAAAAAAAAxs/eALtcC912-4/s1600/IMG_0814.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S_IKOQQyE6I/AAAAAAAAAxs/eALtcC912-4/s400/IMG_0814.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472447737208378274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Scout just looked adorable.  She loved posing for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S_IKN8zIUiI/AAAAAAAAAxk/WkroVaKZ2Z4/s1600/IMG_0809.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S_IKN8zIUiI/AAAAAAAAAxk/WkroVaKZ2Z4/s400/IMG_0809.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472447731983733282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aiden (smaller, bright blonde boy)  is truly a free spirit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S_IKNZcM6zI/AAAAAAAAAxc/oMn47xUL2X0/s1600/IMG_0793.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S_IKNZcM6zI/AAAAAAAAAxc/oMn47xUL2X0/s400/IMG_0793.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472447722492324658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like this photo!  I think if I were to make it black and white, with a hint of color, it could make a cool poster.  To bad Darby was being stubborn, or he could have been in the photo as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;***********************&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At Easter, I was really excited to let the kids color eggs-all by themselves, with adult supervision.  As you can see, we didn't waist much time.  As soon as they finished eating breakfast, we started the process.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S_ILnTe-EOI/AAAAAAAAAyU/JxC9mMSLdxI/s1600/IMG_0857.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S_ILnTe-EOI/AAAAAAAAAyU/JxC9mMSLdxI/s400/IMG_0857.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472449267081548002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They were almost as excited as I was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S_ILmtisTMI/AAAAAAAAAyM/QXD5ZMZtzy4/s1600/IMG_0864.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S_ILmtisTMI/AAAAAAAAAyM/QXD5ZMZtzy4/s400/IMG_0864.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472449256896613570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Darby only wanted BLUE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S_ILmLkN1wI/AAAAAAAAAyE/cn2Hp98Udrk/s1600/IMG_0863.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S_ILmLkN1wI/AAAAAAAAAyE/cn2Hp98Udrk/s400/IMG_0863.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472449247776200450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And, yes, Scout requested PINK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S_ILllOl0bI/AAAAAAAAAx8/SoHseKnyOsg/s1600/IMG_0865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S_ILllOl0bI/AAAAAAAAAx8/SoHseKnyOsg/s400/IMG_0865.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472449237484949938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Needless to say, it didn't take long to dip a bunch of eggs in some dye.  So, after an entire 10 minutes we took on the task of coloring.  That lasted much longer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S_IMlZb7S9I/AAAAAAAAAyc/4qEsDZkDnQ4/s1600/IMG_0869.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S_IMlZb7S9I/AAAAAAAAAyc/4qEsDZkDnQ4/s400/IMG_0869.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472450333831285714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Grandma (my mom) and the Easter bunny stopped by for a quick visit to spoil our children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S_IMl5MtrxI/AAAAAAAAAyk/cBS2QG3IK3s/s1600/IMG_0873.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S_IMl5MtrxI/AAAAAAAAAyk/cBS2QG3IK3s/s400/IMG_0873.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472450342357413650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For Easter Sunday, we went to Crossings.  We were the Purple People Eaters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Jim was recently diagnosed with MS.  Every year, there is an MS Walk at the Zoo.  This year we formed a team, Special K, to walk and support the research and study of MS.  I must say we were a stunning group!  I designed the shirts, and Ryan had them printed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S_IN_1dp8BI/AAAAAAAAAzM/Ma8n_8EyyIc/s1600/IMG_0885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S_IN_1dp8BI/AAAAAAAAAzM/Ma8n_8EyyIc/s400/IMG_0885.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472451887542956050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only downside to the MS Walk, was the fact that it was raining!  When the rain started to come down a little harder, we decided to take the walk over to the Science Museum.  Thank goodness I have season passes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S_IN_YSrybI/AAAAAAAAAzE/h2nnDHsHLis/s1600/IMG_0932.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S_IN_YSrybI/AAAAAAAAAzE/h2nnDHsHLis/s400/IMG_0932.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472451879712311730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S_IN-4knMII/AAAAAAAAAy8/Qgu5VORyPDU/s1600/IMG_0933.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S_IN-4knMII/AAAAAAAAAy8/Qgu5VORyPDU/s400/IMG_0933.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472451871197573250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S_IN93TRa5I/AAAAAAAAAys/uPBPRKoZi3I/s1600/IMG_0936.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S_IN93TRa5I/AAAAAAAAAys/uPBPRKoZi3I/s400/IMG_0936.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472451853676538770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the kids ran around and ate lunch, we decided to head home for some serious nap time.  However, serious nap time really only happens for the kids and Jim.  Jennifer and I went to Hancock Fabrics to buy some material for her latest hobby.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scout is going to be so spoiled by Aunt Jennifer...  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S_IN-K1WVEI/AAAAAAAAAy0/Eiy8tke-E9I/s1600/IMG_0943.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S_IN-K1WVEI/AAAAAAAAAy0/Eiy8tke-E9I/s400/IMG_0943.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472451858919740482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day after the MS Walk, Edmond had their annual Arts Festival.  We teamed up with the Baughman's and took our children to hang out in the heat and ride rides.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S_IPr_9it0I/AAAAAAAAAzs/5b7RdIKHE5E/s1600/IMG_0945.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S_IPr_9it0I/AAAAAAAAAzs/5b7RdIKHE5E/s400/IMG_0945.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472453745786926914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seriously, she is so stinking cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S_IPrNmKZ4I/AAAAAAAAAzk/E9UNWaB-_QE/s1600/IMG_0946.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S_IPrNmKZ4I/AAAAAAAAAzk/E9UNWaB-_QE/s400/IMG_0946.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472453732267091842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Gabe, Darby's friend.  They were so great and stayed together the whole time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S_IPql2a2dI/AAAAAAAAAzc/xb5_qZBxkzM/s1600/IMG_0948.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S_IPql2a2dI/AAAAAAAAAzc/xb5_qZBxkzM/s400/IMG_0948.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472453721597860306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Darby's first pony ride.  As you can see, he doesn't know quite what to think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S_IPqOliowI/AAAAAAAAAzU/4gREGiwG5zg/s1600/IMG_0951.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S_IPqOliowI/AAAAAAAAAzU/4gREGiwG5zg/s400/IMG_0951.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472453715353051906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This story requires some explanation.  Darby rode this same exact ride last year at Scout's age.  Therefore, I knew he would love to ride it again this year.  I asked Scout if she wanted to ride with Gabe and her brother.  Of course, she answered yes.  However, once the door closed to lock her inside the ferris wheel...literally...all hell broke loose.  It was insane!  She screamed as the top of her lungs to get out.  Of course, the ferris wheel was making stops to let other kids off and on.  And, yes, you guessed it...the ferris wheel stopped at the TOP!  At this point she started to climb over the rope to try and escape this death contraption we placed her in, and she had 6-inches of snot dangling from her nose.  Once the ferris wheel came around to let her off, Darby and Gabe enjoyed their ride.  Scout enjoyed me holding her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, that is all for now.  I do hope to be more frequent once school lets out for the summer, but I can't make any promises. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316008295918130111-142964391066040358?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/142964391066040358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=142964391066040358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/142964391066040358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/142964391066040358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2010/05/sheesh-you-wake-up-and-years-past.html' title='Sheesh.  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It is finally Friday of our Spring Break, and I am going to post a few photos.  However, it is almost dinner time, and of course I am in a hurry.  Therefore, I will do a little photo journaling.  I mean, let's be honest, most people are too busy to read long blogs and would rather just look at photos.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;We took the kids to the park earlier this month.  It has been so cold out, that we really haven't been outside much.  So, we took advantage of the nice day and went out.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S6QDG6VX3KI/AAAAAAAAAws/tfXY8q31Rfg/s1600-h/26470_1265823609773_1355256097_30771094_2562104_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S6QDG6VX3KI/AAAAAAAAAws/tfXY8q31Rfg/s400/26470_1265823609773_1355256097_30771094_2562104_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450484866298141858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S6QDGP4v8lI/AAAAAAAAAwk/jvZ8Bzzm3Jk/s1600-h/26470_1265822809753_1355256097_30771093_515523_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S6QDGP4v8lI/AAAAAAAAAwk/jvZ8Bzzm3Jk/s400/26470_1265822809753_1355256097_30771093_515523_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450484854903796306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I finally caved and let Darby get on the computer.  He is actually very good.  He loves his PBS, and I am excited that he learning new things.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S6QDF9npxKI/AAAAAAAAAwc/m3WVAWUq_zw/s1600-h/17378_1255448710407_1355256097_30750524_2718825_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S6QDF9npxKI/AAAAAAAAAwc/m3WVAWUq_zw/s400/17378_1255448710407_1355256097_30750524_2718825_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450484850000250018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;We tried to celebrate St. Patty's Day.  We took the kids downtown thinking there would be several activities.  However, we were let down-there was nothing for children.  So, we ate at mexican and enjoyed our time together with family and friends.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S6QCcPEzAzI/AAAAAAAAAwU/GQ0ZLOJry1s/s1600-h/27275_340127273443_802073443_3536531_3301731_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S6QCcPEzAzI/AAAAAAAAAwU/GQ0ZLOJry1s/s400/27275_340127273443_802073443_3536531_3301731_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450484133131387698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S6QCb1P67sI/AAAAAAAAAwM/v4NoPg6NoIA/s1600-h/IMG_0774.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S6QCb1P67sI/AAAAAAAAAwM/v4NoPg6NoIA/s400/IMG_0774.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450484126198722242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S6QCbemyvFI/AAAAAAAAAwE/OijwjaXjjJ0/s1600-h/IMG_0773.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S6QCbemyvFI/AAAAAAAAAwE/OijwjaXjjJ0/s400/IMG_0773.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450484120120638546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's Spring Break, and I took the kids to Arkansas to see Uncle Ryan, Aunt Jennifer, Taylor, and Aiden.  The kids have been so excited.  I will definitely post more photos later.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S6QCa9u3dPI/AAAAAAAAAv8/zhMBXR3pmbw/s1600-h/IMG_0787.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S6QCa9u3dPI/AAAAAAAAAv8/zhMBXR3pmbw/s400/IMG_0787.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450484111296132338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S6QCaQv-uOI/AAAAAAAAAv0/5tcVvWvmBBo/s1600-h/IMG_0788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S6QCaQv-uOI/AAAAAAAAAv0/5tcVvWvmBBo/s400/IMG_0788.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450484099221207266" /&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/1316008295918130111-2974661433414452439?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/2974661433414452439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=2974661433414452439&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/2974661433414452439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/2974661433414452439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2010/03/busybusybusy.html' title='Busy...busy...busy.'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S6QDG6VX3KI/AAAAAAAAAws/tfXY8q31Rfg/s72-c/26470_1265823609773_1355256097_30771094_2562104_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-8995865479958548831</id><published>2010-03-19T17:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T17:25:39.061-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Edmond Memorial Swine Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;This year Edmond Memorial raised $527,000 for Swine Week.  This was an all-time record for Edmond Memorial.  Students do various activities to raise money for their choice of charity.  This year the money went towards the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Jimmy Everest Foundation.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: medium; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: medium; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;Part in raising money, teachers are asked to do different dares.  Last year, Regan was dared to show tattoos for $600.  This year, Regan was dared to GET a tattoo for $6000.  Well, they raised $6000.  So, I got to edit a video to be shown at the final assembly.  It was quite fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: medium; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: medium; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;Here is Regan's video:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: medium; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: medium; white-space: pre; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-210fdd9665d94c32" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D210fdd9665d94c32%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331460913%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7AB174DA828188DD3D53A6CA482C1CF4813751D8.75AE60E4C2643EDDDE41ADCC717A52E7CC4C2993%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D210fdd9665d94c32%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DHvt0O830V4hoaMiYkQchX1Y_g8g&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D210fdd9665d94c32%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331460913%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7AB174DA828188DD3D53A6CA482C1CF4813751D8.75AE60E4C2643EDDDE41ADCC717A52E7CC4C2993%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D210fdd9665d94c32%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DHvt0O830V4hoaMiYkQchX1Y_g8g&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316008295918130111-8995865479958548831?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/8995865479958548831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=8995865479958548831&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/8995865479958548831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/8995865479958548831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2010/03/edmond-memorial-swine-week.html' title='Edmond Memorial Swine Week'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-3715261417401601327</id><published>2010-02-09T20:45:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T20:57:19.419-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Scarlet Fever</title><content type='html'>That's right, children (maybe adults) can still get Scarlet Fever.  Superbowl Sunday, Darby told us, "my tummy hurts."  We just figured he was constipated or gassy, so naturally we shrugged the tummy hurting to the side in order to enjoy the Superbowl and commercials.  When it was time for bed, Darby barely made it before passing out.  I thought, "Oh, he's just super tired."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday was the normal routine of getting everyone ready and rushed out the door for work and school.  However, Darby seemed a little disoriented.  In the middle of first hour, I received the phone call from his school telling me he needed to be picked up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the time I arrived, Darby was completely lethargic, drooling, and mumbling.  Any person would have thought he was heavily drugged or medicated.  He also had a rash covering his ENTIRE body.  When I say entire, I am talking ears-fingers-face-etc.  By the time I got him to the doctor's office his temperature was 105.  My doctor took one look at him and said, "He has the Scarlet Fever."  They ran a culture, and sure enough, it was indeed SCARLET FEVER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thankfully, we got him on the right medicine and now he is doing much better. His temperature has been staying down, but his rash still looks awful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't think I have ever been so scared, seeing my son in that condition.  It was frightful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S3IgJjXkxbI/AAAAAAAAAvE/PNhBPTgSthw/s1600-h/IMG_0661.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S3IgJjXkxbI/AAAAAAAAAvE/PNhBPTgSthw/s400/IMG_0661.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436443048674641330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316008295918130111-3715261417401601327?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/3715261417401601327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=3715261417401601327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/3715261417401601327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/3715261417401601327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2010/02/scarlet-fever.html' title='Scarlet Fever'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S3IgJjXkxbI/AAAAAAAAAvE/PNhBPTgSthw/s72-c/IMG_0661.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-5030558576849727129</id><published>2010-02-02T20:35:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T20:58:29.767-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My sweet babies...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;ICE STORM 2010!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S2jleMA_I9I/AAAAAAAAAu8/xowEvXS8TJc/s1600-h/IMG_0652.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S2jleMA_I9I/AAAAAAAAAu8/xowEvXS8TJc/s400/IMG_0652.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433845257206703058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is not really that much to post or write about.  Life has been a steady routine for awhile.  However, here lately we have been cooped up inside due to the ICE STORM of 2010.  It was not near as bad as I thought it would be.  Yet, I loved the family time.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are just a few recent photos to keep you up to date on our beautiful and lovely kiddos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S2jjFDVswmI/AAAAAAAAAuU/ZQRYKK42JTI/s1600-h/IMG_0605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S2jjFDVswmI/AAAAAAAAAuU/ZQRYKK42JTI/s400/IMG_0605.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433842626357674594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Darby did get really sick for awhile.  Regan and I had to tag team taking days off from school.  It was scary, but all is well now.  He is back to being a typical three-year-old stink pot-whom I love dearly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S2jjEqs45jI/AAAAAAAAAuM/efsD8IAQkNQ/s1600-h/IMG_0581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S2jjEqs45jI/AAAAAAAAAuM/efsD8IAQkNQ/s400/IMG_0581.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433842619744052786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We took the kiddos to a Central basketball game, and they had a great time.  The Baughman's brought their kiddos, and made for an eventful evening out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S2jjEEB_n0I/AAAAAAAAAuE/O9tRqoADfCU/s1600-h/IMG_0585.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S2jjEEB_n0I/AAAAAAAAAuE/O9tRqoADfCU/s400/IMG_0585.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433842609363590978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S2jjDqUCu2I/AAAAAAAAAt8/yVZ11FVd6RM/s1600-h/IMG_0596.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S2jjDqUCu2I/AAAAAAAAAt8/yVZ11FVd6RM/s400/IMG_0596.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433842602459970402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think Scout found a new hobby...YIKES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S2jjC2XwrLI/AAAAAAAAAt0/Ry_6vCxPJtM/s1600-h/IMG_0607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S2jjC2XwrLI/AAAAAAAAAt0/Ry_6vCxPJtM/s400/IMG_0607.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433842588516920498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Scout thought it would be cute to practice Yoga with me.  She is actually pretty good.  I was impressed for a two-year-old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These next two photos are cute.  I found Scout on a chair playing with the light switch.  I got on to her, put the chair back, and told her no.  I then went to clean up a mess.  When I went to check on Scout...I found the second photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S2jlcWG1HtI/AAAAAAAAAuk/CRdQAypm1rw/s1600-h/IMG_0489.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S2jlcWG1HtI/AAAAAAAAAuk/CRdQAypm1rw/s400/IMG_0489.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433845225555828434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S2jlbmJbvnI/AAAAAAAAAuc/3j1JvHCtOis/s1600-h/IMG_0488.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S2jlbmJbvnI/AAAAAAAAAuc/3j1JvHCtOis/s400/IMG_0488.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433845212681846386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These next photos are from New Year's Eve.  WOW, that seems like ages ago...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S2jldVAAfII/AAAAAAAAAu0/-JkXRsrFBuw/s1600-h/IMG_0536.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S2jldVAAfII/AAAAAAAAAu0/-JkXRsrFBuw/s400/IMG_0536.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433845242438646914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S2jlc8kvuDI/AAAAAAAAAus/lymqFs7u7FY/s1600-h/IMG_0532.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S2jlc8kvuDI/AAAAAAAAAus/lymqFs7u7FY/s400/IMG_0532.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433845235881850930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316008295918130111-5030558576849727129?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/5030558576849727129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=5030558576849727129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/5030558576849727129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/5030558576849727129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2010/02/my-sweet-babies.html' title='My sweet babies...'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S2jleMA_I9I/AAAAAAAAAu8/xowEvXS8TJc/s72-c/IMG_0652.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-7284469324899172024</id><published>2010-01-14T20:09:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T20:45:21.981-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Can life get any busier?</title><content type='html'>The answer is an astounding, YES!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our holiday break was amazing, and event/relaxed filled.  Ryan, Jennifer, and the boys came down from Arkansas, and we had the greatest time.  We survived the blizzard of 2009 and started the new year off with a bang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a brief photo journal:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S0_R7QoTvfI/AAAAAAAAAs0/j9xiFIE-w0I/s1600-h/DSC_4535.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S0_R7QoTvfI/AAAAAAAAAs0/j9xiFIE-w0I/s400/DSC_4535.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426786892011257330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We took the kids to Northpark Mall, so they could meet Santa Claus.  Unfortunately, the line was so long, we left. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S0_R8L1GtGI/AAAAAAAAAs8/k3pBygMhj6M/s1600-h/IMG_3782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S0_R8L1GtGI/AAAAAAAAAs8/k3pBygMhj6M/s400/IMG_3782.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426786907902620770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we went back to Northpark, we were first in line to see Santa Claus.  Darby did a great job telling Santa exactly what he wanted for Christmas.  Scout, on the other hand, did not want anything to do with Santa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S0_R8nSo7DI/AAAAAAAAAtE/QZe_EOI_KKk/s1600-h/DSC_4546.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 356px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S0_R8nSo7DI/AAAAAAAAAtE/QZe_EOI_KKk/s400/DSC_4546.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426786915274255410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The blizzard hit early on Christmas Eve, and it looked beautiful.  We-the adults-were so excited to have a WHITE Christmas.  We took the kids outside, and they didn't seem near as excited as us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S0_R8x0IRPI/AAAAAAAAAtM/5A2beDW7TcM/s1600-h/DSC_4590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S0_R8x0IRPI/AAAAAAAAAtM/5A2beDW7TcM/s400/DSC_4590.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426786918099076338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even with the blizzard, Santa Claus still found his way to our house.  Grandma stayed the night, and we spent the morning opening presents and playing with new toys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S0_R9aS1yHI/AAAAAAAAAtU/7Ny2Q2uO6hk/s1600-h/DSC_4603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S0_R9aS1yHI/AAAAAAAAAtU/7Ny2Q2uO6hk/s400/DSC_4603.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426786928965306482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scout had a great time opening her presents.  She is getting so big.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S0_Uz1Fo0JI/AAAAAAAAAts/_mNCzEM4Y7w/s1600-h/IMG_0776.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S0_Uz1Fo0JI/AAAAAAAAAts/_mNCzEM4Y7w/s400/IMG_0776.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426790062893879442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once the blizzard calmed down, we decided to give the outside a second try.  We were more successful this time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S0_UztJgTKI/AAAAAAAAAtk/IzeV0TvdCY8/s1600-h/IMG_0771.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S0_UztJgTKI/AAAAAAAAAtk/IzeV0TvdCY8/s400/IMG_0771.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426790060762614946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We made homemade galoshes out of plastic sacks.  Darby enjoyed himself much more this time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S0_UzPuL5BI/AAAAAAAAAtc/Mjs5Ul8-QJo/s1600-h/IMG_0770.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S0_UzPuL5BI/AAAAAAAAAtc/Mjs5Ul8-QJo/s400/IMG_0770.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426790052863403026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think Aiden had more fun than any of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316008295918130111-7284469324899172024?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/7284469324899172024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=7284469324899172024&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/7284469324899172024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/7284469324899172024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2010/01/can-life-get-any-busier.html' title='Can life get any busier?'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/S0_R7QoTvfI/AAAAAAAAAs0/j9xiFIE-w0I/s72-c/DSC_4535.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-4179045409047432207</id><published>2009-11-28T21:56:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T22:34:00.440-06:00</updated><title type='text'>BLACK FRIDAY.</title><content type='html'>I used to criticize and ridicule those crazy people that would wake up super early to stand in line just to shop on Black Friday.  This year, I became a statistic.  That's right, me.  My sister-in-law, Jennifer, and I went shopping.  We woke up at 2:00 a.m. to stand in line at Old Navy, which opened at 3:00 a.m.  Call us crazy, but I had a blast.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In all honesty, I had 90% of my Christmas shopping complete.  Now-I have 100% of my Christmas shopping complete.  Jennifer and I were home by 10:30 a.m.  We were slightly tired, yet we decided we had enough energy to go eat Sushi for lunch.  Each of us had a much needed power nap.  We needed the power nap to conquer our next task-Darby and Scout's birthday cake...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Regan and I made a solar system cake for Darby's birthday, and he wanted another one.  Since Scout likes the planets as well, we figured that would be great.  Only this time, I knew I would have Jennifer's help.  So we took our first creation and made the next creation even better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And YES, everything was homemade...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SxH3Igf5eVI/AAAAAAAAArs/t8F86B2DPh0/s1600/IMG_0467.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SxH3Igf5eVI/AAAAAAAAArs/t8F86B2DPh0/s400/IMG_0467.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409376352983415122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SxH3IetJ28I/AAAAAAAAArk/I1eoY3fyJjo/s1600/IMG_3564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SxH3IetJ28I/AAAAAAAAArk/I1eoY3fyJjo/s400/IMG_3564.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409376352502143938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SxH3IGEqsfI/AAAAAAAAArc/rNhHAGuSYQs/s1600/IMG_3561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SxH3IGEqsfI/AAAAAAAAArc/rNhHAGuSYQs/s400/IMG_3561.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409376345889878514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We started the day at 2:00 a.m.  We finished the day by midnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The dual party was a success, and Scout was excited.  She had no idea she was sharing a party with her brother, and we were able to celebrate a nice family birthday party.  Here are all the grandbabies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SxH4lBn-SlI/AAAAAAAAAss/SNXk1kGn7J0/s1600/IMG_3523.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SxH4lBn-SlI/AAAAAAAAAss/SNXk1kGn7J0/s1600/IMG_3523.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SxH4lBn-SlI/AAAAAAAAAss/SNXk1kGn7J0/s400/IMG_3523.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409377942423620178" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Brycen and Taylor, ages 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SxH4k4YDLGI/AAAAAAAAAsk/-rVKEl_Xlqs/s1600/IMG_3525.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SxH4k4YDLGI/AAAAAAAAAsk/-rVKEl_Xlqs/s400/IMG_3525.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409377939940912226" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;Adam, age 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SxH4kmMm9YI/AAAAAAAAAsc/1uhMbhipdqo/s1600/IMG_3524.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SxH4kmMm9YI/AAAAAAAAAsc/1uhMbhipdqo/s400/IMG_3524.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409377935061087618" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;Ryder, age 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SxH4SpkX1rI/AAAAAAAAAsU/um9n8eJxxCI/s1600/IMG_3522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SxH4SpkX1rI/AAAAAAAAAsU/um9n8eJxxCI/s400/IMG_3522.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409377626728421042" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;Aiden, age 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SxH4Sd_fDJI/AAAAAAAAAsM/x22Jc6jx1pM/s1600/IMG_3559.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SxH4Sd_fDJI/AAAAAAAAAsM/x22Jc6jx1pM/s400/IMG_3559.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409377623620914322" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;Darby, age 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SxH4R1SS6TI/AAAAAAAAAsE/xAcgIaL5yQA/s1600/IMG_3526.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SxH4R1SS6TI/AAAAAAAAAsE/xAcgIaL5yQA/s400/IMG_3526.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409377612693956914" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scout, age 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SxH4RsyPXNI/AAAAAAAAAr8/wnCn4Jorvng/s1600/IMG_3573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SxH4RsyPXNI/AAAAAAAAAr8/wnCn4Jorvng/s400/IMG_3573.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409377610412022994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SxH4RKMzGdI/AAAAAAAAAr0/__zEAv-rLM8/s1600/IMG_3532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SxH4RKMzGdI/AAAAAAAAAr0/__zEAv-rLM8/s400/IMG_3532.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409377601128176082" /&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/1316008295918130111-4179045409047432207?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/4179045409047432207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=4179045409047432207&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/4179045409047432207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/4179045409047432207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2009/11/black-friday.html' title='BLACK FRIDAY.'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SxH3Igf5eVI/AAAAAAAAArs/t8F86B2DPh0/s72-c/IMG_0467.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-436676883726968751</id><published>2009-11-28T21:27:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T21:55:37.229-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving: Feast or Famine</title><content type='html'>The holidays are approaching, and I can feel the lack of sleep and weight gain.  Bring on the turkey!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uncle Ryan, Aunt Jennifer, Taylor, and Aiden came down for the break.  Needless to say, Darby and Scout were thrilled beyond belief.  They were so excited.  Every night, Darby would ask, "Do we see Taylor and Aiden tomorrow?"  He loves his cousins very much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everyone arrived Tuesday evening.  We had enough time to say hello, then head out to see the Rejects play.  Darby and Scout had no clue what was in store for them.  At one point, Darby exclaimed, "Mama, Mama, I would to play the drums.  I want to play the guitar.  I want to play the microphone.  I like the lights, Mama."  That next morning we asked Darby what his favorite part of the evening was, and he replied, "Well...I think...Taylor and Aiden."  However, every time we got in the car, he would ask if we were going to the ROCK SHOW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Thanksgiving fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year, we celebrated Thanksgiving at Randy and Susie's lake house.  The weather was beautiful.  The food was amazing.  The family was together.  I am thankful for my family, but I am most thankful that I did not have to cook.  :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SxHsj5YgKiI/AAAAAAAAArU/b3t2Bi9CIBk/s1600/IMG_3428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SxHsj5YgKiI/AAAAAAAAArU/b3t2Bi9CIBk/s400/IMG_3428.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409364728891845154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SxHsjWhu8oI/AAAAAAAAArM/k-_nPi9ZdEM/s1600/DSC_4282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SxHsjWhu8oI/AAAAAAAAArM/k-_nPi9ZdEM/s400/DSC_4282.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409364719535321730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SxHsjLc9IlI/AAAAAAAAArE/EoLwDDIUgBs/s1600/DSC_4389.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SxHsjLc9IlI/AAAAAAAAArE/EoLwDDIUgBs/s400/DSC_4389.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409364716562489938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SxHsiYCsIkI/AAAAAAAAAq8/uFRthsXpP88/s1600/DSC_4338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SxHsiYCsIkI/AAAAAAAAAq8/uFRthsXpP88/s400/DSC_4338.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409364702762115650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SxHsh65fp6I/AAAAAAAAAq0/7AcmcQp9a4A/s1600/DSC_4383.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SxHsh65fp6I/AAAAAAAAAq0/7AcmcQp9a4A/s400/DSC_4383.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409364694938920866" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1316008295918130111-436676883726968751?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/436676883726968751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=436676883726968751&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/436676883726968751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/436676883726968751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2009/11/thanksgiving-feast-or-famine.html' title='Thanksgiving: Feast or Famine'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SxHsj5YgKiI/AAAAAAAAArU/b3t2Bi9CIBk/s72-c/IMG_3428.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-4659054279664515405</id><published>2009-11-15T13:37:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T14:31:30.851-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday!</title><content type='html'>Darby is now three years old.  Scout is about to turn two.  Time flies by so quickly.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For three months solid Darby wanted to be Darth Vader for Halloween.  Then weeks before Halloween he decided he wanted to be Mozart, and Scout could be Einstein.  Then a few days before Halloween, he wanted to be Galileo.  That is when we had decided he would have to have a Galileo birthday party.  He already knows all his planets-in order.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since Darby and Scout are 13 months apart, we were trying to decide what we should do for their birthdays.  We decided to have a small birthday party for Darby with close friends.  However, we are going to have a family celebration to celebrate both Darby and Scout's birthday together.  I am so excited!  Aunt Jennifer is going to help with the cake, and I think Scout will enjoy opening her presents.  At least she enjoyed watching Darby open his presents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until then, here is a brief description of Darby's friendly birthday party:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SwBhF2onFdI/AAAAAAAAAqs/wUXqHuulrcI/s1600-h/DSC_3803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SwBhF2onFdI/AAAAAAAAAqs/wUXqHuulrcI/s400/DSC_3803.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404426306037683666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Regan and I made this cake from scratch-cake, icing, everything.  Darby was so exciting.  It was really hard for him to keep his fingers away from the cake.  With Jennifer's help, I can't wait to see how Darby and Scout's cake turns out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SwBhFuyd_bI/AAAAAAAAAqk/Z_Qu-QW0KmI/s1600-h/DSC_3819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SwBhFuyd_bI/AAAAAAAAAqk/Z_Qu-QW0KmI/s400/DSC_3819.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404426303931547058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With my friend, Deirdre's, help we were able to have photos.  The cake was a success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SwBhE3gCQUI/AAAAAAAAAqU/wWeqfdIOoqo/s1600-h/IMG_0440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SwBhE3gCQUI/AAAAAAAAAqU/wWeqfdIOoqo/s400/IMG_0440.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404426289090281794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The pinata was a lot of fun as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SwBhFfUSviI/AAAAAAAAAqc/h2QpOWrJZkw/s1600-h/DSC_3827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SwBhFfUSviI/AAAAAAAAAqc/h2QpOWrJZkw/s400/DSC_3827.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404426299778448930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at cute those kids are!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316008295918130111-4659054279664515405?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/4659054279664515405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=4659054279664515405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/4659054279664515405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/4659054279664515405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday!'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SwBhF2onFdI/AAAAAAAAAqs/wUXqHuulrcI/s72-c/DSC_3803.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-3761827689971376742</id><published>2009-11-15T13:21:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T13:37:26.671-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"Wait Mama! I have a question."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Fall is our favorite season.  The kids throughly enjoy being outside, watching how the seasons change.  Both Darby and Scout are growing up so fast.  Everyday Darby does something else that makes me laugh.  Lately when we put them to bed we tuck them in, kiss them goodnight and turn out the lights.  As we start to head out the door, Darby quickly speaks up,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     "Wait Mama!  I have a question."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     "Yes, Darby.  What is your question?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     "It's aboooooout......the planets."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     "What about the planets?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;     "Weeell......"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This will continue until we finally tell him he must go sleep now.  Everyday brings a new adventure and new surprises.  I love our kiddos!  I love our life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SwBVP_UvQDI/AAAAAAAAAqM/9Q3mHfZJezg/s1600-h/IMG_0421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SwBVP_UvQDI/AAAAAAAAAqM/9Q3mHfZJezg/s400/IMG_0421.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404413286029410354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SwBVPf4fwKI/AAAAAAAAAqE/I6BbXmyK-kU/s1600-h/IMG_0423.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SwBVPf4fwKI/AAAAAAAAAqE/I6BbXmyK-kU/s400/IMG_0423.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404413277589455010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SwBVPBVvIZI/AAAAAAAAAp8/ea8NhabnGKk/s1600-h/IMG_0427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SwBVPBVvIZI/AAAAAAAAAp8/ea8NhabnGKk/s400/IMG_0427.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404413269390598546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316008295918130111-3761827689971376742?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/3761827689971376742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=3761827689971376742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/3761827689971376742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/3761827689971376742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2009/11/wait-mama-i-have-question.html' title='&quot;Wait Mama! I have a question.&quot;'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SwBVP_UvQDI/AAAAAAAAAqM/9Q3mHfZJezg/s72-c/IMG_0421.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-2061182139761164970</id><published>2009-11-15T13:02:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T13:21:36.320-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We are here to trick or treat, trick or treat, trick or treat.  We are here to trick or treat, oh Happy Halloween.</title><content type='html'>This has been a very exciting Fall thus far.  Between school, kids, birthdays, and our house we have stayed extremely busy.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Regan's birthday, October 30th, we discovered the kids bedroom and our bedroom had been overcome by MOLD.  We immediately moved out and started the clean up process.  After two weeks of staying with Regan's parents, we were able to move back home.  Needless to say, we have been slightly overwhelmed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although chaos entered out lives, we still managed to take the kids trick or treating.  They had such a wonderful time, and Darby and Scout both quickly picked up the concept of how to obtain candy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SwBUZCr3m4I/AAAAAAAAAp0/CXqBtmLQjk4/s1600-h/DSC_3470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SwBUZCr3m4I/AAAAAAAAAp0/CXqBtmLQjk4/s400/DSC_3470.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404412342038928258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SwBUYxvooAI/AAAAAAAAAps/orrqNdIUD6M/s1600-h/DSC_3477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SwBUYxvooAI/AAAAAAAAAps/orrqNdIUD6M/s400/DSC_3477.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404412337491320834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SwBUYkU3CLI/AAAAAAAAApk/wn16JcePY70/s1600-h/DSC_3517.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SwBUYkU3CLI/AAAAAAAAApk/wn16JcePY70/s400/DSC_3517.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404412333889358002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SwBUYLktOQI/AAAAAAAAApc/cCeGijLVTao/s1600-h/DSC_3528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SwBUYLktOQI/AAAAAAAAApc/cCeGijLVTao/s400/DSC_3528.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404412327244937474" /&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/1316008295918130111-2061182139761164970?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/2061182139761164970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=2061182139761164970&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/2061182139761164970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/2061182139761164970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2009/11/we-are-here-to-trick-or-treat-trick-or.html' title='We are here to trick or treat, trick or treat, trick or treat.  We are here to trick or treat, oh Happy Halloween.'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SwBUZCr3m4I/AAAAAAAAAp0/CXqBtmLQjk4/s72-c/DSC_3470.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-3332500775659957084</id><published>2009-10-28T21:06:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T21:50:46.828-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Part 1</title><content type='html'>My Aunt Michelle came to visit, from Colorado this weekend.  My mother also made an appearance to Oklahoma...I jokingly type this, because as most of you know she is always gone/traveling with work.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a fantastic weekend!  I never knew we had so much to do in Edmond, OK.  I was surprised we were so busy with activities and events.  It made it very nice, because we had so much to show my Aunt Michelle.  I felt a little bad-our kids had terrible coughs and runny noses, but they did great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once again, I will share the story through a photo journal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Suj69WqjN5I/AAAAAAAAAnE/x1p8u4iwaVM/s1600-h/DSC_3041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Suj69WqjN5I/AAAAAAAAAnE/x1p8u4iwaVM/s400/DSC_3041.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397840085366552466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Friday night we took the kids to Storybook Theatre.  Regan and I had never been, but we have always heard how great the place was for children.  When we arrived, we roasted hotdogs and marshmallows.  Next time, I will dress the kids up in their Halloween costumes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Suj69G1IAkI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dP-Lz4EjZrA/s1600-h/DSC_3069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Suj69G1IAkI/AAAAAAAAAm8/dP-Lz4EjZrA/s400/DSC_3069.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397840081115939394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We finished eating, and the kids actually ate very well.  Thus, we started the adventure through the forrest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Suj68mZuDZI/AAAAAAAAAm0/dgqd90YTl_s/s1600-h/DSC_3079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Suj68mZuDZI/AAAAAAAAAm0/dgqd90YTl_s/s400/DSC_3079.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397840072411057554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Darby and Scout enjoyed getting their treats from the characters.  Both of them caught on quick-if you say Trick or Treat, candy goes into your bucket.  Now, I am really looking forward to Halloween this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Suj68Z1yGbI/AAAAAAAAAms/HShbU8LMP6M/s1600-h/DSC_3088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Suj68Z1yGbI/AAAAAAAAAms/HShbU8LMP6M/s400/DSC_3088.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397840069039102386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was just a great moment-showing their curiosity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Suj67qFdSKI/AAAAAAAAAmk/GG-W2hlSJQE/s1600-h/DSC_3101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Suj67qFdSKI/AAAAAAAAAmk/GG-W2hlSJQE/s400/DSC_3101.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397840056219945122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we finished walking through the forrest, we took a hayride.  Brrrr....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Suj9DAjs4zI/AAAAAAAAAns/gsqALQngKlo/s1600-h/IMG_0174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Suj9DAjs4zI/AAAAAAAAAns/gsqALQngKlo/s400/IMG_0174.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397842381534716722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saturday evening, we dressed the kids up in their costumes and took them to Big Truck Taco and the Ghoul Parade in Oklahoma City.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are so cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Suj9C_3aP_I/AAAAAAAAAnk/4utdIcwqMdk/s1600-h/DSC_3125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Suj9C_3aP_I/AAAAAAAAAnk/4utdIcwqMdk/s400/DSC_3125.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397842381348945906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Regan and I also dressed up for the occasion.  We decided to be political...I think we were the only ones who found it entertaining.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Suj9CdMHfVI/AAAAAAAAAnc/H9yJYa8gR1I/s1600-h/DSC_3109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Suj9CdMHfVI/AAAAAAAAAnc/H9yJYa8gR1I/s400/DSC_3109.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397842372040555858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Scout loved her Yoda hat, and she refused to take it off-even when we got home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Suj9CFplCAI/AAAAAAAAAnU/9k4EOdKRmYc/s1600-h/DSC_3129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Suj9CFplCAI/AAAAAAAAAnU/9k4EOdKRmYc/s400/DSC_3129.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397842365721675778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My mom, as usual, was cold before the sun went down.  :-)  My Aunt Michelle let my mom have her jacket.  Sisters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Suj9B_Fu-UI/AAAAAAAAAnM/2CgDrRHGncE/s1600-h/DSC_3106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Suj9B_Fu-UI/AAAAAAAAAnM/2CgDrRHGncE/s400/DSC_3106.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397842363960719682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We sat with the Dortch's, who kids looked perfect!  They were the Wizard of Oz theme: yellow brink road, lion, tin-man, and scarecrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Suj_wcBOV9I/AAAAAAAAAoM/dGJaE0dWbDA/s1600-h/DSC_3130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Suj_wcBOV9I/AAAAAAAAAoM/dGJaE0dWbDA/s400/DSC_3130.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397845361023670226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was right as the parade was starting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Suj_wIRCKlI/AAAAAAAAAoE/LiuQds7k0fw/s1600-h/DSC_3143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Suj_wIRCKlI/AAAAAAAAAoE/LiuQds7k0fw/s400/DSC_3143.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397845355721271890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Darby thought parts were rather entertaining.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Suj_vthX_yI/AAAAAAAAAn8/S4KiYI30Sro/s1600-h/DSC_3146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Suj_vthX_yI/AAAAAAAAAn8/S4KiYI30Sro/s400/DSC_3146.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397845348542054178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Scout started to get sleepy, so she decided to snuggle with grandma and Aunt Michelle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Suj_vZD4qEI/AAAAAAAAAn0/OpE_ZBh12TM/s1600-h/DSC_3163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Suj_vZD4qEI/AAAAAAAAAn0/OpE_ZBh12TM/s400/DSC_3163.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397845343049656386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is our crowd...YEAH, I can't wait until Amber has her baby!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;The following are just random photos that Regan took at the parade.  I think my favorite is Corey Ayers (Knight) dressed as a female.  Gorgeous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SukCX_g6RXI/AAAAAAAAApU/bEopS7eT6NQ/s1600-h/DSC_3213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SukCX_g6RXI/AAAAAAAAApU/bEopS7eT6NQ/s400/DSC_3213.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397848239589967218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SukCXpD2fdI/AAAAAAAAApM/iBD2_4Crvxs/s1600-h/DSC_3170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SukCXpD2fdI/AAAAAAAAApM/iBD2_4Crvxs/s400/DSC_3170.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397848233562504658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SukCXAEH-HI/AAAAAAAAApE/0MVIdJNI3es/s1600-h/DSC_3187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SukCXAEH-HI/AAAAAAAAApE/0MVIdJNI3es/s400/DSC_3187.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397848222557796466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SukCW2eU1aI/AAAAAAAAAo8/qTUWFda6sQo/s1600-h/DSC_3189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SukCW2eU1aI/AAAAAAAAAo8/qTUWFda6sQo/s400/DSC_3189.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397848219983336866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SukBhnZzKII/AAAAAAAAAo0/FrZ0ohBH2YI/s1600-h/DSC_3208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SukBhnZzKII/AAAAAAAAAo0/FrZ0ohBH2YI/s400/DSC_3208.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397847305404754050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SukBhGjwn7I/AAAAAAAAAos/IzGxd661E9g/s1600-h/DSC_3218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SukBhGjwn7I/AAAAAAAAAos/IzGxd661E9g/s400/DSC_3218.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397847296588160946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SukBgljyEnI/AAAAAAAAAok/ftfIs5EtqFM/s1600-h/DSC_3225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SukBgljyEnI/AAAAAAAAAok/ftfIs5EtqFM/s400/DSC_3225.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397847287729885810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SukBgXLlYII/AAAAAAAAAoc/NmcyNnNLyTc/s1600-h/DSC_3252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 329px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SukBgXLlYII/AAAAAAAAAoc/NmcyNnNLyTc/s400/DSC_3252.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397847283870294146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SukBgL19yoI/AAAAAAAAAoU/5tbB3bAsJ6s/s1600-h/DSC_3261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; 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We packed up the family and took a trip to Arkansas to visit Uncle Ryan, Aunt Jennifer, Taylor, and Aiden.  Darby was thrilled!  Everyday he asked, "We see Taylor and Aiden today?"  The night before we left he was squealing for joy and dancing around.  He misses his cousins a lot-I wish we lived closer.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a little photo journal of our trip:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In order to help our sanity, we left at 4:00 a.m.  The kids slept until almost 8:00 a.m.  By then, our trip was half over, and it was time for breakfast.  We stopped at Roland Cherokee Travel Plaza to eat and relax for a small moment.  While eating breakfast, Darby blurt out, "Mama, I'm not getting any bigger."  Regan and I couldn't control our laughter.  Poor Darby almost said immediately, "Stop laughing at me."  It was so adorable!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/StyuTHK0R8I/AAAAAAAAAkc/R4Zq5xnsmTQ/s1600-h/IMG_0355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/StyuTHK0R8I/AAAAAAAAAkc/R4Zq5xnsmTQ/s400/IMG_0355.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394378097048176578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we arrived in Arkansas, we were all so tired-nap time!  That evening was eventful.  Ryan had his swimmers over for a Jennifer Killackey meal-which means great food.  I was so full that my tummy hurt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day, Ryan checked Taylor and Aiden out of school early so we could hang out together.  Ryan was able to get a golf cart and drive us around on campus.  It was so much fun!  We ate in the cafeteria and played in the gym.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/StywdyJynCI/AAAAAAAAAks/EsMByfcyXWk/s1600-h/DSC_2707.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/StywdyJynCI/AAAAAAAAAks/EsMByfcyXWk/s400/DSC_2707.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394380479408544802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/StywfmbhJCI/AAAAAAAAAk8/vTaU15haV8w/s1600-h/DSC_2682.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/StywfmbhJCI/AAAAAAAAAk8/vTaU15haV8w/s400/DSC_2682.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394380510621410338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Stywe-Aqh5I/AAAAAAAAAk0/xlgEQwNIF4s/s1600-h/DSC_2688.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Stywe-Aqh5I/AAAAAAAAAk0/xlgEQwNIF4s/s400/DSC_2688.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394380499771361170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/StywdN6G0mI/AAAAAAAAAkk/1UuWrs_Y97w/s1600-h/DSC_2698.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/StywdN6G0mI/AAAAAAAAAkk/1UuWrs_Y97w/s400/DSC_2698.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394380469679084130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That evening, we drove to Hot Springs and toured the town.  One thing is for sure-Arkansas is beautiful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Styxf2-ZYGI/AAAAAAAAAlU/TzXGt_BmQ3U/s1600-h/IMG_0365.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Styxf2-ZYGI/AAAAAAAAAlU/TzXGt_BmQ3U/s400/IMG_0365.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394381614574297186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/StyxfDKJzoI/AAAAAAAAAlM/VfhOTSanD6I/s1600-h/IMG_0363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/StyxfDKJzoI/AAAAAAAAAlM/VfhOTSanD6I/s400/IMG_0363.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394381600664964738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Styxel1CZUI/AAAAAAAAAlE/h-BK0kYErYk/s1600-h/IMG_0373.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Styxel1CZUI/AAAAAAAAAlE/h-BK0kYErYk/s400/IMG_0373.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394381592791770434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Every time we get the boys-and girl-together, we feel it is important to take photos.  Unfortunately, the kids don't always want to corporate.  Normally, Scout is the handful and never sits still.  Taylor, of course,  is always perfect.  Aiden and Darby, well it's always a surprise.  For some reason, the middle pumpkin was jinxed-and Scout wanted to pose for every photo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sty3OX1QdeI/AAAAAAAAAl8/RH04K6qvWwA/s1600-h/DSC_2749.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sty3OX1QdeI/AAAAAAAAAl8/RH04K6qvWwA/s400/DSC_2749.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394387911226455522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sty3NPGSIaI/AAAAAAAAAl0/fWrUrxep4Ww/s1600-h/IMG_3147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sty3NPGSIaI/AAAAAAAAAl0/fWrUrxep4Ww/s400/IMG_3147.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394387891702079906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sty3L6vmogI/AAAAAAAAAls/FsX8pgcqfzY/s1600-h/IMG_3141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sty3L6vmogI/AAAAAAAAAls/FsX8pgcqfzY/s400/IMG_3141.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394387869058376194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sty3Ktfzf0I/AAAAAAAAAlk/1ZGpmGX3UW4/s1600-h/IMG_3173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sty3Ktfzf0I/AAAAAAAAAlk/1ZGpmGX3UW4/s400/IMG_3173.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394387848322580290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sty3JyjZsyI/AAAAAAAAAlc/sT-LBvcr7gU/s1600-h/IMG_3198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sty3JyjZsyI/AAAAAAAAAlc/sT-LBvcr7gU/s400/IMG_3198.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394387832499974946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, once we were able to let them run free at the University, they had a blast!  They also had fun tattooing themselves.  Taylor even let me know, "I want to look just like Uncle Regan."  Mimi would be so proud!  HAHA!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sty6QlBD42I/AAAAAAAAAmc/UWP5lX9bbSM/s1600-h/DSC_2897.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sty6QlBD42I/AAAAAAAAAmc/UWP5lX9bbSM/s400/DSC_2897.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394391247660245858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sty6P9EnzTI/AAAAAAAAAmU/ZvKP-0REgBE/s1600-h/DSC_2906.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sty6P9EnzTI/AAAAAAAAAmU/ZvKP-0REgBE/s400/DSC_2906.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394391236937764146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sty6POOI0bI/AAAAAAAAAmM/k4NJ6gegzbg/s1600-h/DSC_3002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sty6POOI0bI/AAAAAAAAAmM/k4NJ6gegzbg/s400/DSC_3002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394391224361210290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sty6Ogkug1I/AAAAAAAAAmE/P_ho0STvFow/s1600-h/DSC_3012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sty6Ogkug1I/AAAAAAAAAmE/P_ho0STvFow/s400/DSC_3012.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394391212107924306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What a blast...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This weekend, we are fortunate enough to have my Aunt Michelle visiting from Colorado!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316008295918130111-3209651334261379024?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/3209651334261379024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=3209651334261379024&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/3209651334261379024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/3209651334261379024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2009/10/weekend-fun.html' title='Weekend Fun.'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/StyuTHK0R8I/AAAAAAAAAkc/R4Zq5xnsmTQ/s72-c/IMG_0355.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-7392559885036558871</id><published>2009-10-11T21:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T22:12:29.307-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pizza and Pumpkins</title><content type='html'>This weekend has been a long, eventful weekend.  For the first time ever, we took the kids to a birthday at Chuck-e-Cheese.  Darby was thrilled.  He kept telling me he was going to meet Mickey Mouse.  Scout was just excited, because she saw how excited Darby was acting.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we arrived, both children took off and forgot they had parents with them.  Darby's favorite moment was getting to play some jungle game with Daddy and John.  I thought it was slightly violent, but Darby didn't seem to mind.  Scout just enjoyed walking up to random people and starring them down.  Those of you that know her, know she does this fairly well.  At one point I caught her stealing tokens from another kids cup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They both had a great time, and it was a GREAT birthday party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/StKcXbo9UTI/AAAAAAAAAjM/rLcZlKCY9Ug/s1600-h/DSC_2417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/StKcXbo9UTI/AAAAAAAAAjM/rLcZlKCY9Ug/s400/DSC_2417.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391543630286377266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/StKcY7yCCwI/AAAAAAAAAjk/rCzdd21zlMA/s1600-h/DSC_2484.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/StKcY7yCCwI/AAAAAAAAAjk/rCzdd21zlMA/s400/DSC_2484.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391543656094239490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/StKcZXQnHQI/AAAAAAAAAjs/AvBLLZK3Yk4/s1600-h/DSC_2490.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/StKcZXQnHQI/AAAAAAAAAjs/AvBLLZK3Yk4/s400/DSC_2490.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391543663470255362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/StKcYSofKzI/AAAAAAAAAjc/3_KUrxxy4Ao/s1600-h/DSC_2456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/StKcYSofKzI/AAAAAAAAAjc/3_KUrxxy4Ao/s400/DSC_2456.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391543645048351538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/StKcX3tp7vI/AAAAAAAAAjU/-uqdDASSj_c/s1600-h/DSC_2433.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/StKcX3tp7vI/AAAAAAAAAjU/-uqdDASSj_c/s400/DSC_2433.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391543637822271218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the party, we decided to take the kids to the pumpkin patch to pick out some pumpkins.  They had such a wonderful time, and now we can't wait to carve them!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/StKeXwdRR9I/AAAAAAAAAkU/Xh3XxyLoAmE/s1600-h/DSC_2630.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/StKeXwdRR9I/AAAAAAAAAkU/Xh3XxyLoAmE/s400/DSC_2630.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391545834897754066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/StKeXQgYGeI/AAAAAAAAAkM/cDOrpAPetOU/s1600-h/DSC_2644.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/StKeXQgYGeI/AAAAAAAAAkM/cDOrpAPetOU/s400/DSC_2644.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391545826320849378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/StKeWpy6JvI/AAAAAAAAAkE/9Jqy7XVWiio/s1600-h/DSC_2640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/StKeWpy6JvI/AAAAAAAAAkE/9Jqy7XVWiio/s400/DSC_2640.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391545815929595634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/StKeWLnoHzI/AAAAAAAAAj8/5QyRHk5EhXw/s1600-h/DSC_2616.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/StKeWLnoHzI/AAAAAAAAAj8/5QyRHk5EhXw/s400/DSC_2616.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391545807829212978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/StKeVowVEfI/AAAAAAAAAj0/eDn_NgJhaY8/s1600-h/DSC_2670.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/StKeVowVEfI/AAAAAAAAAj0/eDn_NgJhaY8/s400/DSC_2670.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391545798470472178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316008295918130111-7392559885036558871?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/7392559885036558871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=7392559885036558871&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/7392559885036558871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/7392559885036558871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2009/10/pizza-and-pumpkins.html' title='Pizza and Pumpkins'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/StKcXbo9UTI/AAAAAAAAAjM/rLcZlKCY9Ug/s72-c/DSC_2417.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-8973891185513935081</id><published>2009-10-06T21:10:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T21:26:05.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mama, I want Mama Mia-again!</title><content type='html'>Life is so great!  No matter what your children do to make you angry, they also make you smile and realize how much you love them.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This evening we went to the Boy's Ranch to hang out with some students.  The kids had a blast playing on the playground, riding horses, eating chips and desserts, etc.  Regan and I had a great time mingling with teachers and students.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Ssv7UCKgI6I/AAAAAAAAAjE/u1KweHI0Y2c/s1600-h/Scout1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Ssv7UCKgI6I/AAAAAAAAAjE/u1KweHI0Y2c/s400/Scout1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389677700675806114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Ssv7TaWC1eI/AAAAAAAAAi8/bCtNkVHnO_4/s1600-h/Scout.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Ssv7TaWC1eI/AAAAAAAAAi8/bCtNkVHnO_4/s400/Scout.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389677689986799074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Ssv7S8l08yI/AAAAAAAAAi0/Vlx2rs5BAEM/s1600-h/Darby1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Ssv7S8l08yI/AAAAAAAAAi0/Vlx2rs5BAEM/s400/Darby1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389677681999934242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Ssv7SUOPx6I/AAAAAAAAAis/FRKlr1NfUk4/s1600-h/Darby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 305px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Ssv7SUOPx6I/AAAAAAAAAis/FRKlr1NfUk4/s400/Darby.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389677671163611042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids were in high spirits when we arrived back at the house.  Darby asked if we could listen to Mama Mia.  We danced and laughed.  Then he asked to listen again-and again.  Finally, I got my phone out so I could record the footage.  After the tenth time of listening to Mama Mia, I decided it was time for bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-be062d8abbc87742" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbe062d8abbc87742%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331460913%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D18092EB0C3C2C2EB331A67C07846D5617DAE9078.65F5E8169B056A911372D4387B518E41E5E63BBB%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbe062d8abbc87742%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D2cFpprkkd5AjVgDoswJsUooR8HI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dbe062d8abbc87742%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331460913%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D18092EB0C3C2C2EB331A67C07846D5617DAE9078.65F5E8169B056A911372D4387B518E41E5E63BBB%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dbe062d8abbc87742%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D2cFpprkkd5AjVgDoswJsUooR8HI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316008295918130111-8973891185513935081?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/8973891185513935081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=8973891185513935081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/8973891185513935081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/8973891185513935081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2009/10/mama-i-want-mama-mia-again.html' title='Mama, I want Mama Mia-again!'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Ssv7UCKgI6I/AAAAAAAAAjE/u1KweHI0Y2c/s72-c/Scout1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-6443475597658804652</id><published>2009-09-23T20:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T20:21:24.229-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Let's take a trip on our favorite rocket-ship..."</title><content type='html'>Regan and I try very hard to keep our kids away from TV and movies, unless we find it necessary.  When we are getting ready in the mornings, it is necessary.  However, we do not like most of the cartoons on TV at 6:00 a.m.  Thankfully Target sales Little Einstein's.  Whoo Hoo!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, every morning our children are singing, dancing, and learning classical music pieces.  They love it, and we are excited it's educational.  It does however pose a slight problem...everyday, Darby is asking for a trumpet, flute, violin, etc.  You name it-he wants it.  He also seems to think that every musical note is from Mozart and every rocket-ship is from Little Einstein.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, while I am at Volleyball practice or games, Regan takes the kids to Rocket-ship Park.  As Scout would say, "Here we gooooo."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SrrJQUgFvOI/AAAAAAAAAiE/thIxbHB8YY4/s1600-h/IMG_0126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SrrJQUgFvOI/AAAAAAAAAiE/thIxbHB8YY4/s400/IMG_0126.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384837586693242082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SrrJP9BivRI/AAAAAAAAAh8/UNMVB2X3Z4I/s1600-h/IMG_0125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SrrJP9BivRI/AAAAAAAAAh8/UNMVB2X3Z4I/s400/IMG_0125.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384837580391103762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SrrJPUpOpDI/AAAAAAAAAh0/dQvfNJu-fcI/s1600-h/IMG_0132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SrrJPUpOpDI/AAAAAAAAAh0/dQvfNJu-fcI/s400/IMG_0132.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384837569551705138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SrrJO5znhFI/AAAAAAAAAhs/8So61Rkehrw/s1600-h/IMG_0124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SrrJO5znhFI/AAAAAAAAAhs/8So61Rkehrw/s400/IMG_0124.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384837562347521106" /&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/1316008295918130111-6443475597658804652?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/6443475597658804652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=6443475597658804652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/6443475597658804652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/6443475597658804652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2009/09/lets-take-trip-on-our-favorite-rocket.html' title='&quot;Let&apos;s take a trip on our favorite rocket-ship...&quot;'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SrrJQUgFvOI/AAAAAAAAAiE/thIxbHB8YY4/s72-c/IMG_0126.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-410689057654457776</id><published>2009-09-13T21:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T21:41:32.007-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye, bye buggie.</title><content type='html'>We are officially safe and free from all bugs, viruses, etc.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Therefore, I will just post photos of the kids being silly before bed.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sq2tRAi5V-I/AAAAAAAAAhk/WADhtDawyyE/s1600-h/IMG_0253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sq2tRAi5V-I/AAAAAAAAAhk/WADhtDawyyE/s400/IMG_0253.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381147637493356514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sq2tPxeO22I/AAAAAAAAAhc/6J8iy862ne4/s1600-h/IMG_0255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sq2tPxeO22I/AAAAAAAAAhc/6J8iy862ne4/s400/IMG_0255.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381147616267393890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316008295918130111-410689057654457776?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/410689057654457776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=410689057654457776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/410689057654457776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/410689057654457776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2009/09/bye-bye-buggie.html' title='Bye, bye buggie.'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sq2tRAi5V-I/AAAAAAAAAhk/WADhtDawyyE/s72-c/IMG_0253.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-8612360424943817023</id><published>2009-09-11T09:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T09:15:47.910-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The bug...</title><content type='html'>This last week has been rather eventful!  Everything from Labor Day, volleyball games, open house, parent day, and yes-the FLU.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Darby tested POSITIVE for Type A flu Wednesday evening.  He has been stuffed up with a dry cough, which lead us to believe he had an allergy/sinus infection.  However, when we received a phone call from a parent telling us her child had the "piggy" flu, we decided to have Darby tested.  I was in shock when the test came back positive.  He does not have a fever, and he does not act tired.  Weird...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all, we have had a wonderful last few weeks.  Here are some photos from the Science Museum.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SqpbV1RwKUI/AAAAAAAAAhU/90h1jKB8y-A/s1600-h/IMG_0218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SqpbV1RwKUI/AAAAAAAAAhU/90h1jKB8y-A/s400/IMG_0218.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380213135484397890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SqpbVDXl8eI/AAAAAAAAAhM/ALIKdUE5ncc/s1600-h/IMG_0224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SqpbVDXl8eI/AAAAAAAAAhM/ALIKdUE5ncc/s400/IMG_0224.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380213122087121378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SqpbU6tl-FI/AAAAAAAAAhE/uLvBqNDV9w4/s1600-h/IMG_0233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SqpbU6tl-FI/AAAAAAAAAhE/uLvBqNDV9w4/s400/IMG_0233.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380213119763478610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SqpbUGRKYPI/AAAAAAAAAg8/x3Cj5GWPst0/s1600-h/IMG_0235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SqpbUGRKYPI/AAAAAAAAAg8/x3Cj5GWPst0/s400/IMG_0235.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380213105685586162" /&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/1316008295918130111-8612360424943817023?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/8612360424943817023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=8612360424943817023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/8612360424943817023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/8612360424943817023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2009/09/bug.html' title='The bug...'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SqpbV1RwKUI/AAAAAAAAAhU/90h1jKB8y-A/s72-c/IMG_0218.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-5351018957854702590</id><published>2009-08-31T21:09:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T21:30:35.272-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow...summer is gone, school has started, and we are behind!</title><content type='html'>This has been a crazy whirlwind trying to adjust to new schedules and be prepared for school all at the same time!  I have been so behind on the blog, that I would never make it back---but, Sara Walker inspired me.  She seems to always be busier than me.  So, if she has time to sit down and catch people up her blog, so can I-right?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Regan and I started back to school, and I am so excited because my room was remodeled over the summer.  It looks GREAT!  However, I didn't get to unpack my room until Friday evening (literally).  School started Tuesday.  Even with the rough start, my classes are going rather smooth.  I love my kiddos, and I am even more excited about my Yearbook staff!  They rock this year.  I am also coaching Volleyball after school, and I am having a blast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Regan is doing well.  He is still teaching regular Junior English and two section of AP Literature.  His classes are going very well.  We have been trying a NEW workout system since we are both so busy once school is finished.  I have been getting up at 4:50 every morning to go run, and then Regan goes to workout after I get home.  So far, we have been doing really well with the new schedule.  I am impressed that I have the energy to stay awake all day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Darby and Scout are perfect as perfect can be.  They are both growing and learning so fast.  It is insane to see how fast they develop and how fast their minds expand.  We had such a wonderful summer hanging out together that it was a little difficult for them to go back to daycare.  However, our daycare provider is amazing-and they love her.  What more could you ask for?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Here are a few photos we took at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Stokey's&lt;/span&gt; birthday party.  We celebrated BATMAN style, and the kids had a ball.  It was also nice to talk with friends I haven't seen in FOREVER.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sheesh&lt;/span&gt; having kids really takes away your social life.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SpyFWThqmWI/AAAAAAAAAgU/Wwfyne_j4c8/s1600-h/IMG_0196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SpyFWThqmWI/AAAAAAAAAgU/Wwfyne_j4c8/s400/IMG_0196.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376318673418623330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SpyFzOX0rYI/AAAAAAAAAgs/VGykH_ROSrg/s1600-h/IMG_0084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SpyFzOX0rYI/AAAAAAAAAgs/VGykH_ROSrg/s400/IMG_0084.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376319170251369858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SpyGdeiebZI/AAAAAAAAAg0/OwEY_q3dx88/s1600-h/IMG_0203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SpyGdeiebZI/AAAAAAAAAg0/OwEY_q3dx88/s400/IMG_0203.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376319896145522066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SpyFymrqrMI/AAAAAAAAAgk/NC64JSzELeE/s1600-h/IMG_0080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SpyFymrqrMI/AAAAAAAAAgk/NC64JSzELeE/s400/IMG_0080.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376319159597182146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Regan takes the kids to daycare every morning, since I have to at work before him.  I guess they were waiting on Daddy to finish getting ready???&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SpyFx2f9ZZI/AAAAAAAAAgc/2W00W_vJfhs/s1600-h/IMG_0085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SpyFx2f9ZZI/AAAAAAAAAgc/2W00W_vJfhs/s400/IMG_0085.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376319146663175570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;My kids and I love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Unpluggits&lt;/span&gt;.  I just wish we could play for free!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SpyFV5hVZbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/qupQWdkNlj4/s1600-h/IMG_0176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SpyFV5hVZbI/AAAAAAAAAgM/qupQWdkNlj4/s400/IMG_0176.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376318666437911986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Puppet Show&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SpyFVYkZb9I/AAAAAAAAAgE/oUvofwVm4d4/s1600-h/IMG_0169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SpyFVYkZb9I/AAAAAAAAAgE/oUvofwVm4d4/s400/IMG_0169.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376318657592389586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Painting time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SpyFVLZ6OEI/AAAAAAAAAf8/rIZq-gsIGIQ/s1600-h/IMG_0078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SpyFVLZ6OEI/AAAAAAAAAf8/rIZq-gsIGIQ/s400/IMG_0078.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376318654058739778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Swimming time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SpyFUrintDI/AAAAAAAAAf0/G8OV9I7L2Rs/s1600-h/IMG_0069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SpyFUrintDI/AAAAAAAAAf0/G8OV9I7L2Rs/s400/IMG_0069.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376318645505340466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Darby with the Dragon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316008295918130111-5351018957854702590?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/5351018957854702590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=5351018957854702590&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/5351018957854702590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/5351018957854702590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2009/08/wowsummer-is-gone-school-has-started.html' title='Wow...summer is gone, school has started, and we are behind!'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SpyFWThqmWI/AAAAAAAAAgU/Wwfyne_j4c8/s72-c/IMG_0196.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-7860317855673389455</id><published>2009-08-06T21:35:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T22:08:34.865-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer is almost GONE...</title><content type='html'>This summer has been fast and fun!  We have done so much and spent so much time together as a family.  It has been WONDERFUL!  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Regan an I have also been spoiled this summer.  Both of us received iPhones.  I also thought iPhones were such a waste, but now that I have one-I can't imagine not having one.  I LOVE my phone.  I have added all these different apps, and Darby is learning how to spell words(simple words-but he is still learning).  Unfortunately, the iPhone has kept me off the computer AND OFF THE BLOG PAGE-YIKES!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Therefore, I wanted to take some time and actually download some photos that we have taken from our iPhones...enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Regan has been spending this past week with the kids while I work at the school.  I was in charge of Tiger Camp for the in-coming students (which was a success even with the rain). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can tell he has done his best to get out of the house...zoo, pool, museums, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SnuWtF8QdyI/AAAAAAAAAeU/6Ao27GBuppc/s1600-h/IMG_0046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SnuWtF8QdyI/AAAAAAAAAeU/6Ao27GBuppc/s400/IMG_0046.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367049082375272226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SnuWsx1sK7I/AAAAAAAAAeM/6dV-n-HitXY/s1600-h/IMG_0047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SnuWsx1sK7I/AAAAAAAAAeM/6dV-n-HitXY/s400/IMG_0047.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367049076979018674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SnuWsv8CUgI/AAAAAAAAAeE/07trwdlmZL4/s1600-h/IMG_0049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SnuWsv8CUgI/AAAAAAAAAeE/07trwdlmZL4/s400/IMG_0049.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367049076468765186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SnuWsLoMySI/AAAAAAAAAd8/JakClx2BZSM/s1600-h/IMG_0052.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SnuWsLoMySI/AAAAAAAAAd8/JakClx2BZSM/s400/IMG_0052.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367049066721888546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SnuWr94DO3I/AAAAAAAAAd0/LLTZB-DdOY8/s1600-h/IMG_0058.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SnuWr94DO3I/AAAAAAAAAd0/LLTZB-DdOY8/s1600-h/IMG_0058.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SnuWr94DO3I/AAAAAAAAAd0/LLTZB-DdOY8/s400/IMG_0058.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367049063030274930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have also spent the summer hanging out with Max and Caster, Ryan Walker's boys.  There are precious and helpful when it comes to having two little ones around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SnuXvmejQ6I/AAAAAAAAAec/VkNgEHvJ_Gc/s1600-h/IMG_0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SnuXvmejQ6I/AAAAAAAAAec/VkNgEHvJ_Gc/s400/IMG_0042.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367050224980411298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Needless to say, we do take many photos with our new handy-dandy iPhones, but we have slacked on the job at getting photos up for the family to see.  Sorry...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SnuYf5O1PfI/AAAAAAAAAfE/5xwQmXsubNg/s1600-h/IMG_0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SnuYf5O1PfI/AAAAAAAAAfE/5xwQmXsubNg/s400/IMG_0014.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367051054648475122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Just brushing our teeth before bedtime.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SnuYfbWXraI/AAAAAAAAAe8/dugJeCwDs_I/s1600-h/IMG_0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SnuYfbWXraI/AAAAAAAAAe8/dugJeCwDs_I/s400/IMG_0016.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367051046627028386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Here kitty, kitty."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SnuYfAembhI/AAAAAAAAAe0/-q0445npLac/s1600-h/IMG_0026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SnuYfAembhI/AAAAAAAAAe0/-q0445npLac/s400/IMG_0026.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367051039413792274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Dark Killackeys&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SnuYesRMhrI/AAAAAAAAAes/zx-fXPWRIhM/s1600-h/IMG_0028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SnuYesRMhrI/AAAAAAAAAes/zx-fXPWRIhM/s400/IMG_0028.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367051033988859570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I like visiting the Walker's house!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SnuYeXencQI/AAAAAAAAAek/0dSkuJT4004/s1600-h/IMG_0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SnuYeXencQI/AAAAAAAAAek/0dSkuJT4004/s400/IMG_0033.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367051028408004866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yep, it is confirmed-the Walker's house ROCKS!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SnuZ4OO1zAI/AAAAAAAAAfs/7uDAFjmLkl8/s1600-h/IMG_0079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SnuZ4OO1zAI/AAAAAAAAAfs/7uDAFjmLkl8/s400/IMG_0079.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367052572114144258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Sorry, Tinkerbell, I cannot make that appointment."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SnuZ3ie0tmI/AAAAAAAAAfk/ruFJ8App1hk/s1600-h/IMG_0097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SnuZ3ie0tmI/AAAAAAAAAfk/ruFJ8App1hk/s400/IMG_0097.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367052560370021986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Watching movies at Mimi's house.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SnuZ3TUSlJI/AAAAAAAAAfc/zGOxOC6Nasg/s1600-h/IMG_0109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SnuZ3TUSlJI/AAAAAAAAAfc/zGOxOC6Nasg/s400/IMG_0109.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367052556299310226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Watching movies at Grandma Mimi's house.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SnuZ3B-v9zI/AAAAAAAAAfU/0TjOFJV-1vw/s1600-h/IMG_0140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SnuZ3B-v9zI/AAAAAAAAAfU/0TjOFJV-1vw/s400/IMG_0140.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367052551645558578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scout dressed up as Snow White, but insisted on wearing Darby's Pirate hat.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SnuZ2mg6evI/AAAAAAAAAfM/1ch0kb7Y_Us/s1600-h/IMG_0147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SnuZ2mg6evI/AAAAAAAAAfM/1ch0kb7Y_Us/s400/IMG_0147.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367052544272661234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Darby did not like his pirate hat and insisted on taking it off.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Needless to say, this really has been a great summer.  I will be sad to see the summer dissolve, but I am thankful to get back to work soon.  We love you all!&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/1316008295918130111-7860317855673389455?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/7860317855673389455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=7860317855673389455&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/7860317855673389455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/7860317855673389455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2009/08/summer-is-almost-gone.html' title='Summer is almost GONE...'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SnuWtF8QdyI/AAAAAAAAAeU/6Ao27GBuppc/s72-c/IMG_0046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-1512925928379981723</id><published>2009-07-19T17:21:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T22:12:00.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Arkansas Trip</title><content type='html'>We went to visit Uncle Ryan, Aunt Jennifer, Taylor, and Aiden in Arkansas.  This was Darby and Scout's first LONG trip, and they did very well!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to the famous splash park, where Darby and Scout both conquered different things.  Darby has started to conquer swimming, and Scout has conquered her fear of the pool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SmOeEaV5qWI/AAAAAAAAAb8/PiABMWO0tpY/s1600-h/IMG_0441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SmOeEaV5qWI/AAAAAAAAAb8/PiABMWO0tpY/s400/IMG_0441.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360301780128868706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SmOeEJkrXYI/AAAAAAAAAb0/HxxxkQeqqkE/s1600-h/IMG_0449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SmOeEJkrXYI/AAAAAAAAAb0/HxxxkQeqqkE/s400/IMG_0449.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360301775627443586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SmOeDovWt2I/AAAAAAAAAbs/Fe32O-lj14M/s1600-h/IMG_0431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SmOeDovWt2I/AAAAAAAAAbs/Fe32O-lj14M/s400/IMG_0431.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360301766813857634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SmOeDSKHhHI/AAAAAAAAAbk/IESfCVOz1WA/s1600-h/IMG_0425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SmOeDSKHhHI/AAAAAAAAAbk/IESfCVOz1WA/s400/IMG_0425.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360301760752092274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we had major playtime at the house when we gave the kiddos their surprises!  Of course, Darby wanted to play with Scout's fairy wand.  Sheesh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SmOdONCLiDI/AAAAAAAAAbc/JZyK6ztUoWA/s1600-h/IMG_0453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SmOdONCLiDI/AAAAAAAAAbc/JZyK6ztUoWA/s400/IMG_0453.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360300848843556914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SmOdN80kgLI/AAAAAAAAAbU/D-LXNyrVpjY/s1600-h/IMG_0456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SmOdN80kgLI/AAAAAAAAAbU/D-LXNyrVpjY/s400/IMG_0456.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360300844491505842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ryan gave us a tour of his campus, and Aunt Jennifer took some great photos of the kids.  We had a blast running around and playing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SmOdNncANfI/AAAAAAAAAbM/SE07R3P_c0I/s1600-h/IMG_2890.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SmOdNncANfI/AAAAAAAAAbM/SE07R3P_c0I/s400/IMG_2890.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360300838751319538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SmOdNbARj8I/AAAAAAAAAbE/WuCT2Ece_UQ/s1600-h/IMG_2909.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SmOdNbARj8I/AAAAAAAAAbE/WuCT2Ece_UQ/s400/IMG_2909.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360300835413790658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SmOdNIwPmmI/AAAAAAAAAa8/YJa-BUaVa5s/s1600-h/IMG_2920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SmOdNIwPmmI/AAAAAAAAAa8/YJa-BUaVa5s/s400/IMG_2920.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360300830514715234" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1316008295918130111-1512925928379981723?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/1512925928379981723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=1512925928379981723&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/1512925928379981723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/1512925928379981723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2009/07/arkansas-trip.html' title='Arkansas Trip'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SmOeEaV5qWI/AAAAAAAAAb8/PiABMWO0tpY/s72-c/IMG_0441.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-4068812017392364885</id><published>2009-07-16T22:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T22:33:31.422-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Staying Cool</title><content type='html'>Darby loved the water.  I try to take him to the pool as often as I can, but as most of you are well aware-it almost gets too HOT!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Therefore, we have found other creative ways to allow Darby to have fun with water, while we sit in the shade.  He only needs his underwear and a water hose to be perfectly content.  I'm sure we look strange to those driving through the neighborhood looking at homes for sale, but Darby could care less-as he is having the time of his life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SmPkQwR_jyI/AAAAAAAAAds/-pYNYXXacWU/s1600-h/DSC_0406.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SmPkQwR_jyI/AAAAAAAAAds/-pYNYXXacWU/s400/DSC_0406.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360378957990432546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SmPkQebj8MI/AAAAAAAAAdk/E4m_Xz6geOo/s1600-h/DSC_0407.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SmPkQebj8MI/AAAAAAAAAdk/E4m_Xz6geOo/s400/DSC_0407.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360378953198727362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SmPkQIiBxOI/AAAAAAAAAdc/OuIT1SbaTLw/s1600-h/DSC_0413.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SmPkQIiBxOI/AAAAAAAAAdc/OuIT1SbaTLw/s400/DSC_0413.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360378947320268002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sometimes Darby gets a little too excited, and he likes to spray his sister down with water.  In his defense, he is just trying to cool her off.  None the less, she gets slightly aggravated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SmPkPz_9yGI/AAAAAAAAAdU/01qP12TYhCM/s1600-h/DSC_0416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SmPkPz_9yGI/AAAAAAAAAdU/01qP12TYhCM/s400/DSC_0416.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360378941808691298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316008295918130111-4068812017392364885?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/4068812017392364885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=4068812017392364885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/4068812017392364885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/4068812017392364885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2009/07/staying-cool.html' title='Staying Cool'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SmPkQwR_jyI/AAAAAAAAAds/-pYNYXXacWU/s72-c/DSC_0406.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-853336972911289613</id><published>2009-07-10T22:12:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T22:25:07.661-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Independence Weekend</title><content type='html'>We had a wonderful 4th of July weekend.  The weekend started with Angie and I taking the kids to lunch and a movie.  That is right, we took 10 children to see a film.  They were all little angles.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SmPhvrW_fcI/AAAAAAAAAc0/MwTtoTSQLAg/s1600-h/IMG_0327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SmPhvrW_fcI/AAAAAAAAAc0/MwTtoTSQLAg/s400/IMG_0327.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360376190710283714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SmPhvcFapJI/AAAAAAAAAcs/umIgDjllICA/s1600-h/IMG_0326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SmPhvcFapJI/AAAAAAAAAcs/umIgDjllICA/s400/IMG_0326.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360376186610033810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we decided we needed some major pool time with the Dortch family.  Darby and Scout had a blast.  Scout decided she liked the pool without her panda floating device.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SmPh_Tz43KI/AAAAAAAAAdM/5YmenIhTW8c/s1600-h/IMG_0333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SmPh_Tz43KI/AAAAAAAAAdM/5YmenIhTW8c/s400/IMG_0333.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360376459266940066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SmPh_A33D9I/AAAAAAAAAdE/P4t9bc5EvW0/s1600-h/IMG_0332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SmPh_A33D9I/AAAAAAAAAdE/P4t9bc5EvW0/s400/IMG_0332.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360376454183325650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SmPh-hrLzEI/AAAAAAAAAc8/h3mSynXNbPo/s1600-h/IMG_0336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SmPh-hrLzEI/AAAAAAAAAc8/h3mSynXNbPo/s400/IMG_0336.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360376445808659522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later, Darby helped me make brownies to take to our picnic.  He was more interested in licking the bowl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SmPhWjjRXsI/AAAAAAAAAck/f_Uu7PCpX9U/s1600-h/IMG_0341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SmPhWjjRXsI/AAAAAAAAAck/f_Uu7PCpX9U/s400/IMG_0341.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360375759117573826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We spent the 4th of July at Mike and Ana's house for a friendly picnic.  The kids really enjoyed themselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SmPhIAiYQvI/AAAAAAAAAcc/QhnpUpvAZ7Q/s1600-h/DSC_0402.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SmPhIAiYQvI/AAAAAAAAAcc/QhnpUpvAZ7Q/s400/DSC_0402.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360375509200421618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SmPhH6_qUII/AAAAAAAAAcU/PxP6ZVz6uos/s1600-h/DSC_0397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SmPhH6_qUII/AAAAAAAAAcU/PxP6ZVz6uos/s400/DSC_0397.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360375507712626818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SmPhHaSUrkI/AAAAAAAAAcM/e4CAzHkK86s/s1600-h/DSC_0389.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SmPhHaSUrkI/AAAAAAAAAcM/e4CAzHkK86s/s400/DSC_0389.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360375498932530754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SmPhHLYwp1I/AAAAAAAAAcE/kD4hiCMTpV4/s1600-h/DSC_0376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SmPhHLYwp1I/AAAAAAAAAcE/kD4hiCMTpV4/s400/DSC_0376.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360375494932997970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/1316008295918130111-853336972911289613?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/853336972911289613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=853336972911289613&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/853336972911289613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/853336972911289613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2009/07/independence-weekend.html' title='Independence Weekend'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SmPhvrW_fcI/AAAAAAAAAc0/MwTtoTSQLAg/s72-c/IMG_0327.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-7793342039638533857</id><published>2009-06-29T20:43:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T21:00:47.877-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Summer Fun.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Art time at home, or as Darby would say, "Ein Van Gogh Mama."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SklvguSePNI/AAAAAAAAAa0/vaJhtbQGHxU/s1600-h/IMG_0267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 229px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SklvguSePNI/AAAAAAAAAa0/vaJhtbQGHxU/s400/IMG_0267.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352932240078552274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sklvb4mr74I/AAAAAAAAAas/i3dai4wL1Lg/s1600-h/IMG_0268.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sklvb4mr74I/AAAAAAAAAas/i3dai4wL1Lg/s400/IMG_0268.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352932156948344706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Science Museum Fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SklvbvTer_I/AAAAAAAAAak/ljOVp1J-isc/s1600-h/IMG_0298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SklvbvTer_I/AAAAAAAAAak/ljOVp1J-isc/s400/IMG_0298.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352932154451865586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Regan on a segway.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SklvbTyDBGI/AAAAAAAAAac/oK0Mqj6BBzs/s1600-h/IMG_0301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 344px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SklvbTyDBGI/AAAAAAAAAac/oK0Mqj6BBzs/s400/IMG_0301.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352932147063882850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Elanna on a segway.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;The children has a BLAST!  Darby throughly enjoyed the planets.  He can name each planet, and knows the order.  He also knows people live on "ERF."  Scout enjoyed running wild and not being in a stroller.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SklvbF-ojnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/LI1Ra8sAF2M/s1600-h/IMG_0274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SklvbF-ojnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/LI1Ra8sAF2M/s400/IMG_0274.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352932143358578290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sklva1yNeeI/AAAAAAAAAaM/0Se-fucNqdQ/s1600-h/IMG_0281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 181px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sklva1yNeeI/AAAAAAAAAaM/0Se-fucNqdQ/s400/IMG_0281.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352932139011504610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sklu1GIzwiI/AAAAAAAAAaE/J2c7VRN7RM4/s1600-h/IMG_0290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 373px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sklu1GIzwiI/AAAAAAAAAaE/J2c7VRN7RM4/s400/IMG_0290.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352931490566226466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sklu0ibVkiI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/yhgDwl851G8/s1600-h/IMG_0286.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sklu0ibVkiI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/yhgDwl851G8/s400/IMG_0286.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352931480980263458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sklu0Do_4oI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ogWsL6DYdLg/s1600-h/IMG_0294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sklu0Do_4oI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/ogWsL6DYdLg/s400/IMG_0294.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352931472716063362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Skluzx2DYXI/AAAAAAAAAZs/w1V47Zaq2WQ/s1600-h/IMG_0305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 276px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Skluzx2DYXI/AAAAAAAAAZs/w1V47Zaq2WQ/s400/IMG_0305.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352931467938980210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Skluzg0tOpI/AAAAAAAAAZk/ApHwuuDoSwU/s1600-h/IMG_0311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 362px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Skluzg0tOpI/AAAAAAAAAZk/ApHwuuDoSwU/s400/IMG_0311.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352931463369931410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;The kiddos had a WONDERFUL time at Eric and Jessica's Wedding.  It was beautiful, and Jessica was so smart to blow up balloons for the kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SkluGEAHm_I/AAAAAAAAAZc/bk2r_PMzRTc/s1600-h/IMG_0319.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 245px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SkluGEAHm_I/AAAAAAAAAZc/bk2r_PMzRTc/s400/IMG_0319.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352930682539056114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SkluF6BHEjI/AAAAAAAAAZU/uktj7oIIBck/s1600-h/IMG_0325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 400px;" 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src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SkluFF1X4JI/AAAAAAAAAZE/yGXOqsGhU1k/s400/IMG_0320.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352930665850986642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316008295918130111-7793342039638533857?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/7793342039638533857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=7793342039638533857&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/7793342039638533857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/7793342039638533857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2009/06/more-summer-fun.html' title='More Summer Fun.'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SklvguSePNI/AAAAAAAAAa0/vaJhtbQGHxU/s72-c/IMG_0267.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-8972449523261405747</id><published>2009-06-21T23:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T23:56:28.704-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Fun.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sj8N0gTdFLI/AAAAAAAAAY8/gZxXhtdnbIo/s1600-h/IMG_0256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sj8N0gTdFLI/AAAAAAAAAY8/gZxXhtdnbIo/s400/IMG_0256.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350010078015329458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scout is always ready to leave the house.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sj8N0OyW4SI/AAAAAAAAAY0/hOp5TFPCzRk/s1600-h/DSC_0212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sj8N0OyW4SI/AAAAAAAAAY0/hOp5TFPCzRk/s400/DSC_0212.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350010073313108258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Darby likes to show off his muscles.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sj8Nz-yiApI/AAAAAAAAAYs/0tFaY_q3w7M/s1600-h/DSC_0243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sj8Nz-yiApI/AAAAAAAAAYs/0tFaY_q3w7M/s400/DSC_0243.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350010069018870418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scout loves being outside.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sj8NzmpXkgI/AAAAAAAAAYk/8dBlJk15Nlk/s1600-h/DSC_0267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sj8NzmpXkgI/AAAAAAAAAYk/8dBlJk15Nlk/s400/DSC_0267.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350010062537986562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Darby has conquered his fear of dinosaurs, thanks to Max and Caster.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sj8NNiSDekI/AAAAAAAAAYc/TbmzWQi2buI/s1600-h/DSC_0304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sj8NNiSDekI/AAAAAAAAAYc/TbmzWQi2buI/s400/DSC_0304.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350009408531429954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scout enjoys the zoo.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sj8NNZuqonI/AAAAAAAAAYU/A98kRU9xeYw/s1600-h/DSC_0320.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sj8NNZuqonI/AAAAAAAAAYU/A98kRU9xeYw/s400/DSC_0320.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350009406235517554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Killackey Living-room of FUN!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sj8NMxp3KEI/AAAAAAAAAYM/pt1CzACUQDA/s1600-h/DSC_0344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sj8NMxp3KEI/AAAAAAAAAYM/pt1CzACUQDA/s400/DSC_0344.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350009395477948482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Daddy enjoys back-walking time.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sj8NMkbHOeI/AAAAAAAAAYE/3DwEF9Sjrdg/s1600-h/DSC_0367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sj8NMkbHOeI/AAAAAAAAAYE/3DwEF9Sjrdg/s400/DSC_0367.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350009391926426082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scout is learning dance moves, while Darby tackles the couch.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sj8NMRmBf0I/AAAAAAAAAX8/SAOhpdQdfcI/s1600-h/IMG_0262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sj8NMRmBf0I/AAAAAAAAAX8/SAOhpdQdfcI/s400/IMG_0262.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350009386871914306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Snack time by the pool side.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316008295918130111-8972449523261405747?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/8972449523261405747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=8972449523261405747&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/8972449523261405747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/8972449523261405747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2009/06/summer-fun.html' title='Summer Fun.'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sj8N0gTdFLI/AAAAAAAAAY8/gZxXhtdnbIo/s72-c/IMG_0256.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-2486591466502853388</id><published>2009-06-13T14:40:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T15:09:28.615-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes and Events</title><content type='html'>At the mall, Darby motions to Aiden and myself to stay put then says:&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;"O.K.  I be right back."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the zoo, I took Darby to see the dinosaurs.  With a death grip around my neck, I took him out the emergency exit.  When he calmed down, he spoke through mild tears:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;"Dinosaurs not happy with me."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scout was bit by a spider and had an allergic reaction.  Due to her medicine she is not allowed to be outside until TUESDAY!  Today is only Saturday.  So, I am trying to keep her busy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-38c6d603cd48edda" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/2486591466502853388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2009/06/quotes-and-events.html' title='Quotes and Events'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SjQHWK02zWI/AAAAAAAAAX0/TtsSeTQlnU4/s72-c/IMG_0249.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-1340104403543816857</id><published>2009-06-11T22:41:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T23:06:52.317-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Killackey Fun</title><content type='html'>Regan and I took our very first vacation together-ALONE (aka without children)-to Ohio for a friend's wedding.  It was absolutely wonderful!  We had a fabulous time with friends, but mainly each other.  However, I excited to return home to my beautiful babies!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever since we have been back home it has been Killackey fun.  Taylor and Aiden are in town (without parents)-so, of course we are loading the kids up on sweets, fun, sun, etc.  Hear are some highlights:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SjHTpTtqN5I/AAAAAAAAAXk/D7ujWUiys78/s1600-h/DSC_1222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SjHTpTtqN5I/AAAAAAAAAXk/D7ujWUiys78/s320/DSC_1222.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346286939285370770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Merry-go-round fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SjHTpCnIN7I/AAAAAAAAAXc/FJY9Ttb3aXQ/s1600-h/DSC_1174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SjHTpCnIN7I/AAAAAAAAAXc/FJY9Ttb3aXQ/s320/DSC_1174.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346286934694574002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Taylor smiles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SjHTo_WMuuI/AAAAAAAAAXU/21bStd5oNdA/s1600-h/DSC_1231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SjHTo_WMuuI/AAAAAAAAAXU/21bStd5oNdA/s320/DSC_1231.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346286933818260194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kids pose in their favorite play area at Mimi and Papa's house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SjHTohSkUhI/AAAAAAAAAXM/Blkf63l6HV0/s1600-h/DSC_1232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SjHTohSkUhI/AAAAAAAAAXM/Blkf63l6HV0/s320/DSC_1232.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346286925749965330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YEAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SjHToR_5xxI/AAAAAAAAAXE/SqkON9b-hu4/s1600-h/DSC_1234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SjHToR_5xxI/AAAAAAAAAXE/SqkON9b-hu4/s320/DSC_1234.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346286921645147922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SjHSiUYh_UI/AAAAAAAAAW8/lIsV3cTE84w/s1600-h/IMG_0232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SjHSiUYh_UI/AAAAAAAAAW8/lIsV3cTE84w/s320/IMG_0232.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346285719694474562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Darby running around at the mall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SjHSiIbv0TI/AAAAAAAAAW0/QLE6ml9VMDU/s1600-h/IMG_0234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SjHSiIbv0TI/AAAAAAAAAW0/QLE6ml9VMDU/s320/IMG_0234.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346285716486738226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aiden acting like a pirate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SjHShiI5zZI/AAAAAAAAAWs/21b6Snp3f14/s1600-h/IMG_0236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SjHShiI5zZI/AAAAAAAAAWs/21b6Snp3f14/s320/IMG_0236.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346285706207153554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boys being boys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SjHShYB0gxI/AAAAAAAAAWk/sj3VkT1UHcQ/s1600-h/IMG_0246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SjHShYB0gxI/AAAAAAAAAWk/sj3VkT1UHcQ/s320/IMG_0246.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346285703493092114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Darby and Aiden playing video games.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SjHR1jSxjxI/AAAAAAAAAWc/y3IYibiCorY/s1600-h/DSC_0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SjHR1jSxjxI/AAAAAAAAAWc/y3IYibiCorY/s320/DSC_0013.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346284950602747666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;POOL TIME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SjHR1VnI1YI/AAAAAAAAAWU/jRl6AisZqhk/s1600-h/DSC_0048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SjHR1VnI1YI/AAAAAAAAAWU/jRl6AisZqhk/s320/DSC_0048.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346284946930062722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scout loving life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SjHR0xWoMEI/AAAAAAAAAWM/w-a6WBCPKFk/s1600-h/DSC_0058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SjHR0xWoMEI/AAAAAAAAAWM/w-a6WBCPKFk/s320/DSC_0058.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346284937197137986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Darby and Ryder enjoying ladybugs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SjHQ-HEyllI/AAAAAAAAAWE/1MZkgxV5P6Y/s1600-h/DSC_0113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SjHQ-HEyllI/AAAAAAAAAWE/1MZkgxV5P6Y/s320/DSC_0113.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346283998135096914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Taylor's Fort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SjHQ9nEAipI/AAAAAAAAAV8/pviSJfQrPiU/s1600-h/DSC_0117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SjHQ9nEAipI/AAAAAAAAAV8/pviSJfQrPiU/s320/DSC_0117.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346283989541882514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aiden playing peek-a-boo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SjHQ9Z997RI/AAAAAAAAAV0/moEyqydIoNI/s1600-h/DSC_0122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SjHQ9Z997RI/AAAAAAAAAV0/moEyqydIoNI/s320/DSC_0122.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346283986026884370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Daddy playing with his son.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SjHQ9CUrgBI/AAAAAAAAAVs/xSWkypJmXyQ/s1600-h/DSC_0126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SjHQ9CUrgBI/AAAAAAAAAVs/xSWkypJmXyQ/s320/DSC_0126.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346283979679694866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scout bathing with the 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href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2009/06/killackey-fun.html' title='Killackey Fun'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SjHTpTtqN5I/AAAAAAAAAXk/D7ujWUiys78/s72-c/DSC_1222.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-6521528027116935541</id><published>2009-05-31T22:20:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T23:00:37.963-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Sweet Home.</title><content type='html'>We finally made it home after a long weekend.  The last 15 minutes were a struggle, but we made it none the less.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was hilarious that once we arrived and took the car seats out of the rental, our children wanted to sit in the car seats.  They also wanted to play IN THE CAR.  Sheesh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Needless to say everyone was excited to back home...even Regan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-cb5515ef645e3daa" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/6521528027116935541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2009/05/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home Sweet Home.'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SiNLtyKSsnI/AAAAAAAAAVk/kvlq8Z6oeGk/s72-c/DSC_1071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-583118619142688954</id><published>2009-05-31T22:03:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T22:20:26.392-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Animal Safari</title><content type='html'>We woke up Sunday morning bright and early at 7:00 a.m.  It was time for breakfast.  As the kiddos were running around the hotel we decided to take them to the Animal Safari.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SiNH_DCH3kI/AAAAAAAAAVM/iS6iCiBQcmE/s1600-h/DSC_0859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SiNH_DCH3kI/AAAAAAAAAVM/iS6iCiBQcmE/s320/DSC_0859.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342192731463081538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the camel that followed us until she saw another car with more food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SiNH-yk5MJI/AAAAAAAAAVE/gmxAD2rAe6E/s1600-h/DSC_0909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SiNH-yk5MJI/AAAAAAAAAVE/gmxAD2rAe6E/s320/DSC_0909.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342192727045517458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Scout really enjoyed the breeze.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SiNH-p8pHVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/Aju1qBk3idU/s1600-h/DSC_0870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SiNH-p8pHVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/Aju1qBk3idU/s320/DSC_0870.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342192724729208146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Darby is letting know how "cute" the animals are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SiNHRet1DUI/AAAAAAAAAU0/Pus3irk6nBU/s1600-h/DSC_0885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SiNHRet1DUI/AAAAAAAAAU0/Pus3irk6nBU/s320/DSC_0885.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342191948620172610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We tried really hard to feed every animal that came our way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SiNHRE_AVWI/AAAAAAAAAUs/chwYiTN-hpo/s1600-h/DSC_0940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SiNHRE_AVWI/AAAAAAAAAUs/chwYiTN-hpo/s320/DSC_0940.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342191941712893282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lama's have REALLY soft lips, and they love food as much as the camel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SiNHQsjGkqI/AAAAAAAAAUk/xqEI_XObODg/s1600-h/DSC_0945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SiNHQsjGkqI/AAAAAAAAAUk/xqEI_XObODg/s320/DSC_0945.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342191935153410722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She is just too cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SiNHQR1EC6I/AAAAAAAAAUc/zhMi_SpWFe8/s1600-h/DSC_0950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SiNHQR1EC6I/AAAAAAAAAUc/zhMi_SpWFe8/s320/DSC_0950.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342191927980985250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Scout just enjoyed throwing food out the window.  Sometimes there weren't even animals around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SiNHQKwKGTI/AAAAAAAAAUU/M5f7DkXp0Aw/s1600-h/DSC_0955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SiNHQKwKGTI/AAAAAAAAAUU/M5f7DkXp0Aw/s320/DSC_0955.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342191926081362226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316008295918130111-583118619142688954?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/583118619142688954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=583118619142688954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/583118619142688954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/583118619142688954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2009/05/animal-safari.html' title='Animal Safari'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SiNH_DCH3kI/AAAAAAAAAVM/iS6iCiBQcmE/s72-c/DSC_0859.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-4332069144892543630</id><published>2009-05-31T20:48:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T22:02:45.059-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Family trip!</title><content type='html'>Saturday morning we woke up at 4:30 a.m. to start loading up and heading to Springfield.  Our children were not thrilled that they had to wake up and start getting ready before the sun was even awake.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We went to Springfield, MO to celebrate my Aunt Sandra's 50th wedding anniversary.  It was a HUGE event, because most everyone in the family was able to attend making it a very special time.  My great-grandmother is 99 years old, and she is one of my ultimate heros.  We were able to take 5 year generation photos, and I was so excited to have her meet my children.  As my children grow up, I look forward to telling them about Grandma Hightower and what an amazing woman she was to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SiM2rXuO4eI/AAAAAAAAATc/Z1BsrJU1cdY/s1600-h/DSC_0652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SiM2rXuO4eI/AAAAAAAAATc/Z1BsrJU1cdY/s320/DSC_0652.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342173701721743842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kiddos has so much fun meeting everyone, running around in circles, eating cake, and loving life.  Several times Darby and Scout bumped heads, but through the pain and bruises they kept running and playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SiM2sFshWWI/AAAAAAAAATs/2DI-9P5C4pk/s1600-h/DSC_0699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SiM2sFshWWI/AAAAAAAAATs/2DI-9P5C4pk/s320/DSC_0699.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342173714062596450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SiM2r3c4IeI/AAAAAAAAATk/G7OJit9h-xA/s1600-h/DSC_0708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SiM2r3c4IeI/AAAAAAAAATk/G7OJit9h-xA/s320/DSC_0708.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342173710238884322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the 50th wedding anniversary party, we took a trip out to the farm. We were hoping we would be able to get our children down for a nap-especially since they woke up at 5:00 a.m.  Yet the only nap our children would take was the car ride from the city to the farm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SiM422sIYnI/AAAAAAAAAT8/LxQ7ZjfaEDc/s1600-h/DSC_0839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SiM422sIYnI/AAAAAAAAAT8/LxQ7ZjfaEDc/s320/DSC_0839.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342176098036245106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Scout really loved playing in the grass and running around the house.  She really didn't care for the cows much, but she loved Aunt Michelle's dogs.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SiNB7UN45WI/AAAAAAAAAUE/DbMYXD9771M/s1600-h/DSC_0788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SiNB7UN45WI/AAAAAAAAAUE/DbMYXD9771M/s320/DSC_0788.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342186070286591330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SiM42bjk8gI/AAAAAAAAAT0/jgmzVB-4QAo/s1600-h/DSC_0773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SiM42bjk8gI/AAAAAAAAAT0/jgmzVB-4QAo/s320/DSC_0773.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342176090752610818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Darby wanted the keys for the tractor.  He wasn't fooled for a bit that he was driving a tractor.  He knew keys were needed to turn the tractor on.  He also loved playing on top the hay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SiNDcbTVGNI/AAAAAAAAAUM/tQfkOx61riM/s1600-h/DSC_0767.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SiNDcbTVGNI/AAAAAAAAAUM/tQfkOx61riM/s320/DSC_0767.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342187738635770066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 9:00 p.m. we headed back into the city.  In all honesty, I must say our children did amazing.  They woke up at 5 o'clock, took an hour nap, and passed out in literally seconds of loading them in the car a little after 9:00 p.m.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316008295918130111-4332069144892543630?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/4332069144892543630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=4332069144892543630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/4332069144892543630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/4332069144892543630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2009/05/family-trip.html' title='Family trip!'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SiM2rXuO4eI/AAAAAAAAATc/Z1BsrJU1cdY/s72-c/DSC_0652.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-5225509161175612700</id><published>2009-05-26T23:43:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T06:57:14.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'>YIKES!  Family, friends and fun equals long time no blogging.</title><content type='html'>We have been having a blast staying busy with family and friends.  Uncle Ryan, Aunt Jennifer, and Aunt Rita came to town to visit for Memorial weekend.  It was wonderful!  Darby and Scout were able to play with Taylor and Aiden-Scout held her own with all the boys!  She is super tough.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We spent some time at the pool...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/ShzHnXAdvlI/AAAAAAAAASs/lQGz99jpQ6g/s1600-h/IMG_0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/ShzHnXAdvlI/AAAAAAAAASs/lQGz99jpQ6g/s320/IMG_0020.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340362737159355986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/ShzHnHmp-wI/AAAAAAAAASk/lPnII3ZcgDE/s1600-h/IMG_0006.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/_bMhJXn-T_r8/ShzHnHmp-wI/AAAAAAAAASk/lPnII3ZcgDE/s320/IMG_0006.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340362733024574210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Darby loved hanging out at the pool, and did not really want to leave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/ShzHmzlKacI/AAAAAAAAASc/KXtutUJyEP4/s1600-h/IMG_0017.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/_bMhJXn-T_r8/ShzHmzlKacI/AAAAAAAAASc/KXtutUJyEP4/s320/IMG_0017.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340362727649601986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Scout wanted nothing to do with pool.  It was too cold for her precious little body.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also spent some time at Mimi's house celebrating Ryan's birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/ShzFwO8Sk0I/AAAAAAAAASU/PjBUgMgp5Qk/s1600-h/IMG_0109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/ShzFwO8Sk0I/AAAAAAAAASU/PjBUgMgp5Qk/s320/IMG_0109.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340360690589930306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kids in the tub after playing.  Go MIMI!  Bathe all those kiddos at once, superwoman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tried to put Scout in pigtails.  She would dance and have fun until she realized their was something odd about her hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a1be3bf0f9e93fac" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da1be3bf0f9e93fac%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331460914%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D447501D0B320250806B228E6E28A4FDFB3DE4454.5E895D22D7C9EB9B6F78D9854A6ED98784555F3E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da1be3bf0f9e93fac%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DhZ-hyEHkpTKPd0FVm19hqM47gTw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da1be3bf0f9e93fac%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331460914%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D447501D0B320250806B228E6E28A4FDFB3DE4454.5E895D22D7C9EB9B6F78D9854A6ED98784555F3E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da1be3bf0f9e93fac%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DhZ-hyEHkpTKPd0FVm19hqM47gTw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ff112666d736e29f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dff112666d736e29f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331460914%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D68E1C7501FB419751608060B2277196EEC04C247.7EBAC8F1B617CC50BD932060642C425F9ECFA478%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dff112666d736e29f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-4DreUPhRIXwS45J22PmSUOop-M&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dff112666d736e29f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331460914%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D68E1C7501FB419751608060B2277196EEC04C247.7EBAC8F1B617CC50BD932060642C425F9ECFA478%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dff112666d736e29f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-4DreUPhRIXwS45J22PmSUOop-M&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then she immediately tried to remove her pigtails.  I tried really hard to put them back in, but she was NOT having it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Memorial Day we spent some time with friends, and enjoyed GREAT food!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/ShzJv8rwEhI/AAAAAAAAATU/glmsGqLZBzQ/s1600-h/IMG_0030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/ShzJv8rwEhI/AAAAAAAAATU/glmsGqLZBzQ/s320/IMG_0030.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340365083735233042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Darby had a GREAT time in the Princess bedroom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/ShzJvtOA1aI/AAAAAAAAATM/k4oRVlAQhFk/s1600-h/IMG_0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/ShzJvtOA1aI/AAAAAAAAATM/k4oRVlAQhFk/s320/IMG_0022.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340365079583970722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He also had a GREAT time playing in the pool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/ShzJvtcABkI/AAAAAAAAATE/fn4EqoY1nvg/s1600-h/IMG_0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/ShzJvtcABkI/AAAAAAAAATE/fn4EqoY1nvg/s320/IMG_0024.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340365079642637890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Again, Scout was not pleased with the cold water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/ShzJvcm952I/AAAAAAAAAS8/GB3j6gw3D7c/s1600-h/IMG_0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/ShzJvcm952I/AAAAAAAAAS8/GB3j6gw3D7c/s320/IMG_0027.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340365075125233506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She was happier driving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/ShzJvD7DWxI/AAAAAAAAAS0/O-YdQleGW-E/s1600-h/IMG_0154.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/_bMhJXn-T_r8/ShzJvD7DWxI/AAAAAAAAAS0/O-YdQleGW-E/s320/IMG_0154.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340365068498590482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WAIT-Stephanie was able to keep Scout in the pool AND keep her happy.  YEAH!!!!&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/1316008295918130111-5225509161175612700?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a1be3bf0f9e93fac&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=ff112666d736e29f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/5225509161175612700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=5225509161175612700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/5225509161175612700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/5225509161175612700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2009/05/yikes-family-friends-and-fun-equals.html' title='YIKES!  Family, friends and fun equals long time no blogging.'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/ShzHnXAdvlI/AAAAAAAAASs/lQGz99jpQ6g/s72-c/IMG_0020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-3083995566519693467</id><published>2009-05-17T20:04:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T12:04:27.502-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been too long.</title><content type='html'>I would like to blame the weather for not posting a blog sooner.  We have had some very nice days lately; therefore, we have taken full advantage of spending time outside with the kids.  Trust me-they have enjoyed every minute! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would also like to blame our calendar for not posting sooner.  We have been crazy busy ever since Mother's Day weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Monday-Friday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;6:15 am&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Wake up, get ready, drink coffee, get kids ready, make lunches, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;7:20 am&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Leave for work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WORK, WORK, WORK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3:00 pm&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Workout&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4:30 pm&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Pick up kids, snack time, juices, play outside for awhile, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;5:30 pm Eat dinner, bathe, play some more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At this point we normally start evening routine getting the kids ready for bed and then doing what we need to do to prepare for the next day.  However, this was Mother's Day weekend and the beginning of  graduation month!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; evening:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;6:30 pm Reagn took the kids to Jim and Karen's house, while I ran to there house from our &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="WHITE-SPACE: pre"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;house to get in my workout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we went to celebrate, because Ryan Walker graduated!  Although I felt bad because I was so exhausted from a long week-I didn't chat much.  We did have a sensational time, and it was a wonderful gathering!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Saturday, May 9th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Darby woke up and crawled into bed with us.  At first I was ecstatic because I thought the kids had let us sleep in.  The clock did read 8:00'ish.  Our bright eyed child was bouncing with energy exclaiming, "I want donuts.  Get up, mommy, get up.  I want donuts."  So, Regan being the wonderful Dad he is crawled out of bed and took Darby to Daylight Donuts.  We were both wondering why we so incredibly exhausted...then Regan noticed the clock in the car read 6:15 am.  UGH!  The kids messed with our alarm clock!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later on that morning, I received a phone call from my mother.  She decided to fly in and spend the evening with us for Mother's Day weekend.  I tried to clean up the house the best I could.  The kids of course refused to take a nap.  We took Leo to the airport.  We went to McNellie's to celebrate with Corey and Katy (more graduates).  Then we went to the airport to pick up my mom and went to eat dinner at Sumo's.  Came home, did laundry, bathed children, tried to sleep.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Sunday, May 10th: Mother's Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Darby woke up with a very wet bed at 2:00 am.  My mom's alarm went off at 5:00 am, 5:10 am, 5:20 am, 5:30 am, etc.  We all woke up at 6:30, ate breakfast, played, and took mom to the airport at 8:00 am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We then spent the afternoon at Mimi grandma's house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Monday-Friday: &lt;/span&gt;Same as before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, this Friday evening we had kickball games rescheduled.  Therefore, after I ran we went to go play kickball.  It was great!  Two of our former students came to visit, and they went to play with us.  We actually came to close to winning this time.  Of course, the 2nd game was called off due to the massive thunderstorm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/ShDW9Yn8WhI/AAAAAAAAASM/26rUu_dFMN0/s1600-h/DSC_0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337001908504386066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/ShDW9Yn8WhI/AAAAAAAAASM/26rUu_dFMN0/s320/DSC_0015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/ShDW9IKFvxI/AAAAAAAAASE/bsr3tyAQy_Y/s1600-h/DSC_0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337001904084205330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/ShDW9IKFvxI/AAAAAAAAASE/bsr3tyAQy_Y/s320/DSC_0026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/ShDW82PSN6I/AAAAAAAAAR8/3bKQ7z7tBTs/s1600-h/DSC_0049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337001899274155938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/ShDW82PSN6I/AAAAAAAAAR8/3bKQ7z7tBTs/s320/DSC_0049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/ShDW8k29UgI/AAAAAAAAAR0/2RTuDxh7gwA/s1600-h/DSC_0084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337001894608720386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/ShDW8k29UgI/AAAAAAAAAR0/2RTuDxh7gwA/s320/DSC_0084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/ShDW8Y7PDkI/AAAAAAAAARs/45y1u0dUmAk/s1600-h/DSC_0100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337001891405434434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/ShDW8Y7PDkI/AAAAAAAAARs/45y1u0dUmAk/s320/DSC_0100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Saturday, May 16th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Regan had Edmond Memorial's graduation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We (the kids and I) went to Corey Ayers graduation party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later in the evening we went to another graduation party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the Jewel's over for some hang out time.  The kids played, and then we put them to bed.  This allowed the grown-ups to watch &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;The Wrestle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;.  It was great-depressing-great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Sunday, May 17th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was lazy and wanted to sleep the day away...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet again we had more visitors.  It was exciting to see Alex Spears and his lovely girlfriend (Mallory).  He graduated as well.  This was our 4th visit in just a few weeks from former students.  Finals must be over!  That means we can call for babysitters!!!  Right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/ShDT2bV5TiI/AAAAAAAAARk/Bub9Zy_nItk/s1600-h/DSC_0612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336998490440027682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/ShDT2bV5TiI/AAAAAAAAARk/Bub9Zy_nItk/s320/DSC_0612.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The month of May just gets a little crazier from here on out.  So, bare with us as we sparingly log on to post photos and make updates.  After May, the June weddings approach.  In July, Max and Caster will bless us with their arrival, and my children will have playmates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316008295918130111-3083995566519693467?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/3083995566519693467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=3083995566519693467&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/3083995566519693467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/3083995566519693467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-been-to-long.html' title='It&apos;s been too long.'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/ShDW9Yn8WhI/AAAAAAAAASM/26rUu_dFMN0/s72-c/DSC_0015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-7189167908796473134</id><published>2009-05-06T21:09:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T21:24:05.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunshine.</title><content type='html'>It is about time!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My children were so bored being confined to our inner walls, they had resorted to playing in Lola's kennel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SgJEZD6NZzI/AAAAAAAAAQk/_NpXAxcNDP0/s1600-h/DSC_0595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SgJEZD6NZzI/AAAAAAAAAQk/_NpXAxcNDP0/s320/DSC_0595.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332900106096961330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SgJEY1TPbsI/AAAAAAAAAQc/r0H5VjZM2sk/s1600-h/DSC_0602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SgJEY1TPbsI/AAAAAAAAAQc/r0H5VjZM2sk/s320/DSC_0602.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332900102175420098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Therefore, when the sunshine came out today, I knew it was a time to satisfy everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Instead of running, I took the day off to take my children on a walk and enjoy the weather.  It was fantastic.  Darby was so excited to be outside: "I go the park, Mommy?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I decided to head home and ask Regan if he wanted to play at the park after dinner.  However, I was surprised to see one of my favorite people in the world-Sam Rohr!  We decided to load up the family and go to dinner, and of course the park.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SgJE38HVXYI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/yLO7-Y58Hgc/s1600-h/0506091912-00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SgJE38HVXYI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/yLO7-Y58Hgc/s320/0506091912-00.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332900636580470146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SgJE3-p2DUI/AAAAAAAAAQs/x-ottBKkT_g/s1600-h/0506091911-00.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/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SgJE3-p2DUI/AAAAAAAAAQs/x-ottBKkT_g/s320/0506091911-00.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332900637262089538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overall, it has been a joyous day, and I do not regret at all...skipping my afternoon run.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally-sunshine!  YEAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316008295918130111-7189167908796473134?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/7189167908796473134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=7189167908796473134&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/7189167908796473134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/7189167908796473134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2009/05/sunshine.html' title='Sunshine.'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SgJEZD6NZzI/AAAAAAAAAQk/_NpXAxcNDP0/s72-c/DSC_0595.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-7706010213471424468</id><published>2009-05-03T22:05:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T23:02:59.145-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cabin Fever</title><content type='html'>Rain, rain go away!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday was the last day my poor children were outside, even then it was sprinkling.  However, I let them go outside because both children were by the door whining.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had just finished my afternoon run-therefore, I was wearing a headband.  Before we could go outside, Darby was begging me to put a headband on him.  So, I did-man style.  At first he did not enjoy it so much, but once he looked in the mirror he loved the idea of looking like daddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sf5jgZ0xthI/AAAAAAAAAPs/eoxjxQHVdE0/s1600-h/DSC_0611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sf5jgZ0xthI/AAAAAAAAAPs/eoxjxQHVdE0/s320/DSC_0611.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331808417192457746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sf5jgFNXBWI/AAAAAAAAAPk/vt8Gpx6o_mo/s1600-h/DSC_0595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sf5jgFNXBWI/AAAAAAAAAPk/vt8Gpx6o_mo/s320/DSC_0595.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331808411658421602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sf5jftztRwI/AAAAAAAAAPc/UZsT98-n1Gs/s1600-h/DSC_0590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sf5jftztRwI/AAAAAAAAAPc/UZsT98-n1Gs/s320/DSC_0590.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331808405376812802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sf5jhA63v2I/AAAAAAAAAP8/yPa35gzrlRA/s1600-h/DSC_0664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sf5jhA63v2I/AAAAAAAAAP8/yPa35gzrlRA/s320/DSC_0664.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331808427687001954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sf5jgqg5hII/AAAAAAAAAP0/dc2Keo7prTA/s1600-h/DSC_0662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sf5jgqg5hII/AAAAAAAAAP0/dc2Keo7prTA/s320/DSC_0662.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331808421672486018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our time outside was short lived.  The sprinkle turned into a light rain-besides it was dinner time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TODAY-SUNDAY...still no sunshine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to give my children away-for a few hours.  Scout is not only cutting her molars, but BOTH children have been diagnosed with Cabin Fever.  The rain and mud have kept us trapped in a box.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two little ones can only play with each other for so long before they start tormenting one another.  Trust me, Scout loves to torment Darby.  Once they realize tormenting has lost its fun, they start the destructive phase.  If I didn't know any better, I would say someone drugged my children with steroids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-855c660d4c092181" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331809377065702786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, Regan and I decided to go grocery shopping and let the kids run around the store.  So, we loaded up the family and headed to Crest.  At the stop light on 2nd &amp;amp; Blvd, we were distracted by the Edmond Arts Festival.  PERFECT!  We parked and let our children run around, stomp in puddles, bump into strangers, fall down, exhaust themselves, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9e4bb6d6ae66740b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9e4bb6d6ae66740b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331460914%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8449AC71D62346F3D4D76CF83F96D2223C72F184.49D91900145E23AD5C8805F23B73DE0B8B9B1C68%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9e4bb6d6ae66740b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DRWTGcqlwb65WdS9Som5AymAC2Zw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;Darby rode the ferris wheel.  I was afraid he would stand or panic-something.  Instead he sat and enjoyed the ride with a huge grin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After 45 minutes passed, we loaded the family up and still went to Crest for more fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Awe.  This is the life, and I'm loving every moment.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316008295918130111-7706010213471424468?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=855c660d4c092181&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=9e4bb6d6ae66740b&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/7706010213471424468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=7706010213471424468&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/7706010213471424468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/7706010213471424468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2009/05/cabin-fever.html' title='Cabin Fever'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sf5jgZ0xthI/AAAAAAAAAPs/eoxjxQHVdE0/s72-c/DSC_0611.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-7182613967663444341</id><published>2009-04-26T22:16:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T22:38:15.080-05:00</updated><title type='text'>D-A-R-B-Y</title><content type='html'>This has been a very busy week.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have spent the week preparing and planning for Tallerico's shower, enjoying our first official game of kickball, and watching the kids learn new and exciting things-words-moves, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have started running a little more frequently to get back into shape.  My goal is to be up to 5 miles by the end of May.  If I motivate myself, I know I can accomplish my goal.  I just have to be determined to REALLY motivate myself.  Maybe if I were to envision cleaning while I run...  All I know is that a friend of ours has started running every morning (no days off), and she has lost five pounds.  I think that is motivation enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, like I said, I have been running.  Thursday when I arrived at the house I discovered my family enjoying the weather outside.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SfUoF-j5VpI/AAAAAAAAAO8/EcHCKIqbVn4/s1600-h/DSC_0306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SfUoF-j5VpI/AAAAAAAAAO8/EcHCKIqbVn4/s320/DSC_0306.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329209817220863634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later that evening, while we were preparing dinner, the kids continued to play and enjoy sibling time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SfUoGMYCiXI/AAAAAAAAAPE/3f0hGnZA8oc/s1600-h/DSC_0300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SfUoGMYCiXI/AAAAAAAAAPE/3f0hGnZA8oc/s320/DSC_0300.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329209820929231218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday, the day of rest after celebrating Amanda and Jamie, we had a SURPRISE visit from my grandma.  When Regan said my Grandmother would be at the house in 30 minutes, I thought he meant my mother.  However, it was really my grandma-from Colorado.  What a GREAT treat!  It was really nice seeing grandma and having her see the kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SfUoGX_wLuI/AAAAAAAAAPU/Q48Zt4nhDtY/s1600-h/DSC_0432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SfUoGX_wLuI/AAAAAAAAAPU/Q48Zt4nhDtY/s320/DSC_0432.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329209824048590562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SfUoGARRwoI/AAAAAAAAAPM/rl_gVIk4BSI/s1600-h/DSC_0436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SfUoGARRwoI/AAAAAAAAAPM/rl_gVIk4BSI/s320/DSC_0436.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329209817679643266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to Jason's Deli for lunch.  Then I decided my house needed to be cleaned.  I went all out: cleaning the walls, floors, windows, etc.  It was great.  I love the smell of bleach.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Regan loaded up the kids and took them over to the Dortch's house to play.  Once I finished mopping the floors, I left and met them up for dinner.  Great cooks...I think I will just go there every night to eat.  Yum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we finally made it back home, Darby was playing with his letters.  I knew he could spell his name (verbally) leaving out the "R" at times.  However, he can REALLY spell his name.  He lined up the letters-looked at me-and said, "D-A-R-B-Y. Darby."  I was so proud!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SfUjww4BBxI/AAAAAAAAAO0/FXJ5NOqU0jA/s1600-h/DSC_0439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SfUjww4BBxI/AAAAAAAAAO0/FXJ5NOqU0jA/s320/DSC_0439.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329205054723393298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My kids are growing up so fast.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316008295918130111-7182613967663444341?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/7182613967663444341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=7182613967663444341&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/7182613967663444341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/7182613967663444341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2009/04/d-r-b-y.html' title='D-A-R-B-Y'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SfUoF-j5VpI/AAAAAAAAAO8/EcHCKIqbVn4/s72-c/DSC_0306.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-2421279687999519431</id><published>2009-04-18T10:19:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T23:07:44.850-05:00</updated><title type='text'>PAY BACK BEGINS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At two years old, Darby has already begun to deliver the timeless adage of YOUR CHILDREN WILL REPAY YOU TEN-FOLD.  I am frightened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I came home yesterday afternoon, Scout and Darby were napping.  When the slumber was wearing thin, I crept into their room and rolled up Darby into my chest.  As he slowly brightened up, Darby looked up at me through blue children's sunglasses that he had been wearing during the ENTIRE nap.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I asked Elanna, "Where did Darby get these glasses?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Well, the sunglasses were hanging of his face as I was loading-up the kids into the car.  I guess he picked them up in the play area at Quail.  Or he grabbed them from Children's Place or Journeys," she said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Are you telling me that our son is a shoplifter?!!" I exclaimed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Mmm...possibly so."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My son is a thief with crooked sunglasses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SeoCrEy4DDI/AAAAAAAAANU/aWke5A-bI9I/s1600-h/DSC_0188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SeoCrEy4DDI/AAAAAAAAANU/aWke5A-bI9I/s320/DSC_0188.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326072448363793458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before the criminal snatched his prized possession, he and his sister spent the day running, jumping, laughing, and wrestling with Stokely, Josh, and Aubry Fudge!  Deirdre and Elanna looked on with an air of humor and satisfaction as their children wore themselves out.  After purchasing new Van's and giving Tori hugs at the shoe store, the kids headed home for naps. That is where my story began.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SeoDZWPluRI/AAAAAAAAANs/aMpuN0wvFRw/s1600-h/DSC_0166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SeoDZWPluRI/AAAAAAAAANs/aMpuN0wvFRw/s320/DSC_0166.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326073243321612562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SeoDY0X0ZrI/AAAAAAAAANk/zTpKcPbMFZw/s1600-h/DSC_0171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SeoDY0X0ZrI/AAAAAAAAANk/zTpKcPbMFZw/s320/DSC_0171.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326073234229323442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SeoDY1c6BzI/AAAAAAAAANc/a3qMUxc2YHw/s1600-h/DSC_0134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SeoDY1c6BzI/AAAAAAAAANc/a3qMUxc2YHw/s320/DSC_0134.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326073234519099186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night the Killackeys and the Dortchs broke some bread at Jason's Deli then hung out and played Wii at the Dortchs.  Cody, Cade, Cole, Darby, and Scout grouped building blocks and Wii remotes in different piles as the parents had to facilitate the sharing process.  Since Darby is now obsessed with being SO COOL, he quickly found Cody's 3-D glasses and a guitar and stood watching, posing.  Hilarious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QFKRGL6-wc4/Sen8RMgkd_I/AAAAAAAAAEs/B53xpxlvpFA/s1600-h/0417092041-00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QFKRGL6-wc4/Sen8RMgkd_I/AAAAAAAAAEs/B53xpxlvpFA/s400/0417092041-00.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326065406688131058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning, thanks to On Demand-Havoc Music, Darby has been dancing up a storm to old Andrew W.K. and Hot Water Music videos.  Once again, hilarious.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316008295918130111-2421279687999519431?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/2421279687999519431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=2421279687999519431&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/2421279687999519431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/2421279687999519431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2009/04/pay-back-begins.html' title='PAY BACK BEGINS'/><author><name>Regan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03035116328161622096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QFKRGL6-wc4/SJHLxgrI9pI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m6goSb-Ofz8/S220/IMG_2029.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SeoCrEy4DDI/AAAAAAAAANU/aWke5A-bI9I/s72-c/DSC_0188.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-7687197145614425367</id><published>2009-04-14T20:09:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T20:51:24.363-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Even with the rain, we enjoyed our Easter.</title><content type='html'>I realized I have allowed our busy schedule to keep me posting new photos.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a wonderful Easter weekend!  We attended Crossings on Friday evening to hear the choir perform the message through song.  I am use to seeing plays; therefore, the music was a nice change.  We dropped the kiddos off in their selected age group rooms.  Darby and Scout were delighted to be dropped off and play with other children/toys.  When the service was over, we decided to pick Scout up first.  She was running around the room chewing on a toy, and then she turned to see Regan and I standing at the door.  All of a sudden she started to burst into tears.  It was as if someone had just beaten her.  Hilarious!  Darby on the other hand was just fine-staying or going.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We came home, put the kids to bed and enjoyed an evening of Thursday night TV from the Internet.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day was beautiful!  Saturday Work Schedule (via Regan):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Times;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;6:30am-7:00am--Attempt to put back to sleep two cranky, thirsty children that refused additional slumber and wanted to "go play" according to the eldest.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7:00am-9:00am--Allow exhausted, lovely wife to sleep and cooked eggs and cinnamon rolls.  Feed and clean up children while brewing the strongest coffee known to man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9:00am-9:30am--Relax on the couch with coffee, news, and Elanna while children tinker with art supplies and various books.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9:30am-10:00am--Lie down on the ground so that Darby and Scout can pounce on my back while I think about how I need oil and gas to landscape the back yard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10:00am-10:30am--Drive around Edmond picking up motor oil and listening to Little Stevie's Underground Garage.  Where else can you hear Little Richard and Glucifer back-to-back?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10:30am-11:30am--Pick-up, snap, break, and smash a trash bin of fallen branches in the back yard.  Subsequently scalp the back yard as pecans and twigs bite into my shins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11:30am-12:30pm--Help Elanna feed Darby and Scout "mac and cheeeeeese!!  Clean up the kids and tire them out for a nap by chasing them through the kitchen as they shriek with laughter and bump into each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12:30pm-1:00pm--Plug in Nano, create playlist of Joan Jett, old Queens of the Stone Age, and The Hives.  Lace-up the Saconeys and stretch-out ME rickety joints.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1:00pm-1:45pm--Run 4.75 miles through my neighborhood to Fink Park to Hafer Park and back again with Lola.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1:45pm-2:30pm--Walk around the block, cool down, shower-up, relieve Elanna of Darby and Scout, load the kids up in the red wagon, kiss Elanna goodbye as she heads off to run through Fink and Hafer, and begin the journey down 9th Street back to the famous Hafer!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2:30-4:30pm--Play at the park, meet up with Elanna after her run, and then head home discussing wear to have dinner for the evening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5:00-6:30pm--Eat dinner at the Hideaway, and then do a "pop-in" at Uncle Ryan and Sara's house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6:45-8:30ishpm--Watch Darby and Scout run around, enjoying a house with lots of open space.  Talk and chat with friends, while watching Darby and Scout kiss the dogs with open mouths.  Yuk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8:45-9:00pm--Get the kids ready for bed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9:00-12:30am--Hang out and chat, while preparing the baskets for the next morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday was wet and gray, but you never be able to tell inside our house.  The kids woke up and were excited to see they were getting gifts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Instead of hiding Easter eggs outside, we decided to hide them inside Grandma Mimi's house.  I wasn't quite sure how well they would do-or if they would be interested in finding the Easter eggs.  However, I was wrong.  After Friday (Easter egg hunt with Angie), Darby knew that prizes were inside the eggs.  Therefore, Darby throughly enjoyed finding the eggs and was ready to open all the eggs immediately.  If I had let him, he would have eaten ALL the chocolate in one sitting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scout on the other hand was more interested in the toys rather than finding the Easter eggs.  That is until she saw Darby eating chocolate.  Once the chocolate was discovered by Scout, she couldn't leave the eggs alone.  I even looked up once to see an unopened, bite size Reeses Pieces being chewed by Scout.  Yes, that would include the foil and paper. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SeU9Y0y4akI/AAAAAAAAANM/fJxyTxmhEVQ/s1600-h/DSC_0082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SeU9X3umUBI/AAAAAAAAAMs/gYWbVvlitRU/s320/DSC_0050.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324729614741164050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That night the children were on a chocolate high enjoying the evening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SeU8cEwS4wI/AAAAAAAAAMk/jbdAa7de_4E/s1600-h/DSC_0030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SeU8cEwS4wI/AAAAAAAAAMk/jbdAa7de_4E/s320/DSC_0030.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324728587445789442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SeU8b4xfcZI/AAAAAAAAAMc/T6CDp1MbAW0/s1600-h/DSC_0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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Therefore, we headed off to the Apple Store this weekend with Darby and Scout to purchase close to 4 G's of merchandise.  Darby was enthralled with the enticing computers as one was demoing Star Wars Leggo which he has missed over the past months.  While mommy hung out lining-out the order, Darby and I strolled around the mall running into various acquaintances and students.  "Mimi Killackey," Aunt Susie, and Grandma Mimi met us up at Penn Square so they could steal Scout away from us and smudge-up her face with lipstick.  She giggled and squealed as usual, and we all met up shortly later at Pepperoni Grill.  A little lunch, back to pick up the laptops, and cautiously load up the kids so we could get home and play...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids napped, Elanna set up her new gems, and I when skateboarding for the first time in nearly a year.  After a couple of nose slides and bowl carves it was back to throwing kids into the air and wrestling on the living room floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end of the year seems to be smoothing out as Elanna plays with new programs on the pro-book and I train my students to tear-up the AP Literature Exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will leave you with Darby's run to and return from the hot tub at The Hilton from the end of Spring Break 2009!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We think it is hilarious, and I think you will agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-827e867f8e7e6abf" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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Technology!'/><author><name>Regan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03035116328161622096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QFKRGL6-wc4/SJHLxgrI9pI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m6goSb-Ofz8/S220/IMG_2029.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-3863694055416114909</id><published>2009-03-28T12:05:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T13:00:21.684-05:00</updated><title type='text'>National Boards finished with Shark Tunnel Celebration and family trip to the Oklahoma City Zoo</title><content type='html'>We missed last week due to our heavy load of activity.   I apologize for those whom take the time to peek into our lives for a bit.  So I worked on my NBCT portfolio all during Spring Break.  I did not realize that the organizing, labeling, and shipping process would be such a laborious task.  I speak not in hyperbole when I say it was much more than laborious.  I could give you the exciting details about rubrics, pagination, and candidate identification numbers, but I will spare you.  I did finish the damn thing by Saturday March 21st at around 1am after working on it since 9am the previous day.  But, needless to say the albatross is no longer around my neck so after some sleep we packed up the family and headed to Jenks, Oklahoma for a night with Grandma Delilah and a day at the Oklahoma Aquarium!!  The kids fell in love with this place while petting the manta-rays and literally walking through a shark farm.  They squealed and ran when signs said otherwise.  Scout climbed up on the ledges to the exotic fish display and stood mesmerized then quickly tried to cary on a conversation with a playful lion-fish.  Here are some pics to give  you a sense of what the kids got into...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QFKRGL6-wc4/Sc5ci6-nl2I/AAAAAAAAADk/gDz6rwvGNh0/s1600-h/sharks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QFKRGL6-wc4/Sc5ci6-nl2I/AAAAAAAAADk/gDz6rwvGNh0/s400/sharks.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318289964988340066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QFKRGL6-wc4/Sc5cY8RfGnI/AAAAAAAAADc/vjntUq3qPZ8/s1600-h/fish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 316px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QFKRGL6-wc4/Sc5cY8RfGnI/AAAAAAAAADc/vjntUq3qPZ8/s400/fish.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318289793537219186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After we returned to Edmond, Uncle Ryan, Aunt Jennifer, Cousin Aiden, and Cousin Taylor traveled from Arkansas to spend their Spring Break at Papa and Mimi's house; therefore, at trip to the zoo was in order.  HOWEVER, when Monday, March 23rd rolled around, we had to document my finishing the year's most challenging obstacle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QFKRGL6-wc4/Sc5gK-9bJrI/AAAAAAAAAD0/65EGLgpbtpA/s1600-h/DSC_2284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QFKRGL6-wc4/Sc5gK-9bJrI/AAAAAAAAAD0/65EGLgpbtpA/s400/DSC_2284.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318293951786722994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QFKRGL6-wc4/Sc5gZa4Lm8I/AAAAAAAAAD8/m12-R5ndQjc/s1600-h/DSC_2282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QFKRGL6-wc4/Sc5gZa4Lm8I/AAAAAAAAAD8/m12-R5ndQjc/s400/DSC_2282.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318294199799094210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then it was off to the Oklahoma City Zoo!  I have truly never seen so many animals enjoying the cool Oklahoma weather.  (it is now snowing as I type this--by the way)  It is also official---my daughter's head has grown large--literally.  Check out the mellon on this kid!  "Look at that heed!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QFKRGL6-wc4/Sc5hoqPKfgI/AAAAAAAAAEE/FxdOJf81l-0/s1600-h/4kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QFKRGL6-wc4/Sc5hoqPKfgI/AAAAAAAAAEE/FxdOJf81l-0/s400/4kids.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318295561131687426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QFKRGL6-wc4/Sc5iD1dwhZI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qhDYaybjsvk/s1600-h/bambo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QFKRGL6-wc4/Sc5iD1dwhZI/AAAAAAAAAEM/qhDYaybjsvk/s400/bambo1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318296028002157970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QFKRGL6-wc4/Sc5iaUMJ4II/AAAAAAAAAEU/mWRlBVaBs4Y/s1600-h/scout.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QFKRGL6-wc4/Sc5iaUMJ4II/AAAAAAAAAEU/mWRlBVaBs4Y/s400/scout.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318296414206943362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QFKRGL6-wc4/Sc5iwpRJZrI/AAAAAAAAAEc/k_zS4qyfSeo/s1600-h/darbyaiden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QFKRGL6-wc4/Sc5iwpRJZrI/AAAAAAAAAEc/k_zS4qyfSeo/s400/darbyaiden.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318296797822150322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QFKRGL6-wc4/Sc5jjlNzz-I/AAAAAAAAAEk/T67M4mQaYLE/s1600-h/DSC_2456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QFKRGL6-wc4/Sc5jjlNzz-I/AAAAAAAAAEk/T67M4mQaYLE/s400/DSC_2456.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318297672907739106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316008295918130111-3863694055416114909?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/3863694055416114909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=3863694055416114909&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/3863694055416114909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/3863694055416114909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2009/03/national-boards-finished-with-shark.html' title='National Boards finished with Shark Tunnel Celebration and family trip to the Oklahoma City Zoo'/><author><name>Regan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03035116328161622096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QFKRGL6-wc4/SJHLxgrI9pI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m6goSb-Ofz8/S220/IMG_2029.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QFKRGL6-wc4/Sc5ci6-nl2I/AAAAAAAAADk/gDz6rwvGNh0/s72-c/sharks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-1534403081435464025</id><published>2009-03-20T08:44:00.030-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T13:11:06.614-05:00</updated><title type='text'>St. Patrick's Day 2009</title><content type='html'>After a morning of editing, our Irish blood was screaming for sunshine and green beer.  We packed up the kids and headed downtown to partake in the St. Patrick's Day block party deal.  The kids stunned audiences as they walked in and out of groups of people interrupting conversations.  My favorite was Scout trying to hangout with a couple of redneck biker men.  The kids wondered and danced as I downed my emerald Budlight and Elanna snapped shots with her sophisticated Nikon.  After watching terrible music (I guess they save the better Irish bands for later in the evening), we discovered that the most exciting area of downtown is the myriad gardens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darby and Scout were fascinated with the tree blossoms filling the nearby fountain so naturally we gathered handfuls and tossed them into the water.  The kids were so attracted to the water that the temptation to jump in and begin swimming was just too great.  We snatched them up to see how they would fare with sprinting down the steep grassy knoll that surrounds the crystal bridge.  Darby navigated the terrain while Scout tried to run, got tripped up with the angle, and did a face-plant that left scratches across her cheek!!  She wailed only for a moment.  She is tough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We concluded our festivities by having a Mexican family feast at Chelinos.  Nothing better than celebrating a time honored Irish holiday by chowing-down on some cheese Enchiladas washed down by a cold Dos Equis.  I believe that Darby and Scout's genetic composition-Irish and Hispanic-enjoyed our celebration more than we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring Break is almost over, and today is my final day for finishing, labeling, and packing my National Board Portfolio!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QFKRGL6-wc4/ScOqyr6640I/AAAAAAAAADU/ZYH7t38GrI8/s1600-h/DSC_1925.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 360px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QFKRGL6-wc4/ScOqyr6640I/AAAAAAAAADU/ZYH7t38GrI8/s400/DSC_1925.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315279772987351874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QFKRGL6-wc4/ScOqn9ehTxI/AAAAAAAAADM/OnQcSo0OO8I/s1600-h/DSC_1891.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 360px; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 360px; height: 241px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QFKRGL6-wc4/ScOoNkgnqNI/AAAAAAAAAB0/b6Whwm3b0YI/s400/DSC_1701.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315276936319576274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QFKRGL6-wc4/ScOoCZxGU5I/AAAAAAAAABs/b6Neb3JtElU/s1600-h/Darby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 360px; height: 270px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QFKRGL6-wc4/ScOoCZxGU5I/AAAAAAAAABs/b6Neb3JtElU/s400/Darby.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315276744457343890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316008295918130111-1534403081435464025?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/1534403081435464025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=1534403081435464025&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/1534403081435464025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/1534403081435464025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2009/03/st-patricks-day-2009.html' title='St. Patrick&apos;s Day 2009'/><author><name>Regan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03035116328161622096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QFKRGL6-wc4/SJHLxgrI9pI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m6goSb-Ofz8/S220/IMG_2029.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QFKRGL6-wc4/ScOqyr6640I/AAAAAAAAADU/ZYH7t38GrI8/s72-c/DSC_1925.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-7567336007359385574</id><published>2009-03-16T21:21:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T21:38:41.014-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday.</title><content type='html'>I am starting to get stir-crazy, and this is only Monday of spring break.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today has been awful for potty training.  Darby keeps having accidents, but he tells me when he needs to poop.  He likes to poop on the potty.  How can the first few days be great, and today fall apart?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suggestions???  I guess I should be thankful.  Pee is easier to clean up than poop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I keep telling myself I have four-five more days to work on this.  I have also decided that Scout can keep her pacifier.  She only uses it when she sleeps anyway.  Can you tell I am questioning myself here...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Regardless of the five accidents today, we have had some fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sb8LFD-e-jI/AAAAAAAAAL0/xRR-DG_tgqc/s1600-h/DSC_1409.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sb8LFD-e-jI/AAAAAAAAAL0/xRR-DG_tgqc/s320/DSC_1409.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313978266915109426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Scout wants to ride her bike like everyone else.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sb8LE4-j_eI/AAAAAAAAALs/2yirv57Xkb8/s1600-h/DSC_1406.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sb8LE4-j_eI/AAAAAAAAALs/2yirv57Xkb8/s320/DSC_1406.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313978263962648034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Poor Darby.  He is not that coordinated.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sb8LGGD_BhI/AAAAAAAAAME/Evqe82Wir1s/s1600-h/DSC_1672.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sb8LGGD_BhI/AAAAAAAAAME/Evqe82Wir1s/s320/DSC_1672.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313978284654921234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Darby is a much better artist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sb8LFr9ygrI/AAAAAAAAAL8/f2ipY9pEIl4/s1600-h/DSC_1658.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sb8LFr9ygrI/AAAAAAAAAL8/f2ipY9pEIl4/s320/DSC_1658.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313978277649613490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Awe.  I love when they play well together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sb8LGeW_a_I/AAAAAAAAAMM/xXgN6s7Uu18/s1600-h/DSC_1677.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sb8LGeW_a_I/AAAAAAAAAMM/xXgN6s7Uu18/s320/DSC_1677.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313978291177090034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Seriously? Who colors like this???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe potty training will go better tomorrow!  Wish us luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316008295918130111-7567336007359385574?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/7567336007359385574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=7567336007359385574&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/7567336007359385574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/7567336007359385574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2009/03/monday.html' title='Monday.'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sb8LFD-e-jI/AAAAAAAAAL0/xRR-DG_tgqc/s72-c/DSC_1409.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-1822785608409828316</id><published>2009-03-15T22:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T21:20:58.455-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday.</title><content type='html'>I hope the entire week is this beautiful.  The weather is awesome!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today started off very nice.  I honestly thought potty training Darby was going to be extremely easy after yesterday.  However, I can tell it is going to be more difficult than I thought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By mid-morning Darby had already had his first accident.  He always tells me when he pee pees, after he pees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a birthday party this afternoon at the bowling alley.  This was our third birthday party in one month, and they have all been at the bowling alley.  By now, Darby could be in a league.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sb8FlbK9_cI/AAAAAAAAALU/JKft8uNOP2A/s1600-h/DSC_1620.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sb8FlbK9_cI/AAAAAAAAALU/JKft8uNOP2A/s320/DSC_1620.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313972225827536322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Darby doesn't need our help to get the bowling ball.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sb8FlsmBdQI/AAAAAAAAALc/ZZUGjcLlXxc/s1600-h/DSC_1621.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sb8FlsmBdQI/AAAAAAAAALc/ZZUGjcLlXxc/s320/DSC_1621.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313972230504412418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If he does fall, he just rolls the ball where it needs to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sb8FkSutM3I/AAAAAAAAALM/37EdwWyVW3M/s1600-h/DSC_1606.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sb8FkSutM3I/AAAAAAAAALM/37EdwWyVW3M/s320/DSC_1606.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313972206381642610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Darby gets so excited to watch the bowling ball go down the lane.  He could care less if it knocks over pins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sb8Fly74fwI/AAAAAAAAALk/B2mfEzLV6kE/s1600-h/DSC_1625.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sb8Fly74fwI/AAAAAAAAALk/B2mfEzLV6kE/s320/DSC_1625.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313972232206712578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Scout just enjoys watching everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I decided to chance it, and take Darby in his big boy underwear.  He actually surprised me-no accidents!  Of course, I did have to take him to the potty (without him telling me he needed to pee).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we got back home, I put the kiddos down for a nap.  When Darby woke up, he looked at me and said, "I go poo poo."  I checked him-no poop.  So, we rushed to the toilet, pulled down our pants, and pushed.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kerplunk&lt;/span&gt;.  Yep, Darby pooped in the potty!  YEAH!!!  We gave him 3 M&amp;amp;Ms for that accomplishment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went out to dinner, and Darby made it threw the entire meal with no accidents.  When we made it home he got in trouble for hitting his sister.  You guessed it-like a dog.  He was put in time out and peed in time out.  yeah...(lighthearted).  Oh well, at least he pooped in the potty.  We can work on peeing in time out later.  For now, it's bed time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316008295918130111-1822785608409828316?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/1822785608409828316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=1822785608409828316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-698523307437187420</id><published>2009-03-14T21:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T20:54:18.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday.</title><content type='html'>After going to bed the night before around 9:00 p.m., we woke up this morning to see snow falling from the sky.  That is correct, I said snow.  Of course, it was so warm outside that once the snow landed it looked like rain.  In fact, when I told Darby it was snowing he corrected me, "No mama.  It's raining."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After eating breakfast we decided it was time to start the task and really work with Darby.  The time has come-he needs to start learning to pee and poo in the potty.  So once breakfast was devoured, Darby put on his big-boy underwear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the most part, he had a good day.  Of course, he never tells me when he has to go potty.  I have to ask him every 30-45 minutes.  However, we were fortunate not to any accidents-thus far.  I even put him down for naptime in his underwear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DAY #1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7:30 a.m. to 3:00 p.m. no accidents.  YEAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After snack time, we went to play with our cousins at Grandma Mimi's house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sb7_kFjxtaI/AAAAAAAAAKc/TPRycex8hnc/s1600-h/DSC_1518.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sb7_kFjxtaI/AAAAAAAAAKc/TPRycex8hnc/s320/DSC_1518.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313965605776373154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Darby enjoyed getting to play with his cousins.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sb7_kOj9ipI/AAAAAAAAAKk/uUN0Yt3PEiM/s1600-h/DSC_1543.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sb7_kOj9ipI/AAAAAAAAAKk/uUN0Yt3PEiM/s320/DSC_1543.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313965608193067666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Scout and Ryder share the same red noses.  Scout also LOVES the rocking chair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sb7_kVocXiI/AAAAAAAAAKs/UAuvffj1jDM/s1600-h/DSC_1564.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sb7_kVocXiI/AAAAAAAAAKs/UAuvffj1jDM/s320/DSC_1564.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313965610090913314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was able to get them all to sit for a photo!  It's just sad that Taylor and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Aiden&lt;/span&gt; were missing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sb7_kZAMFgI/AAAAAAAAAK0/TlSpFs0YsNA/s1600-h/DSC_1590.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sb7_kZAMFgI/AAAAAAAAAK0/TlSpFs0YsNA/s320/DSC_1590.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313965610995815938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;PIZZA TIME!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sb7_kdh-bHI/AAAAAAAAAK8/t_m0EL7jVOQ/s1600-h/DSC_1604.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sb7_kdh-bHI/AAAAAAAAAK8/t_m0EL7jVOQ/s320/DSC_1604.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313965612211268722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is tradition that the Mimi's bathe the boys after mealtime.  What fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sb7_tjhfTdI/AAAAAAAAALE/LV2a3LrYfWw/s1600-h/DSC_1523.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sb7_tjhfTdI/AAAAAAAAALE/LV2a3LrYfWw/s320/DSC_1523.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313965768438664658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Did I mention Scout loves this chair???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Darby stayed in his underwear the entire time at Grandma Mimi's house with no accidents.  Then Darby thought it would be a good idea to hit Adam.  Of course, Darby was put in time out.  Once he was placed in the time out chair-he had his first accident of the day.  Our child is like a dog.  Once you scold them-they urinate.  Oh well, it was an easy clean up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time to go home, go to bed, and start fresh tomorrow morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316008295918130111-698523307437187420?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/698523307437187420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=698523307437187420&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/698523307437187420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/698523307437187420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2009/03/saturday.html' title='Saturday.'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sb7_kFjxtaI/AAAAAAAAAKc/TPRycex8hnc/s72-c/DSC_1518.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-744929544474037827</id><published>2009-03-13T20:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T20:29:00.101-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the fun begin.</title><content type='html'>Yeah!  It's spring break.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week I am determined to catch up on rest and start reading my books (Christmas presents).  The yearbook is finished, so now I have time to relax, enjoy the kids, and read.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Regan is going to edit and tweak his portfolio for National Boards.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Darby is going to be potty trained.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scout is going to say bye-bye to her pacifier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ugh.  It's spring break.  I mean...yeah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316008295918130111-744929544474037827?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/744929544474037827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=744929544474037827&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/744929544474037827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/744929544474037827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2009/03/let-fun-begin.html' title='Let the fun begin.'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-5812765438653125982</id><published>2009-03-08T22:27:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T20:57:29.217-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Burp.  Blah.  Icky.  Hehe.</title><content type='html'>I can honestly say I have a GREAT birthday weekend.  I finished the yearbook; I spent Saturday evening with a great group of friends; I was able to hang out with my family without being on the computer-working; I had time.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, we took the kiddos to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Coraline&lt;/span&gt;, which was amazing with the exception of one awkward scene.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Scout didn't quite make it past the credits, because she wanted to play.  Darby, on the other hand, was thrilled to be watching "TV" on a big screen.  He also felt is was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;necessary&lt;/span&gt; to be a personal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;commentator&lt;/span&gt; throughout the film.  In case anyone in the theatre was hard of hearing, Darby repeated most lines.  It was, of course, adorable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On our way home, Darby started having trouble breathing.  He started grunting.  Then he burped.  Once he burped the floodgates opened-projectile vomit all over the back seat.  It was seriously like the Exorcist.  Of course, we had to take a photo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SbSPqQjS5nI/AAAAAAAAAKU/tMDWjtR8oQM/s1600-h/DSC_1306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SbSPqQjS5nI/AAAAAAAAAKU/tMDWjtR8oQM/s320/DSC_1306.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311027816736941682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once we made it home, Regan was on car duty, while I put Darby and Scout in the tub.  I decided to take Scout out first.  Once she was out of the tub Darby puked again-in the tub.  So, I let Scout go while I cleaned Darby and the tub.  When I went into the bedroom to get Scout, I found her playing with her poop.  NICE!!!  Bath-time again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must say, I love these memories.  I can't wait to share these stories with them-and their friends-as they get older.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316008295918130111-5812765438653125982?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/5812765438653125982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=5812765438653125982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/5812765438653125982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/5812765438653125982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2009/03/burp-blah-icky-hehe.html' title='Burp.  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Hehe.'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SbSPqQjS5nI/AAAAAAAAAKU/tMDWjtR8oQM/s72-c/DSC_1306.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-5209699396835589552</id><published>2009-03-07T21:25:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T22:24:13.899-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's over.</title><content type='html'>Friday, March 6&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We woke up and started the day off like normal.  However, this morning was the first morning I was able to catch both Darby and Scout reading at the same time.  Normally, Scout tries to fight with Darby over anything he happens to have in his position-including books.  Yet, this morning both children were content with their very own book.  I knew this was a sign...I was going to achieve great things today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SbR_CjIRS3I/AAAAAAAAAKM/fQf1UqsPfWQ/s1600-h/DSC_1283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SbR_CjIRS3I/AAAAAAAAAKM/fQf1UqsPfWQ/s320/DSC_1283.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311009542343052146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SbR_CCBfbNI/AAAAAAAAAKE/KstUUIQGldk/s1600-h/DSC_1270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SbR_CCBfbNI/AAAAAAAAAKE/KstUUIQGldk/s320/DSC_1270.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311009533456248018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As most of you know, when I took over the yearbook class at Central-January 15&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;-90% of yearbook had NOT BEEN STARTED.  The deadline for a COMPLETE yearbook is March 9&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; (Monday).  My goal was to complete the yearbook before my birthday, March 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me, and some of my yearbook kiddos worked all day Friday.  Finally at 9:30, I told them to go to bed.  Then I continued to work until 3:15 a.m.  I didn't quite finish before my birthday, but WE DID FINISH!  The yearbook is 100% complete!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I knew after watching both my children earlier in the morning being happy and content with their books, good things were about to happen-it did!  I can now breath, relax, and even SLEEP!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Whoo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hoo&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I need to start potty training Darby, while Regan finishes up his National Boards.  I am so proud of Regan, and I can't wait to celebrate once he mails off his Portfolio.&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/1316008295918130111-5209699396835589552?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/5209699396835589552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=5209699396835589552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/5209699396835589552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/5209699396835589552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-over.html' title='It&apos;s over.'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SbR_CjIRS3I/AAAAAAAAAKM/fQf1UqsPfWQ/s72-c/DSC_1283.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-2009303068374196256</id><published>2009-03-01T16:24:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T17:03:09.798-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday celebration.</title><content type='html'>Since my mother is rarely in town, we celebrated my birthday dinner a little early.  She took the family to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Shiki&lt;/span&gt;, and the kiddos behaved so well!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Darby and Scout both enjoyed watching the chef cook dinner and light food on fire.  Of course, Darby did not eat anything-seriously nothing.  Scout on the other hand ate like a pig.  She &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;thoroughly&lt;/span&gt; enjoyed her food, my food, and grandma's food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a great time...at the restaurant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SasOd7nyN8I/AAAAAAAAAJE/09CSv06bSqM/s1600-h/DSC_1155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SasOd7nyN8I/AAAAAAAAAJE/09CSv06bSqM/s200/DSC_1155.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308352493169817538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SasOdHG4CaI/AAAAAAAAAI8/tXFnzrH7ln0/s1600-h/DSC_1154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SasOdHG4CaI/AAAAAAAAAI8/tXFnzrH7ln0/s200/DSC_1154.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308352479073143202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SasOeRniFdI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ZmhVveewzNk/s1600-h/DSC_1158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SasOeRniFdI/AAAAAAAAAJM/ZmhVveewzNk/s200/DSC_1158.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308352499074340306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later on in the evening, Darby's temperature read 102.  He vomited all over the floor, and then we ended up going to Mercy After Hours because of his breathing.  We just finished treatments and steroids just to start all over again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is our child on steroids:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SasSJ4XEkgI/AAAAAAAAAJk/y7GnjzRr1GY/s1600-h/DSC_0836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SasSJ4XEkgI/AAAAAAAAAJk/y7GnjzRr1GY/s200/DSC_0836.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308356546743538178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10:00 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SasSJacSJ9I/AAAAAAAAAJc/RquIVujBd9M/s1600-h/DSC_0826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SasSJacSJ9I/AAAAAAAAAJc/RquIVujBd9M/s200/DSC_0826.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308356538712336338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10:30 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SasSJFVtOrI/AAAAAAAAAJU/22nInCGro60/s1600-h/DSC_0822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SasSJFVtOrI/AAAAAAAAAJU/22nInCGro60/s200/DSC_0822.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308356533047605938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11:00 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Such a joy!  At least we don't have to continue the steroids this time.  We only have two sick children instead of one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SasT3n3RqgI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/DJm3P7LZvRU/s1600-h/DSC_0885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SasT3n3RqgI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/DJm3P7LZvRU/s200/DSC_0885.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308358432100821506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316008295918130111-2009303068374196256?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/2009303068374196256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=2009303068374196256&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/2009303068374196256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/2009303068374196256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2009/03/birthday-celebration.html' title='Birthday celebration.'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SasOd7nyN8I/AAAAAAAAAJE/09CSv06bSqM/s72-c/DSC_1155.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-6780434295280637719</id><published>2009-02-28T23:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T16:23:27.296-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the final countdown!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;As Regan mentioned Saturday was to be my LAST day for the yearbook.  However, we still have not finished.  I cannot wait until next year when I can instruct students starting from day one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While Regan and Darby went to a bowling birthday-Scout went to the school with me and helped out as best she could.  She was able to keep laughter and joy in the room, until she passed out on the floor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SasJngQiGGI/AAAAAAAAAI0/nc8kYvq3Pf4/s1600-h/DSC_1151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SasJngQiGGI/AAAAAAAAAI0/nc8kYvq3Pf4/s200/DSC_1151.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308347160065087586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316008295918130111-6780434295280637719?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/6780434295280637719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=6780434295280637719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/6780434295280637719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/6780434295280637719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-final-countdown.html' title='It&apos;s the final countdown!'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SasJngQiGGI/AAAAAAAAAI0/nc8kYvq3Pf4/s72-c/DSC_1151.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-8272685260002130135</id><published>2009-02-28T09:11:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T09:27:09.448-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Final Stretch!</title><content type='html'>Elanna finishes her yearbook today!!  Meanwhile, Darby and I are preparing to head out and do some bowling!!  Real bowling, not wii bowling, thanks to a double birthday party!!  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will be editing the majority of my portfolio today and tomorrow while staring at the end of the long National Board Certification journey.  I have only one last Entry to accomplish...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last Wednesday it was amazing outside, and we all headed out to the fabulous Fink Park for some hang time!  Check out Darby's skills!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QFKRGL6-wc4/SalVf5LEnkI/AAAAAAAAABU/M3k4u9qsF1s/s1600-h/0225091653-00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QFKRGL6-wc4/SalVf5LEnkI/AAAAAAAAABU/M3k4u9qsF1s/s400/0225091653-00.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307867642244406850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316008295918130111-8272685260002130135?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/8272685260002130135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=8272685260002130135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/8272685260002130135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/8272685260002130135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2009/02/elanna-finishes-her-yearbook-today.html' title='The Final Stretch!'/><author><name>Regan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03035116328161622096</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_QFKRGL6-wc4/SJHLxgrI9pI/AAAAAAAAAAM/m6goSb-Ofz8/S220/IMG_2029.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QFKRGL6-wc4/SalVf5LEnkI/AAAAAAAAABU/M3k4u9qsF1s/s72-c/0225091653-00.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-8945678346230586236</id><published>2009-02-22T12:51:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T14:15:29.427-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Legos and more legos.</title><content type='html'>Learning never ends.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never thought being a mother could be so satisfying and enjoyable.  So much pleasure comes from watching Darby and Scout learn new things and watching them develop.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Darby can recognize all his letters, recognize and name all the planets, and recognize colors and shapes.  We are still working on all his numbers.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scout is starting to form words and mimics everything we say or do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My favorite thing is to watch Darby and Scout play together.  Darby loves to build with his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Legos&lt;/span&gt;, which is great for his motor skills.  He is very particular and every &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lego&lt;/span&gt; must be absolutely perfect.  So, normally, when Scout starts to get involved-it becomes a fight.  Scout is very messy and like to destroy Darby's work.  So, you can only imagine the chaos that occurs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, this morning has been wonderful, and our children have been precious!  I love the learning that happens through corporation and positive reinforcement. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SaGj9tI3zCI/AAAAAAAAAIk/SKzuuceSnPA/s1600-h/0222091027-00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SaGj9tI3zCI/AAAAAAAAAIk/SKzuuceSnPA/s200/0222091027-00.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305702116503309346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SaGj9XBc9_I/AAAAAAAAAIc/e1BZts5GMpI/s1600-h/DSC_0877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SaGj9XBc9_I/AAAAAAAAAIc/e1BZts5GMpI/s200/DSC_0877.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305702110566610930" /&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/1316008295918130111-8945678346230586236?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/8945678346230586236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=8945678346230586236&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/8945678346230586236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/8945678346230586236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2009/02/legos-and-more-legos.html' title='Legos and more legos.'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SaGj9tI3zCI/AAAAAAAAAIk/SKzuuceSnPA/s72-c/0222091027-00.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-8841534138484161440</id><published>2009-02-21T13:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T14:16:24.487-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Could have been worse.</title><content type='html'>For those of you who know, Darby has always had an on again-off again problem with his breathing.  We are all to familiar with breathing treatments and steroids to help his bronchial tubes.  Most of the time, we are quick to recognize the problem and start treatments right away before it gets to bad.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, Wednesday night Darby was worse than ever before.  We were almost past the point of breathing treatments and headed straight to the hospital.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luckily after back to back treatments, we were able to get Darby's breathing back to normal.  The next day I took him to our pediatrician to discover his oxygen flow is at 90%.  Darby has trouble releasing the air from his lungs because his tubes do not have the strength to open and release the air.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are slowly getting his breathing back to normal.  Once we finish the treatment, he says, "Sissy's turn?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SaGuEEhjgRI/AAAAAAAAAIs/LxPDS5Bckdo/s1600-h/DSC_0867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SaGuEEhjgRI/AAAAAAAAAIs/LxPDS5Bckdo/s200/DSC_0867.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305713220976345362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so extremely grateful that Darby is not in the hospital.  A friend of ours daughter ended up in the hospital with a series of misdiagnosis-one including breathing treatments.  So-our thoughts are with her and her family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316008295918130111-8841534138484161440?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/8841534138484161440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=8841534138484161440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/8841534138484161440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/8841534138484161440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2009/02/could-have-been-worse.html' title='Could have been worse.'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SaGuEEhjgRI/AAAAAAAAAIs/LxPDS5Bckdo/s72-c/DSC_0867.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-4823635129344828739</id><published>2009-02-14T22:03:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T16:15:23.546-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The six-word memoir.</title><content type='html'>As most of you know, Regan and I do not celebrate Valentine's Day.  We both feel it is a commercialized holiday-spending money on unnecessary things.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every year, Regan has an anti-Valentine's Day party for his English classes.  He always reads the same short story, and the students analyze and discuss the story.  I expected him to continue with the tradition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However, this year Regan was inspired by NPR-thanks to Ernest Hemingway, who was once asked to write a full story in six words.  He responded, "For Sale: baby shoes, never worn."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NPR aired a story title, "Six-Word Memoirs: Life Stories Distilled."  The story was brilliant, and the book &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not Quite What I Was Planning &lt;/span&gt;has been fun to read.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO THIS YEAR-&lt;/span&gt;Regan did something new.  His students wrote six-word memoirs for their anti-Valentine's Day party.  Of course in the spirit of this new discovery, Regan and I also wrote our six-word memoirs as well...for each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Three syllables that keep me breathing.     ~ Regan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Found love in him. Gained treasures.     ~&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Elanna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't think of this as celebrating "V-Day."  I think of this as celebrating the art of words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some of my favorite!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;He's the cheese to my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;macaroni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.   ~JUNO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;Started,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;small,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;grew,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;peaked,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;shrunk,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;vanished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;~George Saunders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SZiKzMK7vmI/AAAAAAAAAH8/xuK-a9mw_i4/s1600-h/Coffee42_sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 184px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SZiKzMK7vmI/AAAAAAAAAH8/xuK-a9mw_i4/s200/Coffee42_sm.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303141173273804386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;I still make coffee for two.     ~Zak Nelson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SZiP5d7PgBI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Zi3Y8BE8jM8/s1600-h/road.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SZiP5d7PgBI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Zi3Y8BE8jM8/s200/road.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303146778677182482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Open road, no map.  Great Scenery.     ~Tom &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Gabbay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SZiP5GVKFJI/AAAAAAAAAIM/WoyP0OIhmkY/s1600-h/preg+belly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SZiP5GVKFJI/AAAAAAAAAIM/WoyP0OIhmkY/s200/preg+belly.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303146772343428242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Girlfriend is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;pregnant&lt;/span&gt;, my husband said.     ~&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Shonna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Mac Donald&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SZiPAWQURQI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Jkwuiv50zaM/s1600-h/tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 94px; height: 124px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SZiPAWQURQI/AAAAAAAAAIE/Jkwuiv50zaM/s200/tree.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303145797365548290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I fell far from the tree.     ~&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Rebecca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Stadolnik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316008295918130111-4823635129344828739?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/4823635129344828739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=4823635129344828739&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/4823635129344828739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/4823635129344828739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2009/02/six-word-memoir.html' title='The six-word memoir.'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SZiKzMK7vmI/AAAAAAAAAH8/xuK-a9mw_i4/s72-c/Coffee42_sm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-4867970225831391191</id><published>2009-02-06T22:20:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T22:51:57.467-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow-what a busy week!</title><content type='html'>It has been awhile since I last posted anything, but we have been incredibly busy now that everything is back to "normal."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Regan has been working hard on National Boards, and I am trying to get this Yearbook finished-on time!  Meanwhile, the kiddos have been relieving the stress by acting silly and interacting with each other.  Regan and I just sit and watch them-they are so adorable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we do have free time, we like to play the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt;.  Darby enjoys watching us bowl, and Scout always wants to sit on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; Fit board.  So, Wednesday when we asked Darby if he wanted to go bowling-he immediately went to turn on the TV.  However, our neighbor was having his birthday at a REAL bowling alley.  Of course, Darby was confused until we actually arrived and walked into the bowling alley.  The gloves were off, and away he went.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He never really cared about knocking the pins over.  He just wanted to roll the ball down the lane-every time.  It is very difficult explaining *turns* to a two-year-old.   Scout just enjoyed walking around and running away from everyone she knew.  If we would pick her up, she would fight us to get back down and run.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SY0RmCjVmqI/AAAAAAAAAHM/GKii2TaercA/s1600-h/DSC_0272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SY0RmCjVmqI/AAAAAAAAAHM/GKii2TaercA/s320/DSC_0272.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299911681702730402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SY0RmBS8AGI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WWf9PUc7pUM/s1600-h/DSC_0265.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SY0RmBS8AGI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WWf9PUc7pUM/s320/DSC_0265.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299911681365508194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SY0RmMOQc5I/AAAAAAAAAG8/m0enzGfrr4E/s1600-h/DSC_0256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SY0RmMOQc5I/AAAAAAAAAG8/m0enzGfrr4E/s320/DSC_0256.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299911684298666898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday night, I had to put in a long day at work and take photos of the basketball games (4 to be exact).  So, I decided to walk home and have Darby and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Steph&lt;/span&gt; (my neighbor's daughter) come with me.  He LOVED being at the game: playing, running, getting his head stuck between the bars...Yes, at one point my son was the child that got his head stuck in-between the bars.  Yes, I said in-between the bars.  I thought that only happened in the movies?!?!   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once we finished with photos, I let Darby run around in the school halls.  You would have thought he had died and gone to Heaven.  I got a kick out of watching him act so silly and writing all over my board.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SY0Sk5cWRgI/AAAAAAAAAHc/lSd-0HM7hvY/s1600-h/DSC_0107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SY0Sk5cWRgI/AAAAAAAAAHc/lSd-0HM7hvY/s320/DSC_0107.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299912761589253634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SY0SlHnPK3I/AAAAAAAAAHk/Lcrrv4NmHa0/s1600-h/DSC_0170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SY0SlHnPK3I/AAAAAAAAAHk/Lcrrv4NmHa0/s320/DSC_0170.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299912765393021810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SY0SlOc_NHI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Sm_2l62fV5o/s1600-h/DSC_0178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SY0SlOc_NHI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Sm_2l62fV5o/s320/DSC_0178.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299912767229080690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scout stayed home with daddy.  She was healing from her surgery-tubes.  Maybe this means Regan and I will finally get some sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SY0TDlY-ymI/AAAAAAAAAH0/a0WOUmIlRCQ/s1600-h/DSC_0140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SY0TDlY-ymI/AAAAAAAAAH0/a0WOUmIlRCQ/s320/DSC_0140.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299913288782367330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316008295918130111-4867970225831391191?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/4867970225831391191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=4867970225831391191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/4867970225831391191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/4867970225831391191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2009/02/wow-what-busy-week.html' title='Wow-what a busy week!'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SY0RmCjVmqI/AAAAAAAAAHM/GKii2TaercA/s72-c/DSC_0272.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-7315847749405132011</id><published>2009-01-29T17:45:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T17:57:25.600-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The ICE has melted!</title><content type='html'>Even though school was canceled today, I decided to go ahead and go anyway.  There is work to be done!  So, today was great!  The kids went to daycare, Regan worked on National Boards, and I worked on the yearbook.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was productive!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After we got home and the kids were up from their nap, we decided to bundle them up and enjoy the final day off from work.  Our neighbors have all these cool toys, so we took Darby and Scout "sledding" down the sidewalk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SYJBOPuFkPI/AAAAAAAAAGk/SG_ay8_7dGg/s1600-h/DSC_0119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SYJBOPuFkPI/AAAAAAAAAGk/SG_ay8_7dGg/s320/DSC_0119.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296867824734933234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SYJBOXMPuHI/AAAAAAAAAGs/kTKOXUtft7k/s1600-h/DSC_0127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SYJBOXMPuHI/AAAAAAAAAGs/kTKOXUtft7k/s320/DSC_0127.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296867826740476018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SYJBOgyXP0I/AAAAAAAAAG0/Q6oR9pfK8to/s1600-h/DSC_0136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SYJBOgyXP0I/AAAAAAAAAG0/Q6oR9pfK8to/s320/DSC_0136.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296867829316271938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Darby was sad when we told him it was time to go inside.  Although it was nice being home, it will be nice to go to work tomorrow!  I am sure my students are thinking the same thing right now.  Ha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316008295918130111-7315847749405132011?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/7315847749405132011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=7315847749405132011&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/7315847749405132011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/7315847749405132011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2009/01/ice-has-melted.html' title='The ICE has melted!'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SYJBOPuFkPI/AAAAAAAAAGk/SG_ay8_7dGg/s72-c/DSC_0119.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-2597384835305051803</id><published>2009-01-27T16:42:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T17:20:30.651-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Icy Oklahoma Part 2</title><content type='html'>Awe. The wonderful things about Oklahoma. Just last week, we took the kids to the park. Now-we are trapped inside our house waiting to see when we can escape. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must admit though, it has been nice. The kids and I stayed in our pajamas until noon. We have been running around and playing, reading books, working with letters, watching Einstein, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SX-VHLmN22I/AAAAAAAAAGE/vHLdaP7TJQM/s1600-h/DSC_0022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296115637415697250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SX-VHLmN22I/AAAAAAAAAGE/vHLdaP7TJQM/s200/DSC_0022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, we would get interrupted by Scout doing something she is not suppose to be doing. Ex. playing with electronics, eating dog food, or putting Darby's small-letter magnets in her mouth. Of course, when we scold her the world has ended. I can honestly say, she is living up to her name...Scout (*TKAM*).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SX-WETbIBXI/AAAAAAAAAGM/9uQPQM0rapc/s1600-h/DSC_0026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296116687488681330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SX-WETbIBXI/AAAAAAAAAGM/9uQPQM0rapc/s200/DSC_0026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After naps, we dressed the kids up and took them outside. Scout loved the cool breeze on her face, but when she put her hands on the ground...she changed her mind and was ready to go back inside. Darby was ready to go back inside once he stepped outside. He likes warm weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SX-WEw2PcKI/AAAAAAAAAGc/po_KRJg9DgE/s1600-h/DSC_0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296116695387041954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SX-WEw2PcKI/AAAAAAAAAGc/po_KRJg9DgE/s200/DSC_0041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SX-WEnbOqOI/AAAAAAAAAGU/JfWW_ZlfNyg/s1600-h/DSC_0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296116692857825506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SX-WEnbOqOI/AAAAAAAAAGU/JfWW_ZlfNyg/s200/DSC_0039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;AND OF COURSE, we are out again tomorrow. This makes me extremely nervous for the yearbook! I just hope we can finish in time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316008295918130111-2597384835305051803?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/2597384835305051803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=2597384835305051803&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/2597384835305051803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/2597384835305051803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2009/01/icy-oklahoma-part-2.html' title='Icy Oklahoma Part 2'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SX-VHLmN22I/AAAAAAAAAGE/vHLdaP7TJQM/s72-c/DSC_0022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-6148480689504123210</id><published>2009-01-27T10:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T17:22:11.599-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Icy Oklahoma = busted backs</title><content type='html'>When I arrived to school yesterday (Monday), buzz already filled the air that school might be canceled today (Tuesday). I must admit that I had my doubts. However, when 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; hour approached and only 6 students showed up for class. I knew it was getting bad outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the day ended, I gathered my things to leave. Once I walked outside, I started sliding. I had the option to defrost my car, but I decided that would take too long. Therefore, I decided to walk home with Stephanie (my neighbor). Of course, I was in heels-after all I was dressed for school. I made it home safely, just to fall in my yard. Thankfully, I fell in the grass and no harm was done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I made it in the house, I changed clothes and walked back outside just to slip on our stairs... We have three steps, and I slid down each one-hitting back along the way. I know it looked extremely funny! However, I was in an enormous about of pain. Regan has been Mr. Mom, allowing me to rest. He is the greatest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful I only have swelling and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;bruising&lt;/span&gt;. It could have been worse!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316008295918130111-6148480689504123210?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/6148480689504123210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=6148480689504123210&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/6148480689504123210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/6148480689504123210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2009/01/icy-oklahoma.html' title='Icy Oklahoma = busted backs'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-3002601724929759027</id><published>2009-01-24T14:41:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T12:37:26.040-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Up and Down</title><content type='html'>Everyday-all day.  "Up and down."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darby's favorite song, even after a month is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hot n Cold&lt;/span&gt; by Katy Perry.  You would think he would move on to something different, but no.  If we play music, see a music video, or turn on the computer he asks to hear up and down.  Every once in awhile I will catch myself singing the song-even though I am tired of the song.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a ham!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SXt9FYYodII/AAAAAAAAAF8/ZAxsujaKptQ/s1600-h/Darby+Singing.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/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SXt9FYYodII/AAAAAAAAAF8/ZAxsujaKptQ/s320/Darby+Singing.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294963318302733442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316008295918130111-3002601724929759027?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/3002601724929759027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=3002601724929759027&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/3002601724929759027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/3002601724929759027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2009/01/up-and-down.html' title='Up and Down'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SXt9FYYodII/AAAAAAAAAF8/ZAxsujaKptQ/s72-c/Darby+Singing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-7453664895241142511</id><published>2009-01-23T22:13:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T09:08:31.579-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy and Daughter time/Mother and Son time</title><content type='html'>Friday could not have come fast enough!  Other than caring for the children-feeding, changing, bathing, etc.-I don't want to move.  I just want to relax and enjoy my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;PJs&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So far, this Friday evening has been very enjoyable.  I was able to spend the evening with Rachel and her two beautiful daughters.  Darby enjoyed playing with the multitude of toys, and he was awed by the glowing planets and stars in Laura's room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scout spent the evening with her daddy, eating limes at On the Border with Ryan and Sara.  It might be bad for her teeth, but she sure loves sucking the juice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SXqXBPAKJxI/AAAAAAAAAF0/sdtIyMb7E2U/s1600-h/ScoutLime.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/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SXqXBPAKJxI/AAAAAAAAAF0/sdtIyMb7E2U/s320/ScoutLime.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294710359390299922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They played so hard this evening, they went to bed without a fight.  Now, we're just crossing our fingers-maybe they won't wake up until 7:00 am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316008295918130111-7453664895241142511?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/7453664895241142511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=7453664895241142511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-3651560921993544776</id><published>2009-01-22T21:55:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T09:09:16.471-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Week.</title><content type='html'>This week has been extremely busy!  I am just thankful I was able to have some girl time at Friday's before the week started.  ~~~Thanks, Deirdre and Kristy!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am trying to create lesson plans every night to stay caught up.  My poor yearbook kiddos are working double to try and meet their deadline, and Regan's National Board deadline is slowly creepy closer.  Needless to say, we are doing what we can to be in bed before midnight.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although we are trying to adjust to our busy schedules, we are finding time together-enjoying each other and our children.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scout is getting cuter and cuter by the minute.  She wants so badly to do everything her big brother does, and she hates being left out of-anything!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SXqSfbj8tHI/AAAAAAAAAFk/cNCTZSYcKGE/s1600-h/IMG_2872.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/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SXqSfbj8tHI/AAAAAAAAAFk/cNCTZSYcKGE/s320/IMG_2872.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294705380599575666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Darby finally allows Regan to read him books before bed at night.  YEAH!  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Goodnight Moon&lt;/span&gt; is their favorite book.  We love Uncle Ryan and Aunt Sara for a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;non-noise making toy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!  Scout sits for a moment, until she realizes she would rather be mobile than hear a story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SXqUUc1ICZI/AAAAAAAAAFs/2VtuDLIjmsM/s1600-h/IMG_2882.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/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SXqUUc1ICZI/AAAAAAAAAFs/2VtuDLIjmsM/s320/IMG_2882.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294707390984751506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life may be super crazy right now, but everyday brings new memories.&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/1316008295918130111-3651560921993544776?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/3651560921993544776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=3651560921993544776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/3651560921993544776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/3651560921993544776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2009/01/busy-week.html' title='Busy Week.'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SXqSfbj8tHI/AAAAAAAAAFk/cNCTZSYcKGE/s72-c/IMG_2872.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-2492092170325478645</id><published>2009-01-21T22:05:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T22:31:45.469-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is what Mr. Killackey has been up to this week.  Wait until it downloads and start the news cast at 4:38.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object id="WNVideoCanvasDEFAULTdivWNVideoCanvas" width="320" 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title=''/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-2892414388722585769</id><published>2009-01-19T13:25:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T14:02:31.477-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Learning to Share</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Our kids get along fairly well-for the most part. Like most children, they have their battles and fight over the same toy or book. Actually, whatever toy Scout starts to play with, Darby automatically wants to have in his possession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, it is really cute watching Darby take a toy away from Scout. At first, she would just cry and kick her legs. Now, she realizes she has the power to fight back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What this might look like if you where to observe:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Scout picks up a ball. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Darby puts down his book and snatches the ball from Scout. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He also proceeds to announce to the room that the ball is in fact "his" toy. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Scout starts to cry...but-oh...wait. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;She then follows Darby, takes the toy back-rather aggressively , and then smacks Darby. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If we are in the room, she turns to us and smiles to show us her triumph. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cute, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though it may be cute, we are trying to teach our children to have manners. Thus, they need to learn how to share. Darby knows that when he does something wrong, it requires an apology followed by a hug and kiss. He is a pro at this game! Sometimes those hugs and kisses end up in a tackle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293091123513790786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SXTWVTTQEUI/AAAAAAAAAFE/D0TZ4lUX2uU/s320/IMG_2835.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Today, I could tell we have been making progress. &lt;em&gt;Consistency really does pay off with children.&lt;/em&gt; Corey and Katy came over to visit, and Darby was showing them how one of his toys worked. When sissy came to get a ball so she could play, he started to go and take the ball away from her. Yet, once he made eye contact with us, he backed off and let her play with the ball. However, he did let us know that the balls where "his."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SXTajz4IB0I/AAAAAAAAAFM/nVwzsBovieM/s1600-h/IMG_2867.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293095770823067458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SXTajz4IB0I/AAAAAAAAAFM/nVwzsBovieM/s320/IMG_2867.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We are learning to share-so, now we have to work on the word, "mine."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316008295918130111-2892414388722585769?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/2892414388722585769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=2892414388722585769&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/2892414388722585769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/2892414388722585769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2009/01/learning-to-share.html' title='Learning to Share'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SXTWVTTQEUI/AAAAAAAAAFE/D0TZ4lUX2uU/s72-c/IMG_2835.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-2162092383998337056</id><published>2009-01-18T19:41:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T20:07:14.856-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Radio Flyer</title><content type='html'>Long weekends are the best. We never have to set the alarm clock. The kids can crawl into bed with us. Darby starts shouting, "Mommy, get up." Then he starts to pull the covers off us to make sure we are getting out of bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekends allow us time to cook breakfast and eat as family-twice a day, rather than once. There is no rushing to get out of our PJs. Instead we get to enjoy the morning, watching our children learn, discover, and play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darby's new enjoyment is playing "light saber" with his color wonder markers. We have started introducing Star Wars, and he love the scenes with the light sabers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scout is fascinated with shoe laces. Somehow she manages to get all tangled up and starts to panic. Why do we have toys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was such a nice day today, so we decided to load the kiddos up in the Radio Flyer and have a picnic in the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SXPeKfsqBNI/AAAAAAAAAEk/9JpxXoJggK8/s1600-h/D%26S.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292818258979325138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SXPeKfsqBNI/AAAAAAAAAEk/9JpxXoJggK8/s320/D%26S.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SXPe0Hrie-I/AAAAAAAAAE0/IAWyAnRmOGk/s1600-h/Scout.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292818974086691810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 129px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SXPe0Hrie-I/AAAAAAAAAE0/IAWyAnRmOGk/s200/Scout.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SXPep6JZs_I/AAAAAAAAAEs/pe-Fm5qGf2o/s1600-h/Darby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292818798655157234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 94px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SXPep6JZs_I/AAAAAAAAAEs/pe-Fm5qGf2o/s200/Darby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The kiddos played so well, and Scout loved the slide. She also enjoyed walking up to other children and just observing them. It was quite funny. Darby fell asleep in the wagon on the way home. It looked like we had a bundle of clothing sitting next to Scout.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316008295918130111-2162092383998337056?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/2162092383998337056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=2162092383998337056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/2162092383998337056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/2162092383998337056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2009/01/radio-flyer.html' title='Radio Flyer'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SXPeKfsqBNI/AAAAAAAAAEk/9JpxXoJggK8/s72-c/D%26S.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-2117212089846949789</id><published>2009-01-15T22:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T14:11:06.947-06:00</updated><title type='text'>CHANGE</title><content type='html'>Life just keeps flying right by...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January 15th, was a GREAT day for our family. It was Karen's (Regan's mom) birthday, my first day teaching at Central Middle School, and Regan's V-day. That's right...V-day. Regan had surgery and got a vasectomy. Finally! Hopefully, the procedure worked. I am OK with having no more surprises. Two wonderful surprises are enough. Our neighbors brought Regan balloons to celebrate the occasion, and they provided dinner for us the next night. We live in the best neighborhood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293087182028699554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SXTSv4H-d6I/AAAAAAAAAE8/nlP02vmgv4Q/s200/IMG_2859.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes-yes. I did say a new job as well. I know-this is the 3rd job in a year. However, when I was working at Mercy, it was only temporary. It was a GREAT job, but I couldn't stay. Then I was hired on Harding Fine Arts Academy as the Director of Admissions. I absolutely fell in love with the people and position! I really had no intention of leaving or quitting. However, I got a phone call from Central Middle School (less than a block away from my house), and they offered me the Multimedia Exploration and Yearbook position. Of course, I had to take the job. I could not give up this opportunity to teach in Edmond! I was nervous about middle school, because I have always done high school. However, I LOVE my kiddos!!! Especially my 6th graders!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Dierdre made me laugh, because she mentioned all the change I have been through in a very short amount of time. It has been change, but I am so grateful and thrilled to be where I am now. I will miss HFAA, but thankful to be here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316008295918130111-2117212089846949789?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/2117212089846949789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=2117212089846949789&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/2117212089846949789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/2117212089846949789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2009/01/life-just-keeps-flying-right-by.html' title='CHANGE'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SXTSv4H-d6I/AAAAAAAAAE8/nlP02vmgv4Q/s72-c/IMG_2859.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-7974383836599080148</id><published>2009-01-09T14:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T14:10:44.028-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day at the Park</title><content type='html'>Oklahoma is hit and miss. Some days it can be freezing, and other days it is so nice outside. Well, we decided to take advantage of this nice day, and we took the kids to the park in their red wagon. Darby loved being outside! He was so excited he climbed right into his wagon and was ready to go before we had our shoes on our feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darby's motor skills are improving. He is learning how to climb bars and how to use his upper body strength to climb up a slope. Sometimes he gets stuck, and he needs a little push-which happens to be quite a workout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SXI-l35x8DI/AAAAAAAAAEU/vHO6GR3rYaU/s1600-h/IMG_2799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292361332496134194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SXI-l35x8DI/AAAAAAAAAEU/vHO6GR3rYaU/s320/IMG_2799.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scout loves the swing! I think she could stay in the swing for hours. Once we were getting ready to leave, she threw a temper tantrum, because I had to take her out of the swing. At least she's a girl who knows what she wants. Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SXI-yzVckSI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Ro4JBpO_HeI/s1600-h/IMG_2814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292361554608296226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SXI-yzVckSI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Ro4JBpO_HeI/s320/IMG_2814.JPG" 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/1316008295918130111-7974383836599080148?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/7974383836599080148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=7974383836599080148&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/7974383836599080148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/7974383836599080148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-at-park.html' title='A Day at the Park'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SXI-l35x8DI/AAAAAAAAAEU/vHO6GR3rYaU/s72-c/IMG_2799.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-6312784438738893218</id><published>2008-12-30T22:49:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T14:43:46.315-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas and Sick Children</title><content type='html'>I think my children are spoiled! They just had their birthdays, and now we are celebrating Christmas. I am just so incredibly thankful that we received clothes for their birthday-otherwise, Regan and I would need to move to a different house. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, Darby started the Holiday season out with ear infections and a cold. Next thing we knew, Scout ended the Holiday season with ear infections and a cold. Go figure, right? When one gets sick, they all get sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though they weren't feeling well, Christmas was very special. We spent time with the family-allowing Darby and Scout to play with their cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darby got a bike and art easel for Christmas. Scout got some toy that shoots balls out, and a very cool music block toy. However, Darby is in the "mine" stage. So, one would think Darby got everything, and poor Scout received nothing for Christmas. Ha! Both children also received a savings bond from their Grandma. College, here we come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SXFpehspdeI/AAAAAAAAADc/Ut23rYnEyYc/s1600-h/IMG_1314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292127010299672034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SXFpehspdeI/AAAAAAAAADc/Ut23rYnEyYc/s320/IMG_1314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SXFpxs6wzmI/AAAAAAAAADk/-ZTlgE53vKw/s1600-h/IMG_2742.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292127339729178210" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SXFpxs6wzmI/AAAAAAAAADk/-ZTlgE53vKw/s200/IMG_2742.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my favorite memories of this Christmas will be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Darby and Scout finger-painting on the wrapping paper with finger paints.&lt;br /&gt;2. Darby's expression when he saw the presents Christmas morning.&lt;br /&gt;3. Scout unwrapping presents better than Darby.&lt;br /&gt;4. Darby's photo with his cousins.&lt;br /&gt;5. Getting no rest/sleep over the break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SXFo03xW1uI/AAAAAAAAADU/4nLJamxwl-4/s1600-h/IMG_1333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292126294670497506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SXFo03xW1uI/AAAAAAAAADU/4nLJamxwl-4/s320/IMG_1333.JPG" 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/1316008295918130111-6312784438738893218?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/6312784438738893218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=6312784438738893218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/6312784438738893218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/6312784438738893218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-and-sick-children.html' title='Christmas and Sick Children'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SXFpehspdeI/AAAAAAAAADc/Ut23rYnEyYc/s72-c/IMG_1314.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-5908187830545794941</id><published>2008-12-23T13:58:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T21:48:30.241-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Darby's 1st Haircut</title><content type='html'>Thanks to Aunt Jennifer, and all her many talents, Darby was able to get his first haircut.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As many of you know, Darby was starting to grow a rat tail-yikes! Regan thought it was super cool and wanted to leave it alone. But of course, I out voted him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SXqPEBF3jFI/AAAAAAAAAFc/tOwSLWF9ubY/s1600-h/Darby+Rattail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SXqPEBF3jFI/AAAAAAAAAFc/tOwSLWF9ubY/s200/Darby+Rattail.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294701611102735442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SXI8diAnDzI/AAAAAAAAAEM/M9TTT2WK_ME/s1600-h/DSC00392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292358990156992306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SXI8diAnDzI/AAAAAAAAAEM/M9TTT2WK_ME/s320/DSC00392.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once his hair was cut, Darby was so proud!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1316008295918130111-5908187830545794941?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/5908187830545794941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=5908187830545794941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/5908187830545794941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/5908187830545794941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2009/01/darbys-1st-haircut.html' title='Darby&apos;s 1st Haircut'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SXqPEBF3jFI/AAAAAAAAAFc/tOwSLWF9ubY/s72-c/Darby+Rattail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-3467145806268474559</id><published>2008-12-13T21:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T13:55:42.330-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Scout's 1st Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SXFikso6GAI/AAAAAAAAAC8/rCJxoYoc-n8/s1600-h/IMG_2687.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292119419734595586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SXFikso6GAI/AAAAAAAAAC8/rCJxoYoc-n8/s200/IMG_2687.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Scout turned 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have just realized how ridiculious things are going to be as the kiddos get older. Regan's birthday is October 30th, Darby's birthday is November 13th, Scout's birthday is December 13th, and then Christmas approaches-soon after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, such is life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scout had a fabulous birthday celebration with her Aunt Susie. The two of them had a marvelous time. Scout enjoy her cake more than Darby did on his first birthday. She also loved her balloons and tissue paper. She threw a fit when I took the tissue paper away, but I couldn't keep letting her eat the tissue paper-could I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SXFjJhl9hJI/AAAAAAAAADE/LUSsGQNSyG8/s1600-h/IMG_2649.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292120052424606866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SXFjJhl9hJI/AAAAAAAAADE/LUSsGQNSyG8/s320/IMG_2649.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must admit though, the cake turned out GREAT! I love making cupcake cakes. It's so easy and fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SXAIP82JaJI/AAAAAAAAACc/UU22ba0RD2o/s1600-h/IMG_2676.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291738632284629138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SXAIP82JaJI/AAAAAAAAACc/UU22ba0RD2o/s200/IMG_2676.jpg" 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/1316008295918130111-3467145806268474559?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/3467145806268474559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=3467145806268474559&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/3467145806268474559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/3467145806268474559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2009/01/scouts-1st-birthday.html' title='Scout&apos;s 1st Birthday'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SXFikso6GAI/AAAAAAAAAC8/rCJxoYoc-n8/s72-c/IMG_2687.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-9034121262579535859</id><published>2008-11-13T23:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T14:04:21.417-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Darby's turns 2.</title><content type='html'>We were so busy this year, we sent out invitations to Darby's birthday via e-mail. Yeah technology. Although Regan and I started late on the preparations, the cake looked dynamite. Of course if Sara had not helped, Regan and I could have been up past 3:00 a.m. Thank you, Sara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SWrWWQsMz2I/AAAAAAAAAB8/viTxGIE9Rg4/s1600-h/IMG_2580.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290276390225891170" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SWrWWQsMz2I/AAAAAAAAAB8/viTxGIE9Rg4/s320/IMG_2580.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&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;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the big day, we had to wake Darby up so he could celebrate his birthday. He was a little cranky at first, but as time went by he perked up real fast. This year was a bit more exciting, because Darby started to realize that when he unwrapped a present there was something inside. Regan and I were excited that Darby received clothes...very cool clothes. However, Darby's favorite toy was the guitar. Yeah, noise makers. Seriously, thank you everyone for making Darby's birthday so special.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SWrU_o6YYFI/AAAAAAAAABs/w33LSywhCIs/s1600-h/IMG_2612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290274902079201362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SWrU_o6YYFI/AAAAAAAAABs/w33LSywhCIs/s320/IMG_2612.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SWrVWVmD_II/AAAAAAAAAB0/m2BqKO8cs98/s1600-h/IMG_2594.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290275292030696578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SWrVWVmD_II/AAAAAAAAAB0/m2BqKO8cs98/s320/IMG_2594.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/1316008295918130111-9034121262579535859?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/9034121262579535859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=9034121262579535859&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/9034121262579535859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/9034121262579535859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2009/01/darbys-turns-2.html' title='Darby&apos;s turns 2.'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SWrWWQsMz2I/AAAAAAAAAB8/viTxGIE9Rg4/s72-c/IMG_2580.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-3426119501721707600</id><published>2008-11-05T13:40:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T14:18:22.555-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Obama Watch Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SXI3NE_mvFI/AAAAAAAAAEE/seVE2ygDoSk/s1600-h/IMG_2574.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292353209932102738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SXI3NE_mvFI/AAAAAAAAAEE/seVE2ygDoSk/s200/IMG_2574.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Darby and Scout had their first, of many, political parties. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We spent the evening at Corey and Katy's house feasting and watching the Presidential outcome. Darby and Scout both enjoyed the evening, as they received tons of attention. We are creating monsters! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night turned out to be successful! GO OBAMA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SXI2fbDr3CI/AAAAAAAAADs/rRMEyV4TfcA/s1600-h/IMG_2575.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292352425580813346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SXI2fbDr3CI/AAAAAAAAADs/rRMEyV4TfcA/s200/IMG_2575.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/1316008295918130111-3426119501721707600?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/3426119501721707600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=3426119501721707600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/3426119501721707600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/3426119501721707600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2008/11/obama-watch-party.html' title='Obama Watch Party'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SXI3NE_mvFI/AAAAAAAAAEE/seVE2ygDoSk/s72-c/IMG_2574.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1316008295918130111.post-6692665131187380282</id><published>2008-10-31T22:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T13:54:45.596-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>So, I did not want to spend $45-50 on a halloween costume for the kiddos. My mother suggested that I make there costumes, since I didn't want to spend money. If you know me at all, you know that I am not that creative in making things. However, with my limited knowledge of sewing and the wonderful help of Barbara Swenson I did make two scarecrow costumes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Regan wanted Darby to look scary, so we tried to paint his face to match the Batman Scarecrow, but he moved around so much that he just looks dirty. Cute, but dirty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scout did not enjoy getting dressed or having makeup put on her cheeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overall, we had a great night. Darby ate some M&amp;amp;Ms when we arrived back at the house, and the costumes cost me a total of $13.93.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SWrQ6V7Py8I/AAAAAAAAABY/VB_LD_A8_J8/s1600-h/IMG_2508.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290270413036702658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SWrQ6V7Py8I/AAAAAAAAABY/VB_LD_A8_J8/s320/IMG_2508.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/1316008295918130111-6692665131187380282?l=killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/feeds/6692665131187380282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1316008295918130111&amp;postID=6692665131187380282&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/6692665131187380282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1316008295918130111/posts/default/6692665131187380282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://killackeyandtheboxcarchildren.blogspot.com/2009/01/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Killackey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08995451242871671386</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='26' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/Sr2EGnK0LYI/AAAAAAAAAiM/YVHvuvM7itA/S220/n1355256097_30311793_3913127.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bMhJXn-T_r8/SWrQ6V7Py8I/AAAAAAAAABY/VB_LD_A8_J8/s72-c/IMG_2508.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
