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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;It has been a B-U-S-Y summer for the Winters family…. WAY back in June I was geared up to spend the summer swimming at the pool every other day and sending Savannah and Adelyn to the Summer Blast program at CLC a few days a week so that my pregnant-self would have some "rest and relaxation" in-between. Boy did the summer turn out differently!&amp;nbsp;For some reason as summer passed, so did my desire to send them away.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I have been exhausted and busy keeping the girls engaged all summer, but it has been a summer of quality time, breaking up arguments and teaching forgiveness and love, working on my own impatience, and growing in relationship with my kiddos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;We had a few fun adventures to the zoo, a GREAT VBS week, several play dates and birthday parties with friends, a visit from Aunt Sarah, a quick trip to the beach, and lots of creative fun at home and the library.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;There is too much that happened in the last year to cover it all…. but we will try to bring you up to speed on the the family without getting to long!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Adelyn is nearly 3 years old, she’ll have a birthday on August 21st…. (also the day that TJ and I will celebrate 7 years of marriage!) She has grown so much physically, emotionally and intellectually. She has been such a ray of sunshine for my days. She is a joy to have at home, but a few days a week she goes to Concordia to ‘socialize’ with other kiddos her age. Her best buddies are Leah and Jayla… She just loves her big sister and misses her when she’s gone, but she does not allow Big Sis to run her over…. she stands up for herself when necessary and has made an art form of fake-whining and tattling when things go awry. She has also been taking “Mommy &amp;amp; Me” Gymnastics classes and she has got some great skills! She does balance beam really well and she loves the bars and the trampoline.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Savannah turned 5 back in January and has nearly completed her first year of school - Pre*K! She has developed a love for singing around the house and she, too, takes gymnastics. Savannah, when she chooses, can be an awesome big sister and she has a very loving and forgiving heart. We have our rough days - she is fighting naps like the plague and this very obviously affects her disposition, so that has been a challenge. She loves school (so far) and she has a real love for animals. This is a picture of her preparing for “Pirate Day” at school. Arghhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;And most of you know, we are expecting Baby #3! As far as we can tell, we’re due on or around October 13th. Savannah named him/her “Baby Boppa” until we know the sex - then we’ll get cracking on names! Savannah is praying almost daily for a brother. I think Adelyn prefers a girl, but she’s indifferent…&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;TJ and I continue to work for the church - he has come under a new title, “Director of Worship Ministries” but for a very long time we have been without a contemporary worship leader, he has been responsible for leading (musically) services and that is a rather demanding part of his role these days. I continue to do clerical work in order to contribute to the ‘bottom line.’ It’s a real blessing to work from home, but it comes with it’s own challenges. This is TJ’s 31st Birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Staying home has been the best decision I’ve made for going with my gut for my role in life, but it is rather isolating and times since these days not many women choose to stay at home. In&amp;nbsp;order to expand my world a bit and build some new relationships and support I joined MOPS (Mothers of Pre-Schoolers) back in September and it has been a great blessing. I’ve signed on to a leadership role for the next season because I was so inspired by the leaders of my group that I just really wanted to take part and give more to the organization and to fellow moms. With Baby #3 coming, I’ll be serving as “Prayer and Care” assistant to my friend Nicole, who is a beautiful Christian woman. We’ll lead the prayer at meetings and share the devotional Bible verses as well as organize the Care Calendar for women who’ve had babies or surgeries, or any event that would require a bit of meal assistance for their family. I’m really excited!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753394263833360340-4497408047176156159?l=wintersintexas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/wintersintexas/~4/Tqv8VAMIrPM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wintersintexas.blogspot.com/feeds/4497408047176156159/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://wintersintexas.blogspot.com/2011/05/catching-up.html#comment-form" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753394263833360340/posts/default/4497408047176156159?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753394263833360340/posts/default/4497408047176156159?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/wintersintexas/~3/Tqv8VAMIrPM/catching-up.html" title="Catching Up!" /><author><name>Rachel Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09556902043259106218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIKpqLs4fuQ/S03hvqxA7fI/AAAAAAAAAEE/wt9_X-zHqiM/S220/DSC06926.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dpo5NSNCp64/Tcch2EA5rsI/AAAAAAAAAEg/XyKGbWnL52M/s72-c/DSC00013.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://wintersintexas.blogspot.com/2011/05/catching-up.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkcNRHc6fSp7ImA9WxFQEUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753394263833360340.post-7447210765957199136</id><published>2010-05-06T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T12:28:15.915-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-05-06T12:28:15.915-07:00</app:edited><title>Are we getting OLD?!</title><content type="html">&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;On April 28th TJ celebrated his 30th Birthday!&amp;nbsp;We both happen to be the ‘youngest’ of our friends, co-workers, etc. but now that is starting to become meaningless…. it feels like we’re ‘catching up.’ (Thankfully I have two more years until mine, phew!)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It&amp;nbsp;was not until I started making surprise plans for him and shopping in the “30th Birthday” section at Party City that I realized, wow…. TJ is leaving me behind in the 20’s and turning the big 3-0! Scary!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;I secretly went to his office (he thought I was at Target, where I tend to take LONG time :) to decorate a bit and set out some treats for his co-workers so they’d have a reason to drop by and wish him a happy day. It turned out that several co-workers snuck into his office before he came in and when he opened the door they yelled, “Surprise!” For a few moments he thought they had done all of the preparations! Oh well, it didn’t matter. I just wanted him to feel extra loved and happy that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;That evening I arranged for our closest friends to surprise him by arriving early to the restaurant of his choice, HuHot (amazing Mongolian BBQ) and they had set out some decorations and I brought some cake. We almost pulled it off, but to my disappointment he saw their cars in the lot :( Oh well, I just wanted him to be surrounded by people he holds close to his heart on his special day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753394263833360340-7447210765957199136?l=wintersintexas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/wintersintexas/~4/ZvvD4Rz0u_g" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wintersintexas.blogspot.com/feeds/7447210765957199136/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://wintersintexas.blogspot.com/2010/05/are-we-getting-old.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753394263833360340/posts/default/7447210765957199136?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753394263833360340/posts/default/7447210765957199136?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/wintersintexas/~3/ZvvD4Rz0u_g/are-we-getting-old.html" title="Are we getting OLD?!" /><author><name>Rachel Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09556902043259106218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIKpqLs4fuQ/S03hvqxA7fI/AAAAAAAAAEE/wt9_X-zHqiM/S220/DSC06926.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIKpqLs4fuQ/S-MTMJEF3ZI/AAAAAAAAAYY/tbDTcjyOBJA/s72-c/DSC08001.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://wintersintexas.blogspot.com/2010/05/are-we-getting-old.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkIBR349fip7ImA9WxBUEkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753394263833360340.post-2128641016341108885</id><published>2010-02-26T19:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T19:15:56.066-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-02-26T19:15:56.066-08:00</app:edited><title>Show Me Those Pearlie Whites!</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIKpqLs4fuQ/S4iDnTbrz_I/AAAAAAAAAX4/B36at9jihoA/s1600-h/ist2_2485105-tired-mom-screaming-baby-mchipster250-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIKpqLs4fuQ/S4iDnTbrz_I/AAAAAAAAAX4/B36at9jihoA/s200/ist2_2485105-tired-mom-screaming-baby-mchipster250-1.jpg" width="185" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Last Wednesday (after stalling for, well, four years!) I embarked on our first visit to the DENTIST! And let me tell you, the Pediatric Dentist is AMAZING! ~ but you wouldn't think so by Savannah's reaction! (Thankfully she was not screaming and crying, but definitely apprehensive and opposed to the entire visit and we had to reschedule a week later!) Adelyn bought all of the tricks, and she did GREAT! (Even got a polish-job and some fluoride!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;You walk into the dentist office, which is cleverly named "Little Teeth of Texas" and it's a Cowboy Wonderland! Video games, plush horsies, bead toys, books, and it goes on! All I remember having in the dentist waiting area was an expired edition of "HighLights" magazine (remember that magazine?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIKpqLs4fuQ/S4iFK6g-zrI/AAAAAAAAAYI/4_SkULeZsFc/s1600-h/kidscorner.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIKpqLs4fuQ/S4iFK6g-zrI/AAAAAAAAAYI/4_SkULeZsFc/s200/kidscorner.jpg" width="142" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It didn't stop there, because they have every possible clever tool for kids that you could imagine! You know how adult dentist offices give you 'construction glasses' to cover your eyes from the bright light? Well at "Little Teeth of Texas" you get to pick out a cool decorate pair, and of course Savannah wore "Cinderella." You can sit on a 'horse saddle' to get your blood pressure taken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;The XRAY room is painted dark blue with stars all over, to stress the importance of taking care of your teeth so they "Shine Like STARS"!! (That was the hardest part for Savannah to get through, though she did it and was VERY brave).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Once we got to the 'cleaning chair' which had a television hanging over it, Savannah had me pick bubble-gum flavored tooth paste, and Apple flavored gloves for the hygienist.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIKpqLs4fuQ/S4iNfOsUM5I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/QlRvGnhfn4I/s1600-h/photo+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIKpqLs4fuQ/S4iNfOsUM5I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/QlRvGnhfn4I/s200/photo+3.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;She did so awesome getting them cleaned! Finally Dr. Gerling checked for plaque and announced NO CAVITIES! YEAH! Savannah has become slightly obsessed with brushing flossing, and keeping away the 'sugar bugs.' That's my girl, the rule-follower :) Let's see if we can keep it up for the next 6 months! Thanks to Little Teeth of Texas, I think she'll be excited to go back!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&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/7753394263833360340-2128641016341108885?l=wintersintexas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/wintersintexas/~4/DWIRxXd-tpw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wintersintexas.blogspot.com/feeds/2128641016341108885/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://wintersintexas.blogspot.com/2010/02/show-me-those-pearlie-whites.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753394263833360340/posts/default/2128641016341108885?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753394263833360340/posts/default/2128641016341108885?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/wintersintexas/~3/DWIRxXd-tpw/show-me-those-pearlie-whites.html" title="Show Me Those Pearlie Whites!" /><author><name>Rachel Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09556902043259106218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIKpqLs4fuQ/S03hvqxA7fI/AAAAAAAAAEE/wt9_X-zHqiM/S220/DSC06926.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIKpqLs4fuQ/S4iDnTbrz_I/AAAAAAAAAX4/B36at9jihoA/s72-c/ist2_2485105-tired-mom-screaming-baby-mchipster250-1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://wintersintexas.blogspot.com/2010/02/show-me-those-pearlie-whites.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0IBQ3s4cSp7ImA9WxBVFU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753394263833360340.post-5488972854946088873</id><published>2010-02-18T12:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T12:39:12.539-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-02-18T12:39:12.539-08:00</app:edited><title>As Good As Family</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;It seems over the last 20 years that it is just as 'normal' to be a 'divorced' family as it is to be a 'typical' family with Mom, Dad, kiddos. But where does that leave the kiddos when they grow up? For TJ &amp;amp; I, it is often a difficult place to be…. especially now that we have our OWN kiddos. Granted, we understand that some marriages just dissolve, and end out of necessity.&amp;nbsp;(Although both of us would tell you with 100% certainty that if we could rewind the clock, make things different…. we would choose for our families to be together, intact. Regardless.)Be that as it may, we move on, we do what we can to make the best of it. And we are thankful to have married-couple mentors, who receive us like family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIKpqLs4fuQ/S32gLfvEaOI/AAAAAAAAAXY/LUeNUS0N7Zc/s1600-h/P1010076.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIKpqLs4fuQ/S32gLfvEaOI/AAAAAAAAAXY/LUeNUS0N7Zc/s200/P1010076.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Take Mark &amp;amp; Linda Countryman…&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;TJ became friends with their son Adam in High School.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIKpqLs4fuQ/S32e8152wOI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/vFMEl1Ixu1U/s1600-h/DSC00415.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIKpqLs4fuQ/S32e8152wOI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/vFMEl1Ixu1U/s200/DSC00415.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When Adam asked us to move to San Antonio and they were all here, they definitely became important.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIKpqLs4fuQ/S32il_NvvDI/AAAAAAAAAXg/P3zgOE5I_Ww/s1600-h/IMG_3562.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIKpqLs4fuQ/S32il_NvvDI/AAAAAAAAAXg/P3zgOE5I_Ww/s200/IMG_3562.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIKpqLs4fuQ/S32i24QeLSI/AAAAAAAAAXo/es6Mthp7t9o/s1600-h/IMG_3559.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIKpqLs4fuQ/S32i24QeLSI/AAAAAAAAAXo/es6Mthp7t9o/s200/IMG_3559.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;They are so sweet, open with their love and their home, and they are a great example of two Christian people, devoted to a Christian marriage. And now, they extend their love to our kiddos as if Grandparents to them. When you come from a broken family, that means the world!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;We recently took a trip to Houston, TX, which is where Adam (who is the Godfather of both girls and whose wife we cherish as an excellent Godmother) lives, and now Mark &amp;amp; Linda as well. It gave us that 'visiting home' feeling despite the fact that we'd never been to Houston! It was a great time and a special way to spend Valentine's Day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIKpqLs4fuQ/S32jhW7uf_I/AAAAAAAAAXw/SWSyP1sT5Zg/s1600-h/DSC07480.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIKpqLs4fuQ/S32jhW7uf_I/AAAAAAAAAXw/SWSyP1sT5Zg/s320/DSC07480.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Thank you, Mark and Linda, for being like family to us. I would be remiss if I did not mention Ed &amp;amp; Julaine Luhmann, who we cherish as well! You never know how you are affecting someone by opening your heart and home to them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Rest assured, you have impacted us!&lt;/span&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/7753394263833360340-5488972854946088873?l=wintersintexas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/wintersintexas/~4/EyQpFyG_Vzw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wintersintexas.blogspot.com/feeds/5488972854946088873/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://wintersintexas.blogspot.com/2010/02/as-good-as-family.html#comment-form" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753394263833360340/posts/default/5488972854946088873?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753394263833360340/posts/default/5488972854946088873?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/wintersintexas/~3/EyQpFyG_Vzw/as-good-as-family.html" title="As Good As Family" /><author><name>Rachel Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09556902043259106218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIKpqLs4fuQ/S03hvqxA7fI/AAAAAAAAAEE/wt9_X-zHqiM/S220/DSC06926.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CIKpqLs4fuQ/S32gLfvEaOI/AAAAAAAAAXY/LUeNUS0N7Zc/s72-c/P1010076.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://wintersintexas.blogspot.com/2010/02/as-good-as-family.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEMHRn89eip7ImA9WxBWEUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753394263833360340.post-3805825040026007677</id><published>2010-02-02T14:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T15:13:57.162-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-02-02T15:13:57.162-08:00</app:edited><title>Hello &amp; Goodbye</title><content type="html">&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fYfgy8I9II/S2iwaH8a1SI/AAAAAAAAADw/-cN4Jdtl_L0/s1600-h/P1010207.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fYfgy8I9II/S2iwaH8a1SI/AAAAAAAAADw/-cN4Jdtl_L0/s320/P1010207.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Today I said goodbye to my sweet baby girl. She started out small, so dependent and incapable. And today I said goodbye.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Today I said goodbye… to little fingers wrapping tightly around mine, as if holding on for dear life and knowing no other security…to the smacking sounds of a pacifier that soothed this baby each and every night….&amp;nbsp;I said goodbye to "Hold you!" and "Ma - ma" &amp;nbsp;and the crinkling sound of a diaper as baby crawled swiftly across the floor….&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Then, as I was shedding tears in the sorrow of my loss, in the blink of an eye, I said hello to a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;B&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;eautifu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Independent&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Strong&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Amazing Young Lady who was standing before me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;I said hello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;to a girl who rises with the sun each day with energy and joy, gets her little self dressed on her own, and comes running to our room yelling, "Good morning Mom, Good morning Dad!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;I said hello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;to a girl who helps all the time, with excitement and enthusiasm.&amp;nbsp;(Even to scoop dog doo, without being asked!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;I said hello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;to a girl who is proud of her baby sister and cares openly for her EVERY DAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;"&gt;I said hello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; a girl who hums and sings through the most mundane parts of the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I said hello &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;o a girl who likes to ask people questions about themselves, and remembers their favorite color, in order to associate things with them and share their excitement when she sees their color.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: Times, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I said hello &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;to a girl&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;who is starting to say "Please" and "Thank you" &amp;amp; "How was your day" because it's the right thing to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I said hello &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;to a girl who demands to lead the family in prayer at meal-time because she is getting to know her Creator and the way He provides for our needs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;I said hello&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;to a girl who is beginning to understand the power of positive words and the danger of negative words and will correct herself humbly and appropriately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
And every now and then, when this girl falls down, or gets her feelings bruised, she will run to me like that little baby who I said goodbye to, showing me that she had never left… she had just grown!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fYfgy8I9II/S2ixiC4B-4I/AAAAAAAAAEI/-81AtLfDSuo/s1600-h/DSC07277.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fYfgy8I9II/S2ixiC4B-4I/AAAAAAAAAEI/-81AtLfDSuo/s320/DSC07277.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Happy 4th Birthday Savannah Grace Winters!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;You are a GIFT from GOD and we love you very much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753394263833360340-3805825040026007677?l=wintersintexas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/wintersintexas/~4/mbmVyBaA2JE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wintersintexas.blogspot.com/feeds/3805825040026007677/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://wintersintexas.blogspot.com/2010/02/hello-goodbye.html#comment-form" title="10 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753394263833360340/posts/default/3805825040026007677?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753394263833360340/posts/default/3805825040026007677?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/wintersintexas/~3/mbmVyBaA2JE/hello-goodbye.html" title="Hello &amp; Goodbye" /><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13660932027095473566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fYfgy8I9II/S2iwaH8a1SI/AAAAAAAAADw/-cN4Jdtl_L0/s72-c/P1010207.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>10</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://wintersintexas.blogspot.com/2010/02/hello-goodbye.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0IBRnY4cCp7ImA9WxBQFE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753394263833360340.post-3490898524075165015</id><published>2010-01-13T11:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T11:05:57.838-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-01-13T11:05:57.838-08:00</app:edited><title>Winters in Winter :)</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; little funny snippet from our day....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;When: Wednesday morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Where: On our way to the store, in the car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Scene: Adelyn and Savannah are in the back, looking at books, mumbling to themselves as little girls do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Savannah (almost 4): Mommy, what does "Winters" mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Mommy: Well, that is our last name.... We are the Winters Family... it's daddy's side of the family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Savannah: Huh? (perplexed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Mommy: Well, before we were married, when it was just me, &amp;nbsp;my name was Rachel Rosegrant. Like Aunt Mary, or Papa Bob... but I married your dad and I took his last name, cuz we're a team and a family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Savannah: Oh... when I grow up and it's just me, I'm going to be Savannah....(pause, thinking)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Mommy: You'll still be Winters, like you are now :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Savannah: OOHHH..... MOMMY! I am NOT a Winters! I DO NOT live in the clouds, I DO NOT live in the SUN! (repeated many times)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Mommy: I know sweetie, our name sounds like a season, doesn't it? But we're not the season!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: #6aa84f;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Savannah: ((Giggles)) Yeah.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753394263833360340-3490898524075165015?l=wintersintexas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/wintersintexas/~4/2WoFFE3xqYs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wintersintexas.blogspot.com/feeds/3490898524075165015/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://wintersintexas.blogspot.com/2010/01/winters-in-winter.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753394263833360340/posts/default/3490898524075165015?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753394263833360340/posts/default/3490898524075165015?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/wintersintexas/~3/2WoFFE3xqYs/winters-in-winter.html" title="Winters in Winter :)" /><author><name>Rachel Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09556902043259106218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIKpqLs4fuQ/S03hvqxA7fI/AAAAAAAAAEE/wt9_X-zHqiM/S220/DSC06926.JPG" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://wintersintexas.blogspot.com/2010/01/winters-in-winter.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0EGQng_fyp7ImA9WxNTFUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753394263833360340.post-3621771291952030435</id><published>2009-08-11T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T18:40:23.647-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-17T18:40:23.647-07:00</app:edited><title>"Oh what a night!" Family Fun</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Well it's getting closer &amp;amp; closer to August 21st &amp;amp; I have been completely absorbed with planning Adelyn's 1st birthday party! I told myself that having her on our wedding anniversary would be fine, but I admit I have been way more caught up on her birthday than our anniversary! So as I sit here &amp;amp; try to think of something special for us to do to celebrate our 5 years of marriage, I keep getting flooded with all the memories we have made over the last 10 years of our lives together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;With two small children &amp;amp; limited funds we won't be celebrating the way we always sort of 'dreamed' (wouldn't it be great to have a little getaway just the two of us?)... but it has been equally special to think of all the awesomene&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;ss of who my husband is &amp;amp; has been as I have watched him become a husband, home-owner, father &amp;amp; leader of our family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;In honor of TJ, I'll give you a peak into the private life of this ROCK STAR DAD who is the best daddy I could ask for my ch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;ildren to have. Many of you young parents probably know that the days of dad coming home and drinking his beer in front of the tube are over - at least in our house! So that means there's always a 'lull' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;after dinner and before bed when we look at each other &amp;amp; say... hmmm... what can we do to pass the time until bed and adult time?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; "&gt;Now that Savannah is the big 3.5, she is good at making the suggestions, and on this night, she set up a stage on our front window area blankets, chairs &amp;amp; all - and demanded that WE perform... not her, us! I took my turn as quick as I could and jumped off. But TJ was using this as his opportunity to unleash the secret rock-star - - just imagine.. he had a captured adoring audience ooh-ing and ahh-ing. He was in "teen idol" heaven!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: right;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIKpqLs4fuQ/SooEQFOvTiI/AAAAAAAAADQ/OcgNHlMseD0/s320/DSC04985.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371110179921153570" /&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: right;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIKpqLs4fuQ/SooEPgikJQI/AAAAAAAAADI/Wzt8JIpfxU8/s320/DSC04983_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371110170072196354" /&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: right;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIKpqLs4fuQ/SooCrzd3JlI/AAAAAAAAADA/OPYKKrnKL6o/s320/DSC04980.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371108457165825618" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: right;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIKpqLs4fuQ/SooBR4iPezI/AAAAAAAAAC4/OEFumyzYsBE/s320/DSC04977_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371106912338148146" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;TJ - you are an awesome husband and that is due in part to the way you love our children! Happy 5th Anniversary! (August 21)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753394263833360340-3621771291952030435?l=wintersintexas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/wintersintexas/~4/c6QPUf9bv6Q" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wintersintexas.blogspot.com/feeds/3621771291952030435/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://wintersintexas.blogspot.com/2009/08/oh-what-night-family-fun.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753394263833360340/posts/default/3621771291952030435?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753394263833360340/posts/default/3621771291952030435?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/wintersintexas/~3/c6QPUf9bv6Q/oh-what-night-family-fun.html" title="&quot;Oh what a night!&quot; Family Fun" /><author><name>Rachel Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09556902043259106218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIKpqLs4fuQ/S03hvqxA7fI/AAAAAAAAAEE/wt9_X-zHqiM/S220/DSC06926.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIKpqLs4fuQ/SooEQFOvTiI/AAAAAAAAADQ/OcgNHlMseD0/s72-c/DSC04985.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://wintersintexas.blogspot.com/2009/08/oh-what-night-family-fun.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0EGSHkzeCp7ImA9WxJbF0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753394263833360340.post-5284102477267631748</id><published>2009-07-27T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T20:27:09.780-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-27T20:27:09.780-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Summer" /><title>Time flies!</title><content type="html">&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fYfgy8I9II/Sm5obsPtRrI/AAAAAAAAACc/qtVcs4ugsDg/s200/P1010076.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363339031187637938" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last time I was here must have been Easter because our background was Easter Eggs! Now here we are in late July &amp;amp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;summer is quickly coming to a close.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So much has happened that it is hard to remember it all but we have had a lot of fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is more exciting is that as we approach August we have two big celebrations coming ahead! On August 21st we will be celebrating our 5 year anniversary! Wow... 5 years! In some respects it feels like time has FLOWN. In the span of 5 years we have managed to plan a wedding &amp;amp; a cross-country move, get our first apartment, then our first house, sell that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fYfgy8I9II/Sm5sOdECInI/AAAAAAAAAC0/4pDNpficSTo/s200/P1010094.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363343201820353138" /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &amp;amp; move in with a handful of friends (and bring Savannah home to three boy roommates for her first 2 weeks of life), build our 2nd home and move the family in and then hav&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fYfgy8I9II/Sm5qrd9U6AI/AAAAAAAAACk/4lM_l1nWzxs/s200/P1010175.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363341501253609474" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;e our second daughter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To be honest it only just now feels like things are slowing down!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the middle of it all we have always had lots of fun &amp;amp; laughs.... and taken time to reflect. We are often exhausted &amp;amp; missing time with each other but not a day goes by that we don't fall in love with our children in some new way &amp;amp; we love each other more than ever before. Our girls have changed our lives in so many ways, not all of those ways are easy! But we have not gone one night without going into each of their rooms before we lay down to sleep so that we can stare at them, kiss them, &amp;amp; be amazed at their preciousness &amp;amp; beauty. We know it sounds corny but it's so true!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fYfgy8I9II/Sm5tMdTFmEI/AAAAAAAAAC8/G-ZOimviCII/s200/P1010469.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363344267035383874" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Equally as exciting is that on the same day, August 21st, we will celebrate Adelyn's 1st birthday!!! We are all looking forward to this day but me especially because I think it's such a&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fYfgy8I9II/Sm5u3ca8BAI/AAAAAAAAADM/4v6eVi9M_iw/s200/DSC04989.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363346105045877762" /&gt;&lt;div&gt; great milestone &amp;amp; celebration of not only the child but parents surviving the adjustments and stages of change that a baby can bring. That being said, Adelyn is PURE JOY! Yes, we had experience from Savannah so we were more confident &amp;amp; relaxed but on top of that Adelyn has been a terrific, sweet, great baby. She has been walking for over a month now &amp;amp; communicates so well. Her big sis adores her and the two of them together can be quite a show. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am sure they will keep us entertained for years to come, God willing.&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/7753394263833360340-5284102477267631748?l=wintersintexas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/wintersintexas/~4/u8eIMoEP5NM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wintersintexas.blogspot.com/feeds/5284102477267631748/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://wintersintexas.blogspot.com/2009/07/time-flies.html#comment-form" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753394263833360340/posts/default/5284102477267631748?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753394263833360340/posts/default/5284102477267631748?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/wintersintexas/~3/u8eIMoEP5NM/time-flies.html" title="Time flies!" /><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13660932027095473566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fYfgy8I9II/Sm5obsPtRrI/AAAAAAAAACc/qtVcs4ugsDg/s72-c/P1010076.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://wintersintexas.blogspot.com/2009/07/time-flies.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkcNRHkzcCp7ImA9WxVaEkg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753394263833360340.post-2179950911933471544</id><published>2009-04-08T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T22:14:55.788-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-08T22:14:55.788-07:00</app:edited><title>Ode to Our Second-Born</title><content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fYfgy8I9II/Sd1-ztAnH3I/AAAAAAAAABM/dQeoHiBcC64/s320/DSC03694.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322549761342381938" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"There once was a girl named Adel... who was crazy &amp;amp; loved to skedaddle..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hence the nick-name we have given Adelyn - "Adel Skedaddle".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; This name is very fitting for our little go-getter. Maybe it is no surprise to some of you th a child this age is moving about - but in our experience (at least from when Savannah was a baby) Adelyn is CRAZY all over the place these days!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fYfgy8I9II/Sd2AOD336hI/AAAAAAAAABU/9r0rv6S9x8g/s200/DSC03174.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322551313667975698" /&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fYfgy8I9II/Sd2AOeC3UwI/AAAAAAAAABc/Ttcc7Oty7P4/s200/DSC03172.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322551320693396226" /&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fYfgy8I9II/Sd2AOp_PsvI/AAAAAAAAABk/tQnfghmRgZQ/s200/DSC03713.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322551323899441906" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It is quite adorable when she spots a 'no-no' item, such as the DVD player, or the plugs BEHIND the TV - she makes a hilarious giddy grunt noise and darts for her target. She has managed to army crawl her way into all of the dangerous areas &amp;amp; has recently started to attempt pulling herself up. And it did NOT take long for her to figure this one out either! On March 11th, about 10 days before her 7th full month she started pulling herself up onto a toy of ours... (March 21st, her 7th monthiversary she creeped across the floor to our family dog.) Now, just yesterday when I went to check on her when she was SUPPOSED to be sleeping, she was standing up at the side of her crib. Craziness! So tonight when we were putting her to bed she could not stop practicing this new skill. We are frustrated at her struggles to stay asleep but it's adorable to see this little 7.5 month old making these leaps with her physical strength!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We thought Savannah was 'busy' &amp;amp; 'active' - I cannot imagine what we're in for with Adelyn!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fYfgy8I9II/Sd2Cs5NsWnI/AAAAAAAAACE/fCXkNwbHPB8/s1600-h/DSC03796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fYfgy8I9II/Sd2Cs5NsWnI/AAAAAAAAACE/fCXkNwbHPB8/s200/DSC03796.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322554042405902962" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753394263833360340-2179950911933471544?l=wintersintexas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/wintersintexas/~4/yBSyJ3BWS3M" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wintersintexas.blogspot.com/feeds/2179950911933471544/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://wintersintexas.blogspot.com/2009/04/ode-to-our-second-born.html#comment-form" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753394263833360340/posts/default/2179950911933471544?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753394263833360340/posts/default/2179950911933471544?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/wintersintexas/~3/yBSyJ3BWS3M/ode-to-our-second-born.html" title="Ode to Our Second-Born" /><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13660932027095473566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fYfgy8I9II/Sd1-ztAnH3I/AAAAAAAAABM/dQeoHiBcC64/s72-c/DSC03694.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://wintersintexas.blogspot.com/2009/04/ode-to-our-second-born.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0IBQX85eip7ImA9WxVbFkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753394263833360340.post-1228766612131210326</id><published>2009-04-01T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T13:59:10.122-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-04-01T13:59:10.122-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Vacation" /><title>Disney Trip 2009!!!</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fYfgy8I9II/SdPK0A29_TI/AAAAAAAAAAU/UKFSOz_hvtg/s1600-h/DSC03629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 124px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fYfgy8I9II/SdPK0A29_TI/AAAAAAAAAAU/UKFSOz_hvtg/s320/DSC03629.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319818579787250994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On March 15th we left WAY too early in the morning for Florida - it was a trip we had been anticipating for over a year. My dad took myself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp;amp; my siblings ten years ago &amp;amp; he wanted to gather us for a 'Disney Reunion' of sorts. After saving &amp;amp; planning for such a long time we were all VERY excited when th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;e week arrived.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So off we went at 5:30am with our girls on an airplane hea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ded for Orlando. After a LONG day of travel, we arrived at our vacation house around 2pm. Not long after my dad arrived with his caravan - my sister Sara &amp;amp; her family, my brother Bobby &amp;amp; his girlfriend with her dau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ghter, and my lil sis Mary too. Mary's boyfriend Zack would be joining us on Tuesday so all together we made a group of 14! The house was so awesome, though, that it never felt crammed. (If anyone is plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ning a trip to Florida I would highly recommend the vacation homes we used - it was awesome!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fYfgy8I9II/SdPVcgYE-vI/AAAAAAAAABE/ToP7mwe3eEo/s1600-h/DSC03263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 102px; height: 153px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fYfgy8I9II/SdPVcgYE-vI/AAAAAAAAABE/ToP7mwe3eEo/s200/DSC03263.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319830270558665458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Day 1 - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;pcot, when we saw the main Disney frien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ds... Savannah was beside herself with excitement - she &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;waited in line with me for 45 minutes &amp;amp; didn't mention a si&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ngle complaint... since this was our first day on the trip I was not sure what the week would hold in terms of a 3 year old - no naps, and late nights - but she was AMAZING. She stood in numerous hour-long lines with us through the week and was nothing but patient, excited &amp;amp; sweet. She'd play games &amp;amp; sing song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;s, or just lay her head down... Disney IS Magical!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Day 2 - Animal Kingdom: We kept this day short, and my dad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fYfgy8I9II/SdPUgkqFjOI/AAAAAAAAAA8/xfEI7PyM0Kw/s1600-h/DSC03308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 106px; height: 159px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6fYfgy8I9II/SdPUgkqFjOI/AAAAAAAAAA8/xfEI7PyM0Kw/s200/DSC03308.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319829240915791074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;kept Adelyn home so that we could take Sa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;vannah around with ease... We watched Lion King Live and boy, what an awesome show! It was great to expose Savannah to 'live performance' for the f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;irst time. She absolutely LOVED it. Th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;en we went on a Safari ride &amp;amp; Savannah was tickled because the tour host kept saying "Savannah" s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ince we were in the "Savannah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3 - Hollywood Studios: By far, Savannah's favorite part was the "Fantasia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fYfgy8I9II/SdPLYf27quI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MVAxBfQ8Rj4/s1600-h/DSC03344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 129px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fYfgy8I9II/SdPLYf27quI/AAAAAAAAAAc/MVAxBfQ8Rj4/s320/DSC03344.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319819206583888610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Hat" as she called it. This park was great because it had lots &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;of "Pre-School" friendly cha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;cters &amp;amp; attract&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ions. Savannah met a boy in line for "Mickey Mouse Clubhouse" &amp;amp; started holding his hand and flirting with him. It was hilarous. We went back in the evening with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Savannah to see "Fantasmic" - a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fantastic&lt;/span&gt; show! She loved it and was OUT by the time we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; got to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Day 4 - Magic Kingd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;om! Another day that Dad kept Adelyn back at the house for swimming, bottles &amp;amp; naps - so it was a "magical' day with Savannah! She was so adorable. At her most tired &amp;amp; most overwhelmed she behaved beautifully, and even awed us with her 3 year old innocence &amp;amp; amazement. We went to Belle's story time &amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;they picked TJ to be the Beast. Savannah LOVED that! Then we went to the "Bibbity, Boppity, Boutique!" for a little Mom- Daughter bonding. I was completely thrown off when she was SCARED out of her mind &amp;amp; did NOT want to do it. Sh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;e sat in my lap &amp;amp; very timidly let the "Fairy God Mothers" do her hair &amp;amp; make-up. She would not close her eyes for the eye-shadow because she was too scared! But she go the rest. Once I was in the 'hot seat' she was all giggles &amp;amp; smiles and we loved being primped up together. We pushed her through to the closing once again and it was worth it! Disney has the most awesome fire-works show. As we moved slowly but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; surely as a sea of people back to the parking lot Savannah sighed &amp;amp; said "I'm so thankful...." in h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;er most tired state since she was born. It was priceless &amp;amp; it sure made TJ &amp;amp; I so proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fYfgy8I9II/SdPOqKlUxvI/AAAAAAAAAA0/-3gXka4DJJo/s1600-h/DSC03660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6fYfgy8I9II/SdPOqKlUxvI/AAAAAAAAAA0/-3gXka4DJJo/s200/DSC03660.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319822808645420786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We used Friday to stay at the house &amp;amp; rest &amp;amp; pack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; up for the Saturday trip back ho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;me. Needless to say it was the trip of Savannah's life-time. We had our concerns and reservations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;bout taking such a little one on such a big trip but she showed us that she is more than cap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;able.... Coming home and adjusting back to 'normal' routine was a bit of a challenge - no more skipping naps &amp;amp; special eats all the time!!! The first thing she did when we got home was ask to play "Bibbity Bobbity Boutique" - she got her Belle dress on &amp;amp; pretended&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fYfgy8I9II/SdPOErGEHkI/AAAAAAAAAAs/wb_J-NM2AQI/s1600-h/DSC03651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6fYfgy8I9II/SdPOErGEHkI/AAAAAAAAAAs/wb_J-NM2AQI/s200/DSC03651.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319822164537646658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; to be the "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Belle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;" character as she waited for us to be in awe &amp;amp; amazement. We have had memories to last a life-time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753394263833360340-1228766612131210326?l=wintersintexas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/wintersintexas/~4/xO7jLsqdX90" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wintersintexas.blogspot.com/feeds/1228766612131210326/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://wintersintexas.blogspot.com/2009/04/disney-trip-2009.html#comment-form" title="4 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753394263833360340/posts/default/1228766612131210326?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753394263833360340/posts/default/1228766612131210326?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/wintersintexas/~3/xO7jLsqdX90/disney-trip-2009.html" title="Disney Trip 2009!!!" /><author><name>Rachel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13660932027095473566</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6fYfgy8I9II/SdPK0A29_TI/AAAAAAAAAAU/UKFSOz_hvtg/s72-c/DSC03629.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://wintersintexas.blogspot.com/2009/04/disney-trip-2009.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0MGQns_eip7ImA9WxVVF0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753394263833360340.post-5004654255008987874</id><published>2009-02-21T12:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T12:23:43.542-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-03-11T12:23:43.542-07:00</app:edited><title>Savannah's Paradise</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIKpqLs4fuQ/SbgPoYuURaI/AAAAAAAAACQ/zozbqh5P1Zg/s1600-h/DSC03000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIKpqLs4fuQ/SbgPoYuURaI/AAAAAAAAACQ/zozbqh5P1Zg/s320/DSC03000.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312012946989401506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIKpqLs4fuQ/SbgPOGiknxI/AAAAAAAAACI/EHQaKTzxE5U/s1600-h/DSC03006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CIKpqLs4fuQ/SbgPOGiknxI/AAAAAAAAACI/EHQaKTzxE5U/s320/DSC03006.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312012495431704338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script&gt;document.write(unescape("%3Cstyle%20type%3D%22text/css%22%3E%0Abody%20%7B background-image %3A%20url%28%22http%3A//i342.photobucket.com/albums/o401/Thecutestblogontheblock/quixotical33columncopy.jpg %22%29%3B%20background-position%3A%20center%3B%20background-repeat%3A%20no-repeat%3B%20 background-attachment %3A%20fixed%3B%20%7D%0A%3C/style%3E%0A%3Cdiv%20id%3D%22tag%22%20 style%3D%22position%3Aabsolute %3B%20left%3A0px%3B%20top%3A30px%3B%20z-index%3A50%3B%20 width%3A150px%3B%20height%3A45px%3B%22%3E%0A%3Ca%20href%3D%22 http%3A//www.thecutestblogontheblock.com%22%20target%3D%22_blank%22%3E%0A%3Cimg%20src %3D%22http%3A//www.thecutestblogontheblock.com/images/tag.png%22%20border%3D%220%22/ %3E%0A%3C/a%3E%3C/div%3E%20"));&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 19px; font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Well for the Winters Family it has been a busy few months... As we anticipated Adelyn's birth back in August of 2008 we prepared her nursery with much excitement and love. We made sure to involve her loving 'Big Sister' in our efforts to make her feel a part of this special event. So as Savannah was nearing her 3rd birthday (Jan. 31) we started to feel that we should pour that same love &amp;amp; excitement into HER room, allowing her some creative input. She &amp;amp; her dad have a special bond with the Steven Curtis Chapman song "Cinderella" and while she has never seen the movie we decided to put the castle on her wall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;For what seemed like forever she kept reminding Daddy about how they needed to work on the castle. I decided that maybe there would be a creative way to turn this concept into something more fitting with our family values, and something that as she grows into a young lady would have a more meaningful influence on her. So I sat TJ down one night &amp;amp; shared with him my idea to go ahead and put a castle on her wall, but to set the scene as 'The Heavenly Skies' instead of "Happily Ever After." We would place the castle in the clouds and put a Scripture Passage next to it, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span mce_name="strong" mce_style="font-weight: bold;" class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"In My Father's house are many rooms"...."I am going there to prepare a place for you....." John 14:1-3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;We would tell her that this is her Princess Castle in Heaven because Jesus is the King of all Kings &amp;amp; that His Kingdom is in heaven. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;So finally, after months and months of putting it off, we set the plan in motion! (We found a wall decal for $35!) It feels like it has been going on forever! But we have finally finished &amp;amp; it is so exciting to go in there. She kept asking me if she could have a "Sun" as well - or as she calls it "Mr. Sun"... So I painted her light fixture yellow &amp;amp; put rays on the ceiling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753394263833360340-5004654255008987874?l=wintersintexas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/wintersintexas/~4/MCJ3OQZivtc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wintersintexas.blogspot.com/feeds/5004654255008987874/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://wintersintexas.blogspot.com/2009/02/savannahs-paradise.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753394263833360340/posts/default/5004654255008987874?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753394263833360340/posts/default/5004654255008987874?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/wintersintexas/~3/MCJ3OQZivtc/savannahs-paradise.html" title="Savannah's Paradise" /><author><name>Rachel Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09556902043259106218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIKpqLs4fuQ/S03hvqxA7fI/AAAAAAAAAEE/wt9_X-zHqiM/S220/DSC06926.JPG" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CIKpqLs4fuQ/SbgPoYuURaI/AAAAAAAAACQ/zozbqh5P1Zg/s72-c/DSC03000.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://wintersintexas.blogspot.com/2009/02/savannahs-paradise.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck4HSXY4eyp7ImA9WxVWEkg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7753394263833360340.post-1124703703855789234</id><published>2009-01-12T13:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T13:15:38.833-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-02-21T13:15:38.833-08:00</app:edited><title>Reflecting the 'Season'</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Can you believe it is already half way through January of 2009? More and more I am starting to see for myself that time just flies by as you get older. I feel like just yesterday I was staying up late at night with my friends having those crazy yet seemingly 'relevant' conversations about religion and politics and getting up the next morning feeling just as refreshed as I would after an eight hour stretch of deep sleep.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;In reality we each find ourselves right smack dab in the second half of our third decade, and sometimes we feel so old! If we are up late, it is to calm our distressed 3 year old or quiet our unsettled 5 month old -  and the next morning when we wake up we feel like our eyes carry the weight of bricks. Whether you find yourself at a similar place, in the stages before or light years beyond, we hope your holiday was filled with the traditions that you hold dear. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As for our family, we thoroughly enjoyed the genuine experience of providing Christmas to two little girls under 3 years old. It did not come without challenges, however. This being our third Christmas with children, and our first with a 'big girl,'  TJ &amp;amp; I have had many conversations on how to keep the focus on Jesus and on how we want to shape our future Christmases with the girls ... when all the stores and television adds and external media really send the message that it's about Santy Claus &amp;amp; gifts! Don't get us wrong, it is so fun to give gifts to our children and it is EASY to get carried away... but one thing we realized early on is that we want them to recognize the reverse side of this tradition.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;We decided one of the most effective ways to do this would be to participate in Operation Christmas Child - Project Angel Tree... so we went to church, picked up our Angel, and made sure to have our oldest, Savannah, go to the store with us and purchase a toy that would not end up in her play room...... You can bet that even after I told her we were going to buy a gift for a little boy, her first question was "Is this for me?" And to be honest, I was glad that she asked that...It gave me the chance to explain to her that no, this was a gift for a child who doesn't have many toys like she does. I explained to her that she is very blessed to have lots of toys. By the time we wrapped it and prepared it for church, she was asking if we could give it to the boy ourselves and the only down side was that I had to tell her, "No, we will take it to church and one of our friends at church will make sure this little boy receives his toy." She is little, but I felt like she really understood.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Another thing we did this year was to repeatedly share the nativity story with Savannah. She is well familiar with Jesus and that he was God's son, sent to earth.. and that he died for our sins and rose again to save us from our "bad choices." And since she just had a new baby sister, she is also very familiar with mommy 'having a baby in her tummy' and 'baby being born.' So we just explained that Christmas is about the story of when Jesus was born, just like how Adelyn was born! We celebrate his "birthday" and such... and that the wise men brought gifts, just like we get gifts for OUR birthdays! When we were asked to participate in the "Drive Thru Natvity" at our church it was a no-brainer! Adelyn got to play 'Jesus' and Savannah and I played angels at the nativity scene. Now, everytime Savannah sees a nativity scene, she says "Look, Mom, it's a Drive Thru Nativity!" &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;One of my favorite funny stories from the season was the one that happened well after Christmas, when we were putting away wrapping and 'tissue paper." Savannah grabbed a piece and asked me to tape it around her... because she wanted to be a present for Jesus. What a heart-warming moment for a parent after God's own heart....and so for the moment, I feel like our early efforts to teach her (and soon Adelyn) about the TRUE meaning of Christmas have been fruitful and effective.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If you have any traditions or suggestions that you have found really drive the message home, we'd love to hear them! And as I wrap up our first blog, Happy New Year - we hope you feel renewed as you reflect on the true "Gift" that Christmas brings - Salvation!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Love, The Winters Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;dl id="attachment_9" class="wp-caption aligncenter" style="width: 210px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;dt class="wp-caption-dt"&gt;&lt;img class="size-medium wp-image-9" title="Savannah08" src="http://wintersintexas.wordpress.com/files/2009/01/dsc024731.jpg?w=200" mce_src="http://wintersintexas.wordpress.com/files/2009/01/dsc024731.jpg?w=200" alt="Savannah wrapped as a present for Jesus" height="300" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7753394263833360340-1124703703855789234?l=wintersintexas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/wintersintexas/~4/dRYBfYYORx8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wintersintexas.blogspot.com/feeds/1124703703855789234/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://wintersintexas.blogspot.com/2009/01/reflecting-season.html#comment-form" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753394263833360340/posts/default/1124703703855789234?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7753394263833360340/posts/default/1124703703855789234?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/wintersintexas/~3/dRYBfYYORx8/reflecting-season.html" title="Reflecting the 'Season'" /><author><name>Rachel Winters</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09556902043259106218</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="24" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CIKpqLs4fuQ/S03hvqxA7fI/AAAAAAAAAEE/wt9_X-zHqiM/S220/DSC06926.JPG" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://wintersintexas.blogspot.com/2009/01/reflecting-season.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>

