<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-737617646135222161</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Wed, 23 Dec 2009 19:07:05 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>The McAdams' Family</title><description></description><link>http://themcadams.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (The McAdams' Family)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>74</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-737617646135222161.post-356261690322818678</guid><pubDate>Tue, 22 Dec 2009 20:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-22T13:45:53.311-08:00</atom:updated><title>Christmas in Waco</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SzE9njfRzoI/AAAAAAAABFc/EFGM5Y605_c/s1600-h/IMG_8865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418179576454041218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SzE9njfRzoI/AAAAAAAABFc/EFGM5Y605_c/s400/IMG_8865.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Justin and Jackson watching Lady and Joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SzE9nUEcJvI/AAAAAAAABFU/vqlqRpcPOEc/s1600-h/IMG_8862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418179572314941170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SzE9nUEcJvI/AAAAAAAABFU/vqlqRpcPOEc/s400/IMG_8862.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Looking at the Brazos while at the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SzE9m0MDngI/AAAAAAAABFM/yOa1osjjy1o/s1600-h/IMG_8853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418179563756953090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SzE9m0MDngI/AAAAAAAABFM/yOa1osjjy1o/s400/IMG_8853.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma and the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SzE9mbcvhwI/AAAAAAAABFE/oU0nOydfEnQ/s1600-h/IMG_8852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418179557116053250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SzE9mbcvhwI/AAAAAAAABFE/oU0nOydfEnQ/s400/IMG_8852.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This past weekend we went to visit my grandmother and have a little Christmas with her. This lady is amazing! She's 79 and seems like she's 30;) I just hope I age as well as she does! She is so sweet to have as many grandchildren and great grandchildren as she does and still have something for all of them for Christmas. After opening presents, we went to Cracker Barrel for lunch (yum!) and then off to Cameron park to play with the kids. We went by Baylor to see the bears and finally made a stop by my aunt and uncle's house to see them and my cousins. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Quick trip, but lots of fun!&lt;/div&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/737617646135222161-356261690322818678?l=themcadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://themcadams.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-in-waco.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (The McAdams' Family)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SzE9njfRzoI/AAAAAAAABFc/EFGM5Y605_c/s72-c/IMG_8865.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-737617646135222161.post-4517368899235882758</guid><pubDate>Tue, 22 Dec 2009 19:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-22T12:10:20.661-08:00</atom:updated><title>Fun Run</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SzEnFb8xXHI/AAAAAAAABE8/7hS1FxKeNrE/s1600-h/IMG_8757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418154801058897010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SzEnFb8xXHI/AAAAAAAABE8/7hS1FxKeNrE/s400/IMG_8757.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kate had had enough of the cold and was running for the car by the end of the race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SzEnFP5_2SI/AAAAAAAABE0/ZGLPaL5g87s/s1600-h/IMG_8756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418154797826038050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SzEnFP5_2SI/AAAAAAAABE0/ZGLPaL5g87s/s400/IMG_8756.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The kids loved seeing the cfa cow, frosty and Santa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SzEnEm-G0bI/AAAAAAAABEs/qiDhTh4errs/s1600-h/IMG_8755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418154786837418418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SzEnEm-G0bI/AAAAAAAABEs/qiDhTh4errs/s400/IMG_8755.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our warm-up with frosty, the cfa cow and santa's elves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SzEnEILIdYI/AAAAAAAABEk/e1UXopB1jfQ/s1600-h/IMG_8751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418154778570552706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SzEnEILIdYI/AAAAAAAABEk/e1UXopB1jfQ/s400/IMG_8751.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Freezing and waiting for the race to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm playing catch up for the month of December, so there will be many more blog entries to follow;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Every year, since we've been married, Justin and I have always gone to the Neimans Adolphus Parade downtown with and without kids. It's so fun, but this year, for some reason, we decided to run in the Rudolph run in Allen. (They are always the same weekend every year.) Anyway, we decided since we were pushing the kids in the jogging stroller, we should just do the "fun run" which is only a mile. Justin kept taking this "fun run" a little serious. He said he was going to time us and he was determined that we were going to be the first stroller to cross the finish line:/ Keep in mind, it's 28 degrees and the kids are not the most excited about this. Okay, so I keep reminding him it's a fun run and that time doesn't really matter. Lets just finish. Once we got started, I was trailing behind him trying to keep up as he weaved in and out of people for what seemed like forever. If they were in his way, he had no problem going off-road to pass them. Despite my constant reminder that this was supposed to be "fun", Justin thought otherwise. He has quite the "quiet, sneaky competitive spirit" in him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Once we crossed the finish line, they announced, "our first stroller to cross the finish line". You would have thought Justin had just won a million dollars. He was so excited..................Good times;)&lt;/div&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/737617646135222161-4517368899235882758?l=themcadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://themcadams.blogspot.com/2009/12/fun-run.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (The McAdams' Family)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SzEnFb8xXHI/AAAAAAAABE8/7hS1FxKeNrE/s72-c/IMG_8757.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-737617646135222161.post-5566589787828686604</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Dec 2009 03:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-01T19:19:54.846-08:00</atom:updated><title>Peek A Boo!</title><description>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SxXcOnqtbcI/AAAAAAAABEc/3x8mOmpEY6s/s1600-h/IMG_8716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410472671079919042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SxXcOnqtbcI/AAAAAAAABEc/3x8mOmpEY6s/s400/IMG_8716.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SxXcOCR75wI/AAAAAAAABEU/eSIfioo8Hrs/s1600-h/IMG_8689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410472661043898114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SxXcOCR75wI/AAAAAAAABEU/eSIfioo8Hrs/s400/IMG_8689.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of Kate and Jackson's favorite games to play in the car with each other and us is "peek a boo" in various ways. Here are some pics on our Thanksgiving trip! You get a little creative in the car after a few hours of being stuck in a carseat:)  It's funny when they start giggling under whatever it is they're under and they think they are totally hidden from us.  So cute!&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/737617646135222161-5566589787828686604?l=themcadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://themcadams.blogspot.com/2009/12/peek-boo.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (The McAdams' Family)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SxXcOnqtbcI/AAAAAAAABEc/3x8mOmpEY6s/s72-c/IMG_8716.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-737617646135222161.post-6116475442674909462</guid><pubDate>Sat, 07 Nov 2009 16:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-07T10:12:00.895-08:00</atom:updated><title>Our Fall Festivities!</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SvWzvv1zQPI/AAAAAAAABEM/UDJ9Bu2vUxk/s1600-h/IMG_8459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401420960978125042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SvWzvv1zQPI/AAAAAAAABEM/UDJ9Bu2vUxk/s400/IMG_8459.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We painted pumpkins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SvWzvemZymI/AAAAAAAABEE/qOn-Z-HO7Go/s1600-h/IMG_8462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401420956350138978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SvWzvemZymI/AAAAAAAABEE/qOn-Z-HO7Go/s400/IMG_8462.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SvWzLUwU4GI/AAAAAAAABD8/uL9cnWy7TF8/s1600-h/IMG_8478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401420335232114786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SvWzLUwU4GI/AAAAAAAABD8/uL9cnWy7TF8/s400/IMG_8478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Romo and a Dallas Cowboys Cheerleader giving hugs;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SvWzLILtIRI/AAAAAAAABD0/3hz5Ulgnl9U/s1600-h/IMG_8483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401420331857289490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SvWzLILtIRI/AAAAAAAABD0/3hz5Ulgnl9U/s400/IMG_8483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SvWzK-TxVoI/AAAAAAAABDs/VDTCwtIMVGs/s1600-h/IMG_8489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401420329206765186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SvWzK-TxVoI/AAAAAAAABDs/VDTCwtIMVGs/s400/IMG_8489.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The cutest skunk I've ever seen (my sweet nephew Gavin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SvWzKtBFPoI/AAAAAAAABDk/zih55k65ZEo/s1600-h/IMG_8503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401420324564975234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SvWzKtBFPoI/AAAAAAAABDk/zih55k65ZEo/s400/IMG_8503.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; trying to get a cousin picture at the Height's fall festival&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SvWzKLj-X6I/AAAAAAAABDc/F22TRCTfaUQ/s1600-h/IMG_8567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401420315584520098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SvWzKLj-X6I/AAAAAAAABDc/F22TRCTfaUQ/s400/IMG_8567.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our neighbors on Hazelwood joined us at our fall festival at Prestonwood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SvWthOhC8gI/AAAAAAAABDU/rowbtYrgCYg/s1600-h/IMG_8514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401414114444767746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SvWthOhC8gI/AAAAAAAABDU/rowbtYrgCYg/s400/IMG_8514.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; carving pumpkins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SvWtg7bDiXI/AAAAAAAABDM/8BZhsdsr0gQ/s1600-h/IMG_8519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401414109319367026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SvWtg7bDiXI/AAAAAAAABDM/8BZhsdsr0gQ/s400/IMG_8519.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; getting ready to go the the festival after a nap.  Kate wanted to sleep a little longer:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SvWtgpVO8CI/AAAAAAAABDE/39T00ucvIoU/s1600-h/IMG_8535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401414104463110178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SvWtgpVO8CI/AAAAAAAABDE/39T00ucvIoU/s400/IMG_8535.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hugs from Poppa and Nanna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SvWtgBK5dmI/AAAAAAAABC8/6UMoLHYacPM/s1600-h/IMG_8554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401414093682341474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SvWtgBK5dmI/AAAAAAAABC8/6UMoLHYacPM/s400/IMG_8554.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;riding the train with Nanna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SvWtf4iOcmI/AAAAAAAABC0/WJaPMjC6ofo/s1600-h/IMG_8559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401414091364266594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SvWtf4iOcmI/AAAAAAAABC0/WJaPMjC6ofo/s400/IMG_8559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jackson, aka Tony Romo, riding a bull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SvWhrBLOXrI/AAAAAAAABCs/6Z8-EAFH4vg/s1600-h/IMG_8568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401401088522739378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SvWhrBLOXrI/AAAAAAAABCs/6Z8-EAFH4vg/s400/IMG_8568.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; getting hooked up to rock climb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SvWhq3KkbyI/AAAAAAAABCk/Z31pGAfvx7M/s1600-h/IMG_8571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401401085835636514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SvWhq3KkbyI/AAAAAAAABCk/Z31pGAfvx7M/s400/IMG_8571.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SvWhqlOh9KI/AAAAAAAABCc/pQIxAS-ZIgA/s1600-h/IMG_8581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401401081020413090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SvWhqlOh9KI/AAAAAAAABCc/pQIxAS-ZIgA/s400/IMG_8581.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SvWhqLt1TQI/AAAAAAAABCU/optacB6R50c/s1600-h/IMG_8582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401401074172382466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SvWhqLt1TQI/AAAAAAAABCU/optacB6R50c/s400/IMG_8582.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Finally, a cousin pic where everyone's looking and no one's crying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SvWhp3_kwWI/AAAAAAAABCM/D6k2aXsOgh8/s1600-h/IMG_8602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401401068878086498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SvWhp3_kwWI/AAAAAAAABCM/D6k2aXsOgh8/s400/IMG_8602.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And of course, a little trick or treating around our cul de sac. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also enjoyed having my grandparents in for the weekend!  We went to Legacy center for lunch and walked around the shops in the great weather we have been enjoying. We had such a fun and busy Halloween weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/737617646135222161-6116475442674909462?l=themcadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://themcadams.blogspot.com/2009/11/our-fall-festivities.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (The McAdams' Family)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SvWzvv1zQPI/AAAAAAAABEM/UDJ9Bu2vUxk/s72-c/IMG_8459.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-737617646135222161.post-7382189529764111866</guid><pubDate>Sun, 25 Oct 2009 19:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-25T13:07:06.742-07:00</atom:updated><title>The Muddy Patch</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So the pumpkin patch was more like a "muddy patch" this year.  This was our tracks through the mud on the hayride.  We slid through it rather than rode through it!  The kids didn't care and we managed to get some cute pics in the pumpkins:)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396630763530988690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SuSvFjw1rJI/AAAAAAAABB8/088a8xmhN_M/s400/IMG_8448.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SuSvGK0X8kI/AAAAAAAABCE/T1Kaoz-Gu-w/s1600-h/IMG_8451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396630774014800450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SuSvGK0X8kI/AAAAAAAABCE/T1Kaoz-Gu-w/s400/IMG_8451.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; showing off his muscles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SuSvFLHctUI/AAAAAAAABB0/ObsuS78mHJI/s1600-h/IMG_8437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396630756914935106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SuSvFLHctUI/AAAAAAAABB0/ObsuS78mHJI/s400/IMG_8437.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SuSvE5YGPYI/AAAAAAAABBs/tR3on6wWHT8/s1600-h/IMG_8436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396630752152927618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SuSvE5YGPYI/AAAAAAAABBs/tR3on6wWHT8/s400/IMG_8436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SuSqxulGpGI/AAAAAAAABBk/5m2hCtt4B4k/s1600-h/IMG_8413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396626024790664290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SuSqxulGpGI/AAAAAAAABBk/5m2hCtt4B4k/s400/IMG_8413.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SuSqxHA38DI/AAAAAAAABBc/4NBKQFlLtjE/s1600-h/IMG_8408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396626014169722930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SuSqxHA38DI/AAAAAAAABBc/4NBKQFlLtjE/s400/IMG_8408.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SuSqw6nNsUI/AAAAAAAABBU/8s2Atx0iCnM/s1600-h/IMG_8405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396626010840871234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SuSqw6nNsUI/AAAAAAAABBU/8s2Atx0iCnM/s400/IMG_8405.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SuSqwmUdXrI/AAAAAAAABBM/RqTvv-leABg/s1600-h/IMG_8403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396626005393497778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SuSqwmUdXrI/AAAAAAAABBM/RqTvv-leABg/s400/IMG_8403.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SuSqwZi4vrI/AAAAAAAABBE/Tla2E8KpPqo/s1600-h/IMG_8401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396626001964351154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SuSqwZi4vrI/AAAAAAAABBE/Tla2E8KpPqo/s400/IMG_8401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Where did Jackson go? oh yeah, he's on the big, green tractor" I think a career as a farmer is in his future;) He just can't get enough!&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/737617646135222161-7382189529764111866?l=themcadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://themcadams.blogspot.com/2009/10/muddy-patch.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (The McAdams' Family)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SuSvFjw1rJI/AAAAAAAABB8/088a8xmhN_M/s72-c/IMG_8448.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-737617646135222161.post-8210686955620519897</guid><pubDate>Thu, 22 Oct 2009 18:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-22T12:42:30.841-07:00</atom:updated><title>Fall Family Fun!  And more to come:)</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you know Jackson at all, you know he's in heaven when he's on his big green tractor:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is at the state fair.  They have an area that teaches kids what it's like to farm, including feeding the animals, collecting the eggs from the chickens, picking fruit off the trees, planting seeds in a garden and pulling the vegetables, driving the tractor to feed the cows, milking a cow, and finishing it all off by taking the "fruits of their labor" to the market. Then they receive pretend money to take to a store to buy a snack.  Super cute!  And the kids loved it!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SuCxYqwi2-I/AAAAAAAABA8/8eCc7WQsRNQ/s1600-h/IMG_7246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395507390942731234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SuCxYqwi2-I/AAAAAAAABA8/8eCc7WQsRNQ/s400/IMG_7246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Mr. Big Tex, as Jackson calls him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SuCxXXUVeyI/AAAAAAAABAk/NWyVVmLo7kg/s1600-h/IMG_7207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395507368544271138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SuCxXXUVeyI/AAAAAAAABAk/NWyVVmLo7kg/s400/IMG_7207.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the farm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SuCvsa5Q6II/AAAAAAAABAc/CO3ujp1dIPk/s1600-h/IMG_7241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395505531258464386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SuCvsa5Q6II/AAAAAAAABAc/CO3ujp1dIPk/s400/IMG_7241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeding the chickens and collecting their eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SuCvr23LqZI/AAAAAAAABAU/HZGmhzXHOpE/s1600-h/IMG_7238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395505521586055570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SuCvr23LqZI/AAAAAAAABAU/HZGmhzXHOpE/s400/IMG_7238.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Petting Farm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SuCvrsyH-kI/AAAAAAAABAM/RycQto4GueQ/s1600-h/IMG_7257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395505518880488002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SuCvrsyH-kI/AAAAAAAABAM/RycQto4GueQ/s400/IMG_7257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SuCvrGk0-xI/AAAAAAAABAE/NNVrMVwL7MI/s1600-h/IMG_7252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395505508624169746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SuCvrGk0-xI/AAAAAAAABAE/NNVrMVwL7MI/s400/IMG_7252.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes, that's a buffalo.  It's not everyday you feed one of these;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SuCvq6cpw1I/AAAAAAAAA_8/DqGZXlPfRlg/s1600-h/IMG_7254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395505505368654674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SuCvq6cpw1I/AAAAAAAAA_8/DqGZXlPfRlg/s400/IMG_7254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Riding the Dart to Fair Park.  I said I would never do this again from a previous experience, but I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SuCtCW8Yo0I/AAAAAAAAA_0/s_ArIFbeHDM/s1600-h/IMG_7206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395502609620050754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SuCtCW8Yo0I/AAAAAAAAA_0/s_ArIFbeHDM/s400/IMG_7206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jackson dancing at the Balloon Festival&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SuCtCJqkK5I/AAAAAAAAA_s/OrpvigEb9KY/s1600-h/IMG_7188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395502606055648146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SuCtCJqkK5I/AAAAAAAAA_s/OrpvigEb9KY/s400/IMG_7188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SuCtBiY_WRI/AAAAAAAAA_k/N42RbC1SE6E/s1600-h/IMG_7185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395502595512949010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SuCtBiY_WRI/AAAAAAAAA_k/N42RbC1SE6E/s400/IMG_7185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SuCtBQxbGgI/AAAAAAAAA_c/ahFK-g2-Xy0/s1600-h/IMG_7183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395502590783592962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SuCtBQxbGgI/AAAAAAAAA_c/ahFK-g2-Xy0/s400/IMG_7183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next 4 pics are of us attempting to take a picture of me and the kids.  As you can see, it's not easy trying to get all of us to smile or at least look at the camera at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SuCtBBjRnJI/AAAAAAAAA_U/BveMWs3d-n0/s1600-h/IMG_7182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395502586697718930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SuCtBBjRnJI/AAAAAAAAA_U/BveMWs3d-n0/s400/IMG_7182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SuCqz7cr8GI/AAAAAAAAA_M/XjUg15q8j68/s1600-h/IMG_7181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395500162697916514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SuCqz7cr8GI/AAAAAAAAA_M/XjUg15q8j68/s400/IMG_7181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SuCqzqvpDRI/AAAAAAAAA_E/_B_z_ieiUbY/s1600-h/IMG_7180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395500158214016274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SuCqzqvpDRI/AAAAAAAAA_E/_B_z_ieiUbY/s400/IMG_7180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SuCqzfW5paI/AAAAAAAAA-8/CJXr8jc7CJo/s1600-h/IMG_7179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395500155157456290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SuCqzfW5paI/AAAAAAAAA-8/CJXr8jc7CJo/s400/IMG_7179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackson studying very intently on the evenings events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SuCqzDx22BI/AAAAAAAAA-0/NHcmcV2XhFI/s1600-h/IMG_7159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395500147754326034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SuCqzDx22BI/AAAAAAAAA-0/NHcmcV2XhFI/s400/IMG_7159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture of Kate makes me laugh out loud. When you tell her to "say cheese", she (usually) makes this face. Hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SuCqymCawxI/AAAAAAAAA-s/QUBwr9a6twM/s1600-h/IMG_7157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395500139770725138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SuCqymCawxI/AAAAAAAAA-s/QUBwr9a6twM/s400/IMG_7157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a cute pic of Kate eating dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395507381169039170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SuCxYGWUJ0I/AAAAAAAABA0/fF0-RSvNQ7Y/s400/IMG_7274.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And another pic I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395507377148387570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SuCxX3Xt4PI/AAAAAAAABAs/QKpBGSyuAKw/s400/IMG_7267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/737617646135222161-8210686955620519897?l=themcadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://themcadams.blogspot.com/2009/10/fall-family-fun-and-more-to-come.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (The McAdams' Family)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SuCxYqwi2-I/AAAAAAAABA8/8eCc7WQsRNQ/s72-c/IMG_7246.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-737617646135222161.post-1161291387608556768</guid><pubDate>Sun, 11 Oct 2009 01:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-10T20:32:28.936-07:00</atom:updated><title>Where to begin.....?</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/StFN9vZMxlI/AAAAAAAAA-c/3IkT1swBt34/s1600-h/IMG_7258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391175952028714578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/StFN9vZMxlI/AAAAAAAAA-c/3IkT1swBt34/s400/IMG_7258.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kate being silly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/StFN8wicXxI/AAAAAAAAA-U/gipmhJ5EiMo/s1600-h/IMG_7154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391175935156051730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/StFN8wicXxI/AAAAAAAAA-U/gipmhJ5EiMo/s400/IMG_7154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Don't worry, there is not any electricity going to this outlet. They were helping Justin and he was overseeing this project:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/StFN8VaRZwI/AAAAAAAAA-M/EzbsmkCxboI/s1600-h/IMG_7151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391175927874021122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/StFN8VaRZwI/AAAAAAAAA-M/EzbsmkCxboI/s400/IMG_7151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jackson helping Mommy paint his room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/StFN7teGg7I/AAAAAAAAA-E/cK6vo_P3XFk/s1600-h/IMG_7077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391175917152666546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/StFN7teGg7I/AAAAAAAAA-E/cK6vo_P3XFk/s400/IMG_7077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The first box to be moved. All smiles and little did we know the massive project ahead of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/StFN7Jt61UI/AAAAAAAAA98/4o7eSuELIiY/s1600-h/IMG_7080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391175907555333442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/StFN7Jt61UI/AAAAAAAAA98/4o7eSuELIiY/s400/IMG_7080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The new house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391176272596831986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/StFOQZmmDvI/AAAAAAAAA-k/sd6oINh4S1k/s400/IMG_7276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Jackson's room! The only room complete in the whole house except for that white spot in the corner I still need to paint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I know, it's been forever since we posted last! We have been a busy little family, to say the least. And by busy, I mean, moving. It's a long process, crazy process, but we are so excited to be in the new house. As Jackson put it, "Mommy, I love our new house". "It's amazing!" Can't get enough of that boy;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We sold the house on Hazelwood in no time and quickly had to find a house to move into! Talk about pressure! When you're looking for a house that is going to accomodate your family for hopefully a looooong time, or as Justin says, "the next place we're moving is the nursing home", it takes a lot of thinking and praying! We had some time in between closing on the old house and moving into our new one because it needed a little work before moving in, so Stephen and Brooke were ever so gracious to allow us to move in with them for a few weeks. We can't thank them enough for opening up their home to us!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I first saw our new house, not knowing it was going to be our new house, it wasn't love at first sight. My first thoughts were, "No way, am I going to live here". "Next house please." It was sooooo dirty, weeds in the beds (but if you know me, I'm not a huge yard person, so I dont' know why the weeds bothered me so bad), and apparently a HUGE dog lived in this house that had free reign over wherever he decided to use the restroom and his chew toys were every blind and corner of the house you could think of. Justin fell in love with the backyard and wanted to make an offer immediately. What!? Oh and you need to make your decision now, because there's another offer on this house. It was a short-sale. Long story short, we made an offer after A LOT of discussion, and a second showing with some friends to give me some vision, because I was totally blind on the first showing. I couldn't see beyond the dirt and pee. Can you blame me? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now we looooooove it! It's feeling like home everyday that we're here! Boxes are unpacked, but things are going to take awhile to be put in its place. And of course, we'd love a new this and a new that, but in time it will all come together!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A HUGE thank you to my parents for helping us move and to my mom, who basically organized my whole kitchen and cleaned a refrigerator that I was going to throw away, that now looks brand new and amazing;) Thank you Matt for helping us with the heavy stuff on both moves into and out of storage:) Thank you Jenn for giving me some decor vision and helping us get settled! Tara, the housewarming cake was INCREDIBLE! If you've never had Sopapilla Cheesecake, you're missing out. Let me know and I'll make you one. You must try this cake! And a huge thank you to Jennifer for watching my kiddos while we went looking for houses. Huge help! We would probably still be looking for houses if my kids went with us. I had to be able to think without chasing one and redirecting the other;) And last, but certainly not least, we wouldn't be in this house without her, our awesome realtor, Lindsay Craig! She is the realtor of all realtors!! Thank you Lindsay! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We'd love for any and everyone to come by! Can't wait to share our home with friends and family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moving is hard..................but we're so thankful we did! We are blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;As for me and my house, we will serve the Lord. Joshua 24:15&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/737617646135222161-1161291387608556768?l=themcadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://themcadams.blogspot.com/2009/10/where-to-begin.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (The McAdams' Family)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/StFN9vZMxlI/AAAAAAAAA-c/3IkT1swBt34/s72-c/IMG_7258.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-737617646135222161.post-6249888238447728631</guid><pubDate>Tue, 18 Aug 2009 21:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-18T14:15:40.256-07:00</atom:updated><title>TOMS</title><description>Have you heard of these?  Very cute and comfy shoes made by a company that makes a pair of shoes for a child in need (from various countries) when you buy a pair.  My brother Ben and sisterinlaw Sarah, gave us all a pair to wear in their wedding and they were such a great alternative to the traditional heel;)  Long story short, Sarah's sister works for Neimans and ran into Blake (owner of TOMS) and told him about Sarah and Ben's wedding.  He wanted to see their pictures and they ended up using some of them for their marketing.  Check it out........&lt;a href="http://www.tomsshoes.com/content.asp?tid=514&amp;amp;aid=1226&amp;amp;LinkID=1226"&gt;http://www.tomsshoes.com/content.asp?tid=514&amp;amp;aid=1226&amp;amp;LinkID=1226&lt;/a&gt;  The 1st pic of the white shoes are from their wedding and the last pic is of them during their "exchanging of the rings".  Anyway, Ben and Sarah are making their way across this world at the moment to move to Cairo Egypt.  We'll see them next May and we're already praying for them and counting the days when they come back.  Skype is going to be put to great use now that they are so far!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="TOMS Shoes Wedding Styles" href="http://click.icptrack.com/icp/relay.php?r=14196097&amp;amp;msgid=240852&amp;amp;act=17OQ&amp;amp;c=153777&amp;amp;admin=0&amp;amp;destination=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.tomsshoes.com%2Fcontent.asp%3Ftid%3D514%26aid%3D1226%26LinkID%3D1226" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a title="TOMS Shoes Wedding Styles" href="http://click.icptrack.com/icp/relay.php?r=14196097&amp;amp;msgid=240852&amp;amp;act=17OQ&amp;amp;c=153777&amp;amp;admin=0&amp;amp;destination=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.tomsshoes.com%2Fcontent.asp%3Ftid%3D514%26aid%3D1226%26LinkID%3D1226" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/737617646135222161-6249888238447728631?l=themcadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://themcadams.blogspot.com/2009/08/toms.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (The McAdams' Family)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-737617646135222161.post-4328347364980517029</guid><pubDate>Thu, 30 Jul 2009 20:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-30T13:58:01.685-07:00</atom:updated><title>Hazelwood</title><description>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SnIIrw0nyCI/AAAAAAAAA90/Y2_a21bTUL8/s1600-h/IMG_7047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364359654084692002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SnIIrw0nyCI/AAAAAAAAA90/Y2_a21bTUL8/s400/IMG_7047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SnIIrjAL96I/AAAAAAAAA9s/gk7jFtIAFGo/s1600-h/IMG_7048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364359650375104418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SnIIrjAL96I/AAAAAAAAA9s/gk7jFtIAFGo/s400/IMG_7048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's official! We've put the house up for sale. I can't believe it's actually happening. Our sweet realtor, Lindsay Craig, came by today with the sign. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We only have plans to stay in the Allen area. We're not moving away anywhere, just ready to grow into something else. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5 years ago we moved into this house with just the two of us. Now we've added two more to our family and with toys, beds and relatives visiting here and there, we need more room;) It's bittersweet, especially for me, bringing 2 of our babies into this house. (Now I'm getting all emotional) I guess I can't hang onto it forever. &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/737617646135222161-4328347364980517029?l=themcadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://themcadams.blogspot.com/2009/07/hazelwood.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (The McAdams' Family)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SnIIrw0nyCI/AAAAAAAAA90/Y2_a21bTUL8/s72-c/IMG_7047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-737617646135222161.post-5707040939116547189</guid><pubDate>Mon, 27 Jul 2009 20:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-27T15:08:49.134-07:00</atom:updated><title>Another trip to Lufkin</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Sm4lFPTL0UI/AAAAAAAAA9c/M8_ePrrcCa8/s1600-h/IMG_7030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363264978181411138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Sm4lFPTL0UI/AAAAAAAAA9c/M8_ePrrcCa8/s400/IMG_7030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Swingin at Nanna and Poppa's house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Sm4lE8kw8lI/AAAAAAAAA9U/xRwwaNhCgrw/s1600-h/IMG_7029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363264973154873938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Sm4lE8kw8lI/AAAAAAAAA9U/xRwwaNhCgrw/s400/IMG_7029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Sm4lFlh0BxI/AAAAAAAAA9k/hm7taswR8xM/s1600-h/IMG_7023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363264984148346642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Sm4lFlh0BxI/AAAAAAAAA9k/hm7taswR8xM/s400/IMG_7023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kate likes to take the toys out of the box and get in it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Sm4lEYlAOMI/AAAAAAAAA9M/wGRBhGVyYPo/s1600-h/IMG_7021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363264963492198594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Sm4lEYlAOMI/AAAAAAAAA9M/wGRBhGVyYPo/s400/IMG_7021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At the pond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Sm4UGMSt1gI/AAAAAAAAA9E/CMXPv0kPpdk/s1600-h/IMG_7019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363246302856336898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Sm4UGMSt1gI/AAAAAAAAA9E/CMXPv0kPpdk/s400/IMG_7019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kate testing out the tricycle at Pawpaw Mac's house. Her legs are quite long enough to touch the pedals yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Sm4UFx74IwI/AAAAAAAAA88/UQH0VUVYLBE/s1600-h/IMG_7027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363246295781221122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Sm4UFx74IwI/AAAAAAAAA88/UQH0VUVYLBE/s400/IMG_7027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jackson's great grandfather, Pawpaw, helped him build a log cabin with Lincoln Logs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Sm4UFf04qwI/AAAAAAAAA80/l5jRgsTQFyQ/s1600-h/IMG_7022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363246290920057602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Sm4UFf04qwI/AAAAAAAAA80/l5jRgsTQFyQ/s400/IMG_7022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jackson is pointing at the catfish that are coming up to eat food we threw out for them. Justin's dad has a catfish pond and Jackson loves to go out and watch them at feeding time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Sm4UFBsMmwI/AAAAAAAAA8s/VIAFoLTx2q4/s1600-h/IMG_7031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363246282830551810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Sm4UFBsMmwI/AAAAAAAAA8s/VIAFoLTx2q4/s400/IMG_7031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jackson helping Kate down the steps. Such a big brother:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Sm4UEsbVtzI/AAAAAAAAA8k/zGs0ajbHMC0/s1600-h/IMG_7017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363246277122701106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Sm4UEsbVtzI/AAAAAAAAA8k/zGs0ajbHMC0/s400/IMG_7017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Kate throwing a fit because she doesn't want to get back in the car and drive anymore. We always stop at Braums in Athens to take a break and this was in the parking lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This weekend was yet another fun weekend in Lufkin visiting the grandparents! Jackson is at an age that he aboslutely loves seeing all of them and doesn't want to leave. We were back and forth between Justin's dad and sister's house and my parents house. It's nice that both of our parents live in the same town. Wherever we were at, it's all about the kids, which I love. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/737617646135222161-5707040939116547189?l=themcadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://themcadams.blogspot.com/2009/07/another-trip-to-lufkin.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (The McAdams' Family)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Sm4lFPTL0UI/AAAAAAAAA9c/M8_ePrrcCa8/s72-c/IMG_7030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-737617646135222161.post-2598222238844845007</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 Jul 2009 22:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-14T15:43:12.629-07:00</atom:updated><title>It's not just a plain white cake</title><description>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Sl0J4nytTUI/AAAAAAAAA8c/PNRLDuDqHgY/s1600-h/IMG_6976.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358449999999749442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Sl0J4nytTUI/AAAAAAAAA8c/PNRLDuDqHgY/s400/IMG_6976.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's the beginning of a new, fun hobby and hopefully an investment in many birthday cakes to come;) I started a cake decorating class with my sister in law, Brooke and her friend Kelly last week. It's so much fun! I will say, a lot went into making this simple looking cake. I'm supposed to take this cake to class tomorrow and we will learn how to start decorating our cakes. What you see is what we learned to do last week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jackson can't wait to eat everything I'm making. He's already asking me if I can make dinosaur cakes and other crazy, advanced ideas that will take me some time to actually learn. Yes, I have to make a cake every week for 4 weeks. Anyone is welcome to my practice cakes. We don't need cake hanging around here, because I WILL eat it if it's there. They may look funky, but they should taste pretty good;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/737617646135222161-2598222238844845007?l=themcadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://themcadams.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-not-just-plain-white-cake.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (The McAdams' Family)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Sl0J4nytTUI/AAAAAAAAA8c/PNRLDuDqHgY/s72-c/IMG_6976.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-737617646135222161.post-1346519528754512510</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Jul 2009 01:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-07T18:35:56.485-07:00</atom:updated><title>Yummy Goodness</title><description>These are two of my new favorite recipes that must be shared!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I would show pictures, but I forgot to take some.  I'll try and remember next time, because these will be a repeat meal in our house:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Upside-Down Pizza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;2 lbs ground chuck or ground turkey&lt;br /&gt;1 cups chopped onion (optional)&lt;br /&gt;1 (15 oz.) can tomato sauce&lt;br /&gt;1 (1 ¼ oz) envelope spaghetti sauce mix&lt;br /&gt;1 (8 oz) carton sour cream&lt;br /&gt;2 cups shredded mozzarella cheese&lt;br /&gt;1 can refrigerated crescent rolls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brown ground meat and onion in a large skillet over medium-high heat, stirring until meat crumbles; drain and return to skillet.  Stir in tomato sauce and spaghetti sauce mix; cook over low heat 10 min, stirring often.&lt;br /&gt;Spoon meat mixture into a lightly greased 13x9x2 inch baking dish; top with sour cream, sprinkle with cheese.  Unroll crescent rolls, and place over cheese.  Bake, uncovered, at 350 for 20-25 minutes.  Yield:  8 servings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Servings are easy to measure for this pizza casserole; just follow the natural perforations in the crescent rolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this one especially because it’s made in the crock pot.  Don’t forget your crock pot liner so clean up is super easy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Slow Cooker Chicken Enchiladas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3 cups chopped cooked chicken&lt;br /&gt;2 cups shredded Monterey jack cheese with peppers&lt;br /&gt;1 (4.5 oz) can chopped green chilis&lt;br /&gt;½ cup sour cream&lt;br /&gt;1/3 cup chopped fresh cilantro&lt;br /&gt;8 (8 inch) flour tortillas&lt;br /&gt;1 (8 oz) container sour cream&lt;br /&gt;1 (8 oz) bottle green taco sauce&lt;br /&gt;1 cup shredded Monterey Jack cheese with peppers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toppings:  chopped tomato, chopped avocado, sliced green onions, sliced black olives, chopped fresh cilantro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stir together first 5 ingredients.  Spoon chicken mixture evenly down center of tortillas, and roll up.  Arrange, seam sides down, in a lightly greased 6-quart slow cooker, stacking tortillas, if needed.&lt;br /&gt;Stir together sour cream and taco sauce; spoon over enchiladas.  Cover and cook on LOW 4 ½ hours.  Remove lid, and sprinkle enchiladas with 1 cup cheese.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ENJOY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&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/737617646135222161-1346519528754512510?l=themcadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://themcadams.blogspot.com/2009/07/yummy-goodness.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (The McAdams' Family)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-737617646135222161.post-7698984162515641610</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Jul 2009 01:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-07T18:30:27.630-07:00</atom:updated><title>Just some of my latest favorite pics!</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SlP0nSPToTI/AAAAAAAAA8E/Pt_yoU5ZxSs/s1600-h/IMG_6918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355893337621766450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SlP0nSPToTI/AAAAAAAAA8E/Pt_yoU5ZxSs/s400/IMG_6918.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Giving hugs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SlP0oQlrDFI/AAAAAAAAA8U/8oETqYfEM3I/s1600-h/IMG_6912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355893354358574162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SlP0oQlrDFI/AAAAAAAAA8U/8oETqYfEM3I/s400/IMG_6912.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes, my 14 month old is wearing pigtails and ponytails.  She looks like she's 4 when she has them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SlP0n5bG1jI/AAAAAAAAA8M/dWKDjF9--RI/s1600-h/IMG_6910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355893348140242482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SlP0n5bG1jI/AAAAAAAAA8M/dWKDjF9--RI/s400/IMG_6910.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SlP0m_ynyjI/AAAAAAAAA78/Vg42ypZYw8Y/s1600-h/IMG_6885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355893332669614642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SlP0m_ynyjI/AAAAAAAAA78/Vg42ypZYw8Y/s400/IMG_6885.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jackson is ready to go camping.  We keep telling him when it gets cooler:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SlP0mgL9ecI/AAAAAAAAA70/60HLKGXYFNM/s1600-h/IMG_6867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355893324185958850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SlP0mgL9ecI/AAAAAAAAA70/60HLKGXYFNM/s400/IMG_6867.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jackson trying to teach Kate how to down hill ski on the Wii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/737617646135222161-7698984162515641610?l=themcadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://themcadams.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-some-of-my-latest-favorite-pics.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (The McAdams' Family)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SlP0nSPToTI/AAAAAAAAA8E/Pt_yoU5ZxSs/s72-c/IMG_6918.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-737617646135222161.post-8734223107510343857</guid><pubDate>Fri, 19 Jun 2009 02:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-18T19:49:12.221-07:00</atom:updated><title>Fun in the Tub</title><description>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Sjr8RPy36SI/AAAAAAAAA7s/TxxeLju8las/s1600-h/IMG_6858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348864880683772194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Sjr8RPy36SI/AAAAAAAAA7s/TxxeLju8las/s400/IMG_6858.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Sjr8Q7_6ExI/AAAAAAAAA7k/RP64uFo97xs/s1600-h/IMG_6854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348864875369730834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Sjr8Q7_6ExI/AAAAAAAAA7k/RP64uFo97xs/s400/IMG_6854.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My little Picasso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Sjr8QkMfEPI/AAAAAAAAA7c/7hcg2EBdPp8/s1600-h/IMG_6850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348864868980035826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Sjr8QkMfEPI/AAAAAAAAA7c/7hcg2EBdPp8/s400/IMG_6850.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bathtime was a little messy this evening, but so much fun! A friend of ours was telling me that when her kids were little, she used to let them paint with shaving cream in the bathtub. So I thought my kids would love it and they did. They painted the walls, themselves, and each other. It was everywhere! But the best part was that it was easy clean up. Even though it was in their hair and everywhere, it came off so easily.  Thanks Therese!  So much fun!&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/737617646135222161-8734223107510343857?l=themcadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://themcadams.blogspot.com/2009/06/fun-in-tub.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (The McAdams' Family)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Sjr8RPy36SI/AAAAAAAAA7s/TxxeLju8las/s72-c/IMG_6858.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-737617646135222161.post-2436695615434031353</guid><pubDate>Tue, 16 Jun 2009 19:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-16T12:52:56.677-07:00</atom:updated><title>Just the two of us</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Sjf1sawVY7I/AAAAAAAAA68/jldrIeNQyC8/s1600-h/IMG_6779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348013225970852786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Sjf1sawVY7I/AAAAAAAAA68/jldrIeNQyC8/s400/IMG_6779.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Sjf1tZQCVRI/AAAAAAAAA7U/PLYRz03iPg8/s1600-h/IMG_6819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348013242746819858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Sjf1tZQCVRI/AAAAAAAAA7U/PLYRz03iPg8/s400/IMG_6819.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jackson and his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;glowstick&lt;/span&gt;.  They had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;glowsticks&lt;/span&gt; for when they left the reception.  So cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Sjf1tO8tH-I/AAAAAAAAA7M/_WbUni5NQ6I/s1600-h/IMG_6826.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Sjf1s3wWVaI/AAAAAAAAA7E/5U3APBnyNUU/s1600-h/IMG_6789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348013233755542946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Sjf1s3wWVaI/AAAAAAAAA7E/5U3APBnyNUU/s400/IMG_6789.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and my sweet cousins, Kayla and Leslie (the bride)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Sjf1sLfisCI/AAAAAAAAA60/_et06lRkgyY/s1600-h/IMG_6777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348013221873889314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Sjf1sLfisCI/AAAAAAAAA60/_et06lRkgyY/s400/IMG_6777.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jackson ready with his boarding pass.  We had to take &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Shamu&lt;/span&gt; on board!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jackson and I took a trip to North Carolina this past weekend to see my cousin Leslie get married, and it was so much fun to have him to myself for a little while. I decided to take Jackson with me because I didn't know how manageable it would be for me to take Kate in the stage that she is in at the moment. She wants down and to walk around everywhere, and on a plane for 2 1/2 hours, I don't think that's feasible. We also had some trouble getting there because of bad weather in Dallas, which made it an extra long day that I'm glad I didn't put Kate through. Jackson was a trouper! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was so much fun to see my family that we don't get to see that often and the wedding was beautiful and so much fun!  Jackson actually slept (snored) through the wedding, so he was very still;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jackson's highlights for the trip were:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*meeting soldiers on their way to Afghanistan (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;sp&lt;/span&gt;?) at the airport&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;One actually gave Jackson his patch that was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;velcroed&lt;/span&gt; to his uniform.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*Experiencing turbulence on the plane that he thought was so fun.  His mommy thought otherwise:/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*renting a car.  For some reason, he loved the thought of being in a different car and riding in a different &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;carseat&lt;/span&gt;.  He kept saying, "mommy, I love this car".  "It's so funny".  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*swimming in the hotel pool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*eating wedding cake at the reception!  (Who doesn't love wedding cake?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/737617646135222161-2436695615434031353?l=themcadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://themcadams.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-two-of-us.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (The McAdams' Family)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Sjf1sawVY7I/AAAAAAAAA68/jldrIeNQyC8/s72-c/IMG_6779.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-737617646135222161.post-3045772834265564368</guid><pubDate>Thu, 04 Jun 2009 02:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-04T06:19:18.647-07:00</atom:updated><title>Summer Vacation!!!</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SifI9mGb7kI/AAAAAAAAA6s/NvNN1Xly3O4/s1600-h/IMG_6665.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Humor me:) I know it's a lot of pictures, but we did so much and I tried to cram in a little of everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343291287850053858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SicvHce98OI/AAAAAAAAA30/sj9ht9kNliA/s400/IMG_6615.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh yes, it's 1:00am and someone is excited about Sea World! We got to the hotel late Thursday night and we were all wired and ready to play!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343291279279750354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SicvG8jpfNI/AAAAAAAAA3s/1rWY3f0zkp8/s400/IMG_6614.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kate was just excited at 1:00am because we all were! She had no idea what was going on, but she was ready to play too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343311287125313010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SidBTjlwhfI/AAAAAAAAA6U/xnXYqve5fE0/s400/IMG_6698.JPG" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My favorite reason to stay in a hotel............breakfast in my room!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343289155578645682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SictLVJ2TLI/AAAAAAAAA3E/WvZKWbM-C8M/s400/IMG_6622.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Feeding the dolphins! So much fun! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343289166346964002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SictL9RNzCI/AAAAAAAAA3U/-No7VfNSLYc/s400/IMG_6630.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I love this picture of Jackson and the shark! He's such a boy and very much into animals that growl and have sharp teeth;) (Not that a shark growls, but you know what I mean)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343289159890182002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SictLlNzH3I/AAAAAAAAA3M/rvVivq8tTkM/s400/IMG_6624.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Feeding and petting the dolphins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343291289677624034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SicvHjSscuI/AAAAAAAAA38/Agy1rwABIpE/s400/IMG_6652.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Our favorite part: Shamu!!! The show was amazing! We went to their first show that day and apparently the whales were not wanting to perform, so the trainers asked us to come back later that day, hoping for a better show. Sure enough, the whales just needed a little warming up to do that day, and they put on an amazing show!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343312286168214018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SidCNtUJagI/AAAAAAAAA6c/vlMdIlEhkf0/s400/IMG_6657.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; The ultimate souvenir when you go to SeaWorld!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343313438323332386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SidDQxbVVSI/AAAAAAAAA6k/BlKMuEm2omY/s400/IMG_6665.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kate getting in a little pool time at the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343291295622505938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SicvH5cEJdI/AAAAAAAAA4E/sxvehokZSXU/s400/IMG_6674.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Jackson being silly as we enjoy our smores we made during one evening of our stay. The hotel had several fire pits out by the pools and offered smores to roast. So much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Swimming at the Lost Lagoon at SeaWorld&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343293346048709010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Sicw_P3xEZI/AAAAAAAAA4U/uSAZCu6vO6k/s400/IMG_6694.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kate all suited up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343293350729167778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Sicw_hTrM6I/AAAAAAAAA4k/vnlv16lKRvQ/s400/IMG_6699.JPG" border="0" /&gt; A little river walkin while Kate's nappin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went to the children's museum in downtown San Antonio. They had a little mini HEB to do some pretend grocery shopping. The kids loved it, and so did we! It was so much fun. After you shopped for your groceries, you can check out at registers. Too cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SiczosHqLNI/AAAAAAAAA5U/3FqWlYtF0rE/s1600-h/IMG_6717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343296257029450962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SiczosHqLNI/AAAAAAAAA5U/3FqWlYtF0rE/s400/IMG_6717.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343296261879409970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Siczo-L-rTI/AAAAAAAAA5c/AV6WVSyxAhs/s400/IMG_6729.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343296252356645362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Siczoatk0fI/AAAAAAAAA5M/hgoitU56S6A/s400/IMG_6719.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Justin checked Jackson out at the register.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SiczoKmjDUI/AAAAAAAAA5E/11BgHmhkebk/s1600-h/IMG_6712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343296248032202050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SiczoKmjDUI/AAAAAAAAA5E/11BgHmhkebk/s400/IMG_6712.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jackson checking my baggage at the "airport" for my "departure"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SicznnsPrsI/AAAAAAAAA48/HY3fUfCG6RI/s1600-h/IMG_6711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343296238660857538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SicznnsPrsI/AAAAAAAAA48/HY3fUfCG6RI/s400/IMG_6711.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My little Pilot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SicxAMz_8cI/AAAAAAAAA4s/uF80ntViHZc/s1600-h/IMG_6700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343293362407469506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SicxAMz_8cI/AAAAAAAAA4s/uF80ntViHZc/s400/IMG_6700.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And conductor too! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SicxAZzavLI/AAAAAAAAA40/1CGb0lAOqfQ/s1600-h/IMG_6707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343293365894692018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SicxAZzavLI/AAAAAAAAA40/1CGb0lAOqfQ/s400/IMG_6707.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This picture makes me laugh out loud:) Yes, he's milking a cow! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343310321511689714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SidAbWZh7fI/AAAAAAAAA6M/yDzojlBwEJE/s400/IMG_6750.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Kate at Schlitterbahn. This was our last stop before heading back to the big "D"! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343310318611630162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SidAbLmGiFI/AAAAAAAAA6E/pEmGiOKvCKA/s400/IMG_6748.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Schlitterbahn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/737617646135222161-3045772834265564368?l=themcadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://themcadams.blogspot.com/2009/06/summer-vacation.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (The McAdams' Family)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SicvHce98OI/AAAAAAAAA30/sj9ht9kNliA/s72-c/IMG_6615.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-737617646135222161.post-6219896181624818247</guid><pubDate>Sun, 17 May 2009 15:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-17T09:03:41.038-07:00</atom:updated><title>Congratulations Ben and Sarah!!!!</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ShA0sRDkjdI/AAAAAAAAA28/n0SzS_NofeM/s1600-h/IMG_6551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336823493531307474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ShA0sRDkjdI/AAAAAAAAA28/n0SzS_NofeM/s400/IMG_6551.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I realize this is almost the same picture, but he was just so cute, I couldn't help myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ShAvb_sQmCI/AAAAAAAAA20/QB9qty8e7f8/s1600-h/ringbearer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336817716434081826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ShAvb_sQmCI/AAAAAAAAA20/QB9qty8e7f8/s400/ringbearer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The cutest ringbearer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ShAvbbZxUtI/AAAAAAAAA2k/qgGnLUQL7-8/s1600-h/jandmommy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336817706692858578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ShAvbbZxUtI/AAAAAAAAA2k/qgGnLUQL7-8/s400/jandmommy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ShAvboTxW_I/AAAAAAAAA2s/enobI07ouCU/s1600-h/prayercircle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336817710157356018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ShAvboTxW_I/AAAAAAAAA2s/enobI07ouCU/s400/prayercircle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ShAvbRRmvTI/AAAAAAAAA2c/79VCeGAs1ck/s1600-h/famwedding.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336817703974255922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ShAvbRRmvTI/AAAAAAAAA2c/79VCeGAs1ck/s400/famwedding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ShAvbTZ_LHI/AAAAAAAAA2U/Bf5UGLBG7Lw/s1600-h/IMG_6567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336817704546282610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ShAvbTZ_LHI/AAAAAAAAA2U/Bf5UGLBG7Lw/s400/IMG_6567.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jackson giving little Gavin a few kisses before the wedding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ShAuUYHJYHI/AAAAAAAAA2M/QaCvSVukJMc/s1600-h/IMG_6565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336816486038724722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ShAuUYHJYHI/AAAAAAAAA2M/QaCvSVukJMc/s400/IMG_6565.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The ringbearer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ShAuULsn9XI/AAAAAAAAA2E/pbfMVkjTU04/s1600-h/IMG_6546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336816482706257266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ShAuULsn9XI/AAAAAAAAA2E/pbfMVkjTU04/s400/IMG_6546.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My baby brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ShAuT3fvMeI/AAAAAAAAA18/f5sbfi0Cyag/s1600-h/IMG_6564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336816477283496418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ShAuT3fvMeI/AAAAAAAAA18/f5sbfi0Cyag/s400/IMG_6564.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jackson and Sarah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ShAuT8RDV3I/AAAAAAAAA10/udOX5O75WdE/s1600-h/IMG_6562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336816478564079474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ShAuT8RDV3I/AAAAAAAAA10/udOX5O75WdE/s400/IMG_6562.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ready to get married!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ShAuTv3nXJI/AAAAAAAAA1s/zMPvl_5W6vo/s1600-h/IMG_6555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336816475236162706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ShAuTv3nXJI/AAAAAAAAA1s/zMPvl_5W6vo/s400/IMG_6555.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jackson and Kate playing in the bridal suite before the wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ShAsNotKb8I/AAAAAAAAA1k/HKrFUCH7_l8/s1600-h/IMG_6545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336814171210805186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ShAsNotKb8I/AAAAAAAAA1k/HKrFUCH7_l8/s400/IMG_6545.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Poppa and Jackson sneaking a peek at the cakes before the wedding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ShAsNBfHgzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/KDYWtjEiDYI/s1600-h/IMG_6523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336814160682910514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ShAsNBfHgzI/AAAAAAAAA1M/KDYWtjEiDYI/s400/IMG_6523.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ben and Sarah getting instructions from Pawpaw (the pastor) at the rehearsal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ShAsNncW7_I/AAAAAAAAA1c/psrC73F7Ldg/s1600-h/IMG_6531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336814170871885810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ShAsNncW7_I/AAAAAAAAA1c/psrC73F7Ldg/s400/IMG_6531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nanna and Kate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ShAsNShdGhI/AAAAAAAAA1U/Bky_O_D52yU/s1600-h/IMG_6526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336814165256116754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ShAsNShdGhI/AAAAAAAAA1U/Bky_O_D52yU/s400/IMG_6526.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The sisters! Getting ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ShAsNBK5MxI/AAAAAAAAA1E/WHIbhm9LV6A/s1600-h/IMG_6514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336814160598086418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ShAsNBK5MxI/AAAAAAAAA1E/WHIbhm9LV6A/s400/IMG_6514.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jackson and Sarah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ben and Sarah were finally married this weekend and it was such a beautiful and fun wedding! I can't believe my baby brother is married. Much to my surprise, I was quite emotional. I guess that's because I'm his big sister and I still see him as my little brother to take care of, but now he has a wife to do just that. We love Sarah so much and we pray the best for their marriage. We had family from all over in that we spent some time with over the whole weekend! It's so much fun to see everybody. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I took pictures, but I wasn't the best photographer. I guess that's why you hire one;) I got some of the rehearsal, pre-wedding and from there, I didn't get any. I guess I was busy as a bridesmaid and mommy at the same time. I'll post more as I get them. I do have to brag on my little boy, the ringbearer. I wish everyone could have seen how precious he was and how well he did in the ceremony. He walked all the way down the isle while staring at his pillow and no one else. He never looked up until he got to Justin. Pre-cious! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;..................At the moment, Ben and Sarah are out in the middle of the carribbean soaking up some sun! Ahhhh! (I'm a little jealous;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/737617646135222161-6219896181624818247?l=themcadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://themcadams.blogspot.com/2009/05/congratulations-ben-and-sarah.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (The McAdams' Family)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ShA0sRDkjdI/AAAAAAAAA28/n0SzS_NofeM/s72-c/IMG_6551.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-737617646135222161.post-388110878916758855</guid><pubDate>Sun, 17 May 2009 14:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-17T08:05:20.161-07:00</atom:updated><title>Mother's Day Teas</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ShAnjlfWOUI/AAAAAAAAA08/UT2zjnV1I5A/s1600-h/IMG_6488.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336809050746534210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ShAnjlfWOUI/AAAAAAAAA08/UT2zjnV1I5A/s400/IMG_6488.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mommy and Kate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ShAnEOcOMeI/AAAAAAAAA00/YeiynjZTLL4/s1600-h/IMG_6485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336808511983464930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ShAnEOcOMeI/AAAAAAAAA00/YeiynjZTLL4/s400/IMG_6485.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; walking!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ShAnD_qoK0I/AAAAAAAAA0s/NHMBp2PhANQ/s1600-h/IMG_6484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336808508017355586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ShAnD_qoK0I/AAAAAAAAA0s/NHMBp2PhANQ/s400/IMG_6484.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ShAnDtVYWMI/AAAAAAAAA0k/AG0Phm4Rssg/s1600-h/IMG_6512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336808503096400066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ShAnDtVYWMI/AAAAAAAAA0k/AG0Phm4Rssg/s400/IMG_6512.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jackson and his buddies, Drew and Cooper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ShAnDnTNlqI/AAAAAAAAA0c/ni3UrRKrB6U/s1600-h/IMG_6510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336808501476693666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ShAnDnTNlqI/AAAAAAAAA0c/ni3UrRKrB6U/s400/IMG_6510.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mommy and Jackson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ShAnDRGawrI/AAAAAAAAA0U/KQELhqOfJ68/s1600-h/IMG_6505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336808495517450930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ShAnDRGawrI/AAAAAAAAA0U/KQELhqOfJ68/s400/IMG_6505.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Getting ready to sing for the Mommies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jackson and Kate both had mother's day teas in their classes at clc. I felt so honored to be a part. In Jackson's class, they sang Jesus Loves Me, The B-I-B-L-E, and recited the Lord's prayer. Precious! I wish I had video of it. (Next year;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In other news in our family, Kate is walking!!! We are so proud;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/737617646135222161-388110878916758855?l=themcadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://themcadams.blogspot.com/2009/05/mothers-day-teas.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (The McAdams' Family)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ShAnjlfWOUI/AAAAAAAAA08/UT2zjnV1I5A/s72-c/IMG_6488.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-737617646135222161.post-1798388444966546701</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 Apr 2009 18:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-22T12:28:20.869-07:00</atom:updated><title>Our Sweet Girl is 1</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Se9vJGj8i7I/AAAAAAAAAzk/EO7HTmBXtxg/s1600-h/IMG_6285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327599086373473202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Se9vJGj8i7I/AAAAAAAAAzk/EO7HTmBXtxg/s400/IMG_6285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; getting a taste of birthday cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Se9vJTru3HI/AAAAAAAAAzs/OAOZUkLFSzU/s1600-h/IMG_6288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327599089895791730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Se9vJTru3HI/AAAAAAAAAzs/OAOZUkLFSzU/s400/IMG_6288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Se9siadFzAI/AAAAAAAAAzU/xHysOJGJ0vk/s1600-h/IMG_6221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327596222675274754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Se9siadFzAI/AAAAAAAAAzU/xHysOJGJ0vk/s400/IMG_6221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shaking her Easter eggs at her birthday party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Se9sioyD83I/AAAAAAAAAzc/ob2TW27pZSg/s1600-h/IMG_6299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327596226521330546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Se9sioyD83I/AAAAAAAAAzc/ob2TW27pZSg/s400/IMG_6299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lovin on Cousin Sydney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Se9siOhXViI/AAAAAAAAAzM/Uaxcbj06NQc/s1600-h/IMG_6174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327596219471975970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Se9siOhXViI/AAAAAAAAAzM/Uaxcbj06NQc/s400/IMG_6174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Trying to walk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Se9sh1XCGeI/AAAAAAAAAzE/-lCiPgEM0oo/s1600-h/IMG_6172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327596212717754850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Se9sh1XCGeI/AAAAAAAAAzE/-lCiPgEM0oo/s400/IMG_6172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lovin on Nanna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Se9sh93_jaI/AAAAAAAAAy8/nO0w6sH9rsA/s1600-h/IMG_6167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327596215003483554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Se9sh93_jaI/AAAAAAAAAy8/nO0w6sH9rsA/s400/IMG_6167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our little birthday flower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A year ago (April 19th), we had dinner with the Olson's and kept joking I was going to laugh my way to labor because Erik had us rolling. (I can't even remember why, but it was funny). So, as we left Scotty P's, I noticed a full moon and joked that women go into labor when there is a full moon. Well, that night after we put Jackson to bed, I was feeling a little different. I just ignored it until the feeling started coming and going. I still wanted to ignore it, because my "planned" c-section was not scheduled for another week. Justin started timing it and I called my mom. Both decided we should go to the hospital. So, at 2:00am in the morning, my sweet sister-in-law, came over to stay with Jackson and we were off to labor and delivery!! So excited! Still in disbelief, but better in the hospital than giving birth at home;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Once we got to the hospital, they determined I was in labor. So, we started an epidural and everything else that comes along with having a c-section and our little Kate was born at 7:00am. Can't put into words how amazing it is to have a baby. Even though I had already had Jackson, it still never ceases to amaze me that a human came out of me. God is truly AMAZING and THE creator of all things. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Over the last year, we have fallen in love with this little girl God has entrusted us with. She has developed several names from us, friends, and family: baby Kate, Kay-Kay, Katie-Kate, sweet girl, lovey, or just Kate. She is quite a cuddler and loves everyone. She loves to get in the sandbox with her big brother or whatever he is into. When she stands by herself, she claps for herself with a big toothy smile;) She loves to be held and loves to hold things she can love on as well. We are so thankful for her! Happy Birthday baby girl! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/737617646135222161-1798388444966546701?l=themcadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://themcadams.blogspot.com/2009/04/our-sweet-girl-is-1.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (The McAdams' Family)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Se9vJGj8i7I/AAAAAAAAAzk/EO7HTmBXtxg/s72-c/IMG_6285.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-737617646135222161.post-2950058998424818516</guid><pubDate>Tue, 24 Mar 2009 23:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-24T16:18:55.756-07:00</atom:updated><title>Spaghetti Faces</title><description>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Sclpzg-dKZI/AAAAAAAAAy0/OVzXcn93dyM/s1600-h/IMG_6060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316897168833718674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Sclpzg-dKZI/AAAAAAAAAy0/OVzXcn93dyM/s400/IMG_6060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SclpzPsnRVI/AAAAAAAAAys/LRidQDhSo_s/s1600-h/IMG_6059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316897164195480914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SclpzPsnRVI/AAAAAAAAAys/LRidQDhSo_s/s400/IMG_6059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/737617646135222161-2950058998424818516?l=themcadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://themcadams.blogspot.com/2009/03/spaghetti-faces.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (The McAdams' Family)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/Sclpzg-dKZI/AAAAAAAAAy0/OVzXcn93dyM/s72-c/IMG_6060.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-737617646135222161.post-7579685071428379266</guid><pubDate>Sun, 22 Mar 2009 22:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-22T16:08:22.626-07:00</atom:updated><title>Arboretum</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ScbEhU04axI/AAAAAAAAAyU/gTWs8ek9eyE/s1600-h/IMG_6033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316152486962686738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ScbEhU04axI/AAAAAAAAAyU/gTWs8ek9eyE/s400/IMG_6033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Playing in the ship playhouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ScbEhxc-cmI/AAAAAAAAAyk/f1NMxsUnaPs/s1600-h/IMG_6046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316152494647046754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ScbEhxc-cmI/AAAAAAAAAyk/f1NMxsUnaPs/s400/IMG_6046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kate tiptoeing in the tulips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ScbEhZYcTfI/AAAAAAAAAyc/6516vfw137Q/s1600-h/IMG_6042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316152488185581042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ScbEhZYcTfI/AAAAAAAAAyc/6516vfw137Q/s400/IMG_6042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bear crawl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ScbEgs6CsxI/AAAAAAAAAyM/l9P4xLpuEXk/s1600-h/IMG_6023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316152476246913810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ScbEgs6CsxI/AAAAAAAAAyM/l9P4xLpuEXk/s400/IMG_6023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Playing in a wagon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ScbCTggvnmI/AAAAAAAAAyE/NGfakbBBbKY/s1600-h/IMG_6017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316150050558025314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ScbCTggvnmI/AAAAAAAAAyE/NGfakbBBbKY/s400/IMG_6017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jackson playing in the old settlers village&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ScbCTVsGIhI/AAAAAAAAAx8/WTfxQLvIPH8/s1600-h/IMG_6010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316150047652848146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ScbCTVsGIhI/AAAAAAAAAx8/WTfxQLvIPH8/s400/IMG_6010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Crawling on the grass. So soft!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ScbCTGIFCbI/AAAAAAAAAx0/FtiAY_YfwWA/s1600-h/IMG_6005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316150043475249586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ScbCTGIFCbI/AAAAAAAAAx0/FtiAY_YfwWA/s400/IMG_6005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ScbCS0nfF-I/AAAAAAAAAxs/P-h78gCLyM8/s1600-h/IMG_6002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316150038775142370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ScbCS0nfF-I/AAAAAAAAAxs/P-h78gCLyM8/s400/IMG_6002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We took this picture a million times. Getting both the kids to look at the camera is almost impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ScbCSaYwJqI/AAAAAAAAAxk/x6u_i4AMEOM/s1600-h/IMG_5991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316150031734023842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ScbCSaYwJqI/AAAAAAAAAxk/x6u_i4AMEOM/s400/IMG_5991.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We love the springtime! It's so fun to get outdoors after we feel like we've been cooped up in our house or some mall playplace all winter. With kids, the outdoors is a must;) We went to the Dallas arboretum for Dallas Blooms and we got a membership, so we will be going a lot this year! The flowers are amazing right now and the grass is my favorite! Kate is in a stage where she's wanting a little more freedom to crawl around, so the grass was perfect for her as long as she wasn't trying to eat it;) Although, she wasn't too sure about crawling like normal. She kept bear crawling and wouldn't put her knees on the ground. I guess it feels different than carpet. Jackson just wanted to run around and really likes to pose for the camera. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/737617646135222161-7579685071428379266?l=themcadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://themcadams.blogspot.com/2009/03/arboretum.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (The McAdams' Family)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/ScbEhU04axI/AAAAAAAAAyU/gTWs8ek9eyE/s72-c/IMG_6033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-737617646135222161.post-7222462411425548310</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Mar 2009 01:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-08T19:27:34.549-07:00</atom:updated><title>Baby Gavin</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SbR8zjtUmBI/AAAAAAAAAxc/g4DUojYOX9k/s1600-h/IMG_5874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311007085777164306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SbR8zjtUmBI/AAAAAAAAAxc/g4DUojYOX9k/s400/IMG_5874.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Precious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SbR8y0gxukI/AAAAAAAAAxU/QlR6KoRhKPY/s1600-h/IMG_5881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311007073108081218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SbR8y0gxukI/AAAAAAAAAxU/QlR6KoRhKPY/s400/IMG_5881.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; His hearing test.  So cute.  Looks like he's listening to music:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SbR8ybww-oI/AAAAAAAAAxM/jYeOFXC1wto/s1600-h/IMG_5851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311007066464254594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SbR8ybww-oI/AAAAAAAAAxM/jYeOFXC1wto/s400/IMG_5851.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brooke in labor.  Not feeling much;)  Epidurals are a wonderful thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SbR8yC15hlI/AAAAAAAAAxE/dywYIoGBMGg/s1600-h/IMG_5891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311007059774899794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SbR8yC15hlI/AAAAAAAAAxE/dywYIoGBMGg/s400/IMG_5891.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jackson looooves his new cousin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SbR8xzfe5-I/AAAAAAAAAw8/kv6rtojcJy8/s1600-h/IMG_5866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311007055654348770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SbR8xzfe5-I/AAAAAAAAAw8/kv6rtojcJy8/s400/IMG_5866.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Proud aunts!  Minutes after he was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gavin Nicholas has entered the world at 7lbs. 3oz. on March 5th at 12:51am. And, yes, we stayed until he got here. I couldn't bear to leave the hospital until I was able to meet that sweet nephew of mine. He is the cutest! Already decked out in his Tech gear; I don't think he stands a chance;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Congratulations to my brother Stephen and sister in law, Brooke! You will make awesome parents!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/737617646135222161-7222462411425548310?l=themcadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://themcadams.blogspot.com/2009/03/baby-gavin.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (The McAdams' Family)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SbR8zjtUmBI/AAAAAAAAAxc/g4DUojYOX9k/s72-c/IMG_5874.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-737617646135222161.post-8185453334426322310</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 Feb 2009 20:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-16T15:18:07.462-08:00</atom:updated><title>Cuteness</title><description>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SZnVERrl-aI/AAAAAAAAAw0/iRTsmFRd43A/s1600-h/IMG_5805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303504305647909282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SZnVERrl-aI/AAAAAAAAAw0/iRTsmFRd43A/s400/IMG_5805.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SZnVENxprhI/AAAAAAAAAws/XKKVDSUPxeI/s1600-h/IMG_5804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303504304599576082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SZnVENxprhI/AAAAAAAAAws/XKKVDSUPxeI/s400/IMG_5804.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Valentine's Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SZnVD_pX1oI/AAAAAAAAAwk/pCSQ3-ReBVU/s1600-h/IMG_5803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303504300806755970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SZnVD_pX1oI/AAAAAAAAAwk/pCSQ3-ReBVU/s400/IMG_5803.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SZnVDmsB6YI/AAAAAAAAAwc/-5ppOHDZwAY/s1600-h/IMG_5799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303504294107015554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SZnVDmsB6YI/AAAAAAAAAwc/-5ppOHDZwAY/s400/IMG_5799.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I couldn't pass up posting these pics. Just some cute blog filler;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/737617646135222161-8185453334426322310?l=themcadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://themcadams.blogspot.com/2009/02/cuteness.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (The McAdams' Family)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SZnVERrl-aI/AAAAAAAAAw0/iRTsmFRd43A/s72-c/IMG_5805.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-737617646135222161.post-746093400712340871</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 Feb 2009 02:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-15T19:33:51.791-08:00</atom:updated><title>Three</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303227771049832658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SZjZj2BpcNI/AAAAAAAAAvU/B8Xw2yBpKgw/s400/IMG_5724.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SZjdz0I-kkI/AAAAAAAAAwU/Zv0uTaIX4WE/s1600-h/IMG_5728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303232443468124738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SZjdz0I-kkI/AAAAAAAAAwU/Zv0uTaIX4WE/s400/IMG_5728.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ryan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SZjdznhdn5I/AAAAAAAAAwM/S1s-z8T6XX0/s1600-h/IMG_5766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303232440081162130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SZjdznhdn5I/AAAAAAAAAwM/S1s-z8T6XX0/s400/IMG_5766.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kate and Nanna getting a few jumps in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SZjdzTPQs1I/AAAAAAAAAwE/h0WEPwLWHg0/s1600-h/IMG_5768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303232434636108626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SZjdzTPQs1I/AAAAAAAAAwE/h0WEPwLWHg0/s400/IMG_5768.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cooper jumping on the trampoline&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SZjdyxjxHUI/AAAAAAAAAv8/3X8X6pHdISs/s1600-h/IMG_5758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303232425595313474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SZjdyxjxHUI/AAAAAAAAAv8/3X8X6pHdISs/s400/IMG_5758.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SZjdynL_0QI/AAAAAAAAAv0/o6MTxew4Al4/s1600-h/IMG_5773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303232422811259138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SZjdynL_0QI/AAAAAAAAAv0/o6MTxew4Al4/s400/IMG_5773.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Caroline, Jackson and Brinley enjoying some food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SZjZkCaFtAI/AAAAAAAAAvk/Gr1TrWU0w6k/s1600-h/IMG_5742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303227774373573634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SZjZkCaFtAI/AAAAAAAAAvk/Gr1TrWU0w6k/s400/IMG_5742.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SZjZkV0qlsI/AAAAAAAAAvs/Et8BGTn0MUI/s1600-h/IMG_5784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303227779585316546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SZjZkV0qlsI/AAAAAAAAAvs/Et8BGTn0MUI/s400/IMG_5784.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Birthday Boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SZjZj7NaVCI/AAAAAAAAAvc/KaQAdojvbJc/s1600-h/IMG_5755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303227772441351202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SZjZj7NaVCI/AAAAAAAAAvc/KaQAdojvbJc/s400/IMG_5755.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jackson on the balance beam with his daddy and his 9 months pregnant, Aunt B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SZjZjg-VdeI/AAAAAAAAAvM/J7T4ZNm1KQY/s1600-h/IMG_5717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303227765398795746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SZjZjg-VdeI/AAAAAAAAAvM/J7T4ZNm1KQY/s400/IMG_5717.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Best Buds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Jackson turned 3 on January 20th (and yes, I'm just now posting...so behind). We celebrated with a birthday party with our friend Mason who turned 4 in February. They had a blast and loved celebrating together at a gym where the kids (and adults) played freely on the trampolines, bounce house, foam pit, rings, etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I say it every year, but I can't believe he's 3. As a mom, I become so sad when I think he was that little newborn in my arms just 3 years ago. He is such a boy and loves his boy toys; tractors, trains, sandboxes, tools, etc. Now he is such a great big brother to Kate, who already looks up to him and laughs at the drop of a hat for him. I love when he asks her, "Kate, you want to come play with me?" And she usually responds by crawling to wherever it is he wants her to come crawl to. I love when he talks about friends he plays with at school and what he learned at clc or sunday school. I love when he quotes the Lords prayer ( I have got to get this one on video) and the fruits of the spirit or any scripture for that matter. I pray that the older he gets, the more he falls in love with the Lord and His will for his life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Happy 3rd Birthday Jackson!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/737617646135222161-746093400712340871?l=themcadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://themcadams.blogspot.com/2009/02/three.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (The McAdams' Family)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SZjZj2BpcNI/AAAAAAAAAvU/B8Xw2yBpKgw/s72-c/IMG_5724.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-737617646135222161.post-4187815614403451030</guid><pubDate>Sat, 03 Jan 2009 16:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-03T08:39:18.112-08:00</atom:updated><title>Never say Never!</title><description>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SV-UareYIvI/AAAAAAAAAvE/w8BWIZm_-9E/s1600-h/IMG_5523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287107673623896818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SV-UareYIvI/AAAAAAAAAvE/w8BWIZm_-9E/s400/IMG_5523.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, I was one of those who said, "I will &lt;strong&gt;never&lt;/strong&gt; have a minivan no matter how many kids I have". Well, I was wrong. Up until about 3 months ago, I was totally against ever owning something "so culturally unacceptable" especially at my age. Well, making trips to Lufkin and wherever else with diaper bags, carseats, luggage, gifts, strollers, pack n play, etc........I was about to go crazy not having enough space in the equinox. The more I joked about having the mv, the more I started wanting one. I hated that I even "wanted" one. Then it really grew on me and we started seriously looking at them. Then I rolled Justin's truck and now Justin jokes that it was a conspiracy to buy the mv. Well, I must admit, I absolutely LOVE it! Everytime we go somewhere in it, Jackson says, "I love this minivan". He's been telling random people about how much he loves this minivan like the cashiers at Target, people in ChickfilA, you know, the places us Mom's go during the week. So, I've decided that it's time to "bring the minivan back". My husband says, I should say, "it's time to make the minivan cool, because the minivan was never here". My friend Julie said they are coming back and her husband responded with, "no, we're just getting older." I like to think I'm still cool in the mv;) ...........Kouba's, you're going to love it!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/737617646135222161-4187815614403451030?l=themcadams.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://themcadams.blogspot.com/2009/01/never-say-never.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (The McAdams' Family)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8hsULnbRPxA/SV-UareYIvI/AAAAAAAAAvE/w8BWIZm_-9E/s72-c/IMG_5523.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></item></channel></rss>