<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711</id><updated>2012-02-03T02:14:38.706-06:00</updated><category term='Making Money'/><category term='advertisement'/><category term='PPP'/><category term='PayPerPost'/><category term='sponsored post'/><category term='Blogsvertise'/><category term='5 Minutes For Mom'/><category term='Outings'/><category term='Family'/><category term='Birthdays'/><title type='text'>Hannah Daze</title><subtitle type='html'>The funny...and maybe not so funny things Hannah does!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>423</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-7874558413012926607</id><published>2009-03-11T15:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T16:00:55.817-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Butterfly Center</title><content type='html'>It's official...I have skipped more than a whole month of posting!!  I'm a horrible blogger.  Hannah hasn't been up to much lately.  We've been spending a lot of time at Maw Maw's lately trying to help her out.  Joey came in for a few days this past weekend and we went to the butterfly museum.  Hannah had a lot of fun.  I think partly because it is a fun place to go, but partly because she has missed her daddy and it was a fun day out with him.  So I wanted to post a few pictures of our adventure.  Enjoy!  I know I also need to post Hannah's latest and greatest portraits.  But for now here are the butterfly pics.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Sbglel0wbMI/AAAAAAAAAnE/jhz3swThbBc/s1600-h/DSC03631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Sbglel0wbMI/AAAAAAAAAnE/jhz3swThbBc/s320/DSC03631.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312036967963192514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SbgleArCD7I/AAAAAAAAAm8/TLqXM-1e_Zo/s1600-h/DSC03634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SbgleArCD7I/AAAAAAAAAm8/TLqXM-1e_Zo/s320/DSC03634.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312036957990293426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Sbgld5cUZ0I/AAAAAAAAAm0/X-fgL9HCUjs/s1600-h/DSC03625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Sbgld5cUZ0I/AAAAAAAAAm0/X-fgL9HCUjs/s320/DSC03625.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312036956049532738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SbgldiLBWxI/AAAAAAAAAms/b86TyOFK8Us/s1600-h/DSC03596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SbgldiLBWxI/AAAAAAAAAms/b86TyOFK8Us/s320/DSC03596.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312036949802965778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Sbgldr-qnKI/AAAAAAAAAmk/HlZ54mSFdQQ/s1600-h/DSC03595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Sbgldr-qnKI/AAAAAAAAAmk/HlZ54mSFdQQ/s320/DSC03595.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312036952435498146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-7874558413012926607?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/7874558413012926607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=7874558413012926607&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/7874558413012926607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/7874558413012926607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2009/03/butterfly-center.html' title='Butterfly Center'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Sbglel0wbMI/AAAAAAAAAnE/jhz3swThbBc/s72-c/DSC03631.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-7866379997177719748</id><published>2009-01-30T23:11:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T23:42:30.364-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture Tag</title><content type='html'>So I was tagged by Nicole over at Mom's Highway...sorry Nicole I'm too lazy to put a link in here.  See the link in the side bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tag goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Go to your photos and select the 4th folder.&lt;br /&gt;2.  Select the 4th photo.&lt;br /&gt;3.  Post it.  No editing, cropping etc. and then give a description.&lt;br /&gt;4.  Tag 4 more people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is my 4th photo from my 4th folder.  With no editing.  This is a picture of Hannah when she got to ride on a long horn.  The two guys in the picture are the owner of the long horn and his son.  And I know Carol Anne is thanking her lucky stars that I wasn't tagged to post my 13th photo in the 4th folder!!  Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RATS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SYPeACIG3iI/AAAAAAAAAmM/lWYLtrGgeEg/s1600-h/IMG_0228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SYPeACIG3iI/AAAAAAAAAmM/lWYLtrGgeEg/s320/IMG_0228.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297321678870076962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I will tag:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 &lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://designerfrog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rene&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 &lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://whatsheupto.blogspot.com/"&gt;David and Elizabeth's Mom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 &lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.babyemilyrenee.blogspot.com/"&gt;Emily &amp; Aiden's Mom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 &lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.byminute.blogspot.com/"&gt;Minute's Mom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-7866379997177719748?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/7866379997177719748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=7866379997177719748&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/7866379997177719748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/7866379997177719748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2009/01/picture-tag.html' title='Picture Tag'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SYPeACIG3iI/AAAAAAAAAmM/lWYLtrGgeEg/s72-c/IMG_0228.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-4138347558001903592</id><published>2009-01-23T22:26:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T22:48:46.345-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Field Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SXqaaKKFN-I/AAAAAAAAAlc/GjjON8whL2w/s1600-h/DSC03565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SXqaaKKFN-I/AAAAAAAAAlc/GjjON8whL2w/s320/DSC03565.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294714086121355234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now this is my kind of school day!!  We had a field trip to the circus.  Here are a few pictures that I managed to get before the camera battery that I charged this morning ran out of juice!!  Guess I should have put it on last night so that it would charge all the way up.  I think Hannah had fun on her first trip to the circus.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SXqaZl9hm2I/AAAAAAAAAlM/DR50ojoi2O4/s1600-h/DSC03563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SXqaZl9hm2I/AAAAAAAAAlM/DR50ojoi2O4/s320/DSC03563.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294714076405013346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She loved seeing and talking to the clowns.  They were letting people ride the elephants, but I saw a show called "When Wild Animals Attack" one time so I wouldn't let her ride them...not to mention it was $10 a person.  When I gave the excuse that that was a very expensive ride, one of the ladies that was with us said, "just let her ride by herself."  Uhm...I don't think so!  Seriously...are you kidding me??  If that elephant gets mad decides to take off running, my baby is NOT going to be on that elephant by herself.  Anyway, I'm not getting on that elephant and I'm certainly not going to put my child on it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll probably have bad dreams tonight!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SXqaad6oz5I/AAAAAAAAAlk/m9d_mMDTMVc/s1600-h/DSC03584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SXqaad6oz5I/AAAAAAAAAlk/m9d_mMDTMVc/s320/DSC03584.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294714091425288082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-4138347558001903592?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/4138347558001903592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=4138347558001903592&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/4138347558001903592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/4138347558001903592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2009/01/field-trip.html' title='Field Trip'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SXqaaKKFN-I/AAAAAAAAAlc/GjjON8whL2w/s72-c/DSC03565.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-6469786647653904037</id><published>2009-01-23T22:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T23:13:36.233-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SXqfvZuy6XI/AAAAAAAAAmE/48AKZ3eTVVc/s1600-h/DSC03544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SXqfvZuy6XI/AAAAAAAAAmE/48AKZ3eTVVc/s320/DSC03544.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294719948637268338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... belated!!  Just wanted to put up a few of the pictures from New Year's.  Sorry they are sooo late.  I've also gotten Hannah's picture made and need to get some of those up on here.  I'll get around to it eventually!!  So anyway, Happy New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SXqfvFvJNiI/AAAAAAAAAl8/ISpG2Tz2640/s1600-h/DSC03539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SXqfvFvJNiI/AAAAAAAAAl8/ISpG2Tz2640/s320/DSC03539.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294719943270020642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Hannah doing a sparkler...really the only fireworks she was willing to participate in other than watching.  And you can tell that she is half excited and half scared.  That's o.k. with me.  It's good to have a healthy fear of some things.  Fire being one of those things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SXqfukAKalI/AAAAAAAAAl0/Rv4XyVFtx08/s1600-h/DSC03542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SXqfukAKalI/AAAAAAAAAl0/Rv4XyVFtx08/s320/DSC03542.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294719934214597202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how she spent a lot of the evening.  All cuddled up.  It was really cold.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SXqft49rf0I/AAAAAAAAAls/kBfaNN9v_ac/s1600-h/DSC03538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SXqft49rf0I/AAAAAAAAAls/kBfaNN9v_ac/s320/DSC03538.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294719922661457730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is also how she spent a lot of time that night.  Maybe we should invest in ear muffs next year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-6469786647653904037?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/6469786647653904037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=6469786647653904037&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/6469786647653904037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/6469786647653904037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SXqfvZuy6XI/AAAAAAAAAmE/48AKZ3eTVVc/s72-c/DSC03544.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-4732603309541694256</id><published>2009-01-14T19:01:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T00:55:16.051-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Violin</title><content type='html'>A few nights ago we went to a queens contest for the local Jr. Livestock Show and this is where Hannah got the idea in her mind that she wanted to learn to play the violin! Special thanks to a beautiful young lady named Amy!  The girl really was pretty and her long flowing white dress ony added to the picture!  For her talent she played the (you guessed it) violin.  Now the task of finding someone in our remote location that teaches violin lessons.  Not likely!  Maybe in the next town there is one, but even that is not probable. Wish me luck!  I'll keep you posted on how it goes, but in the meantime a picture to tide you over!  She really is cute with it and even if I never find a teacher for her, she has already played with the thing enough to get our money's worth out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SW7dochlesI/AAAAAAAAAk4/didEaYje1EE/s1600-h/IMG00059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 316px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SW7dochlesI/AAAAAAAAAk4/didEaYje1EE/s320/IMG00059.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291410299128478402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-4732603309541694256?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/4732603309541694256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=4732603309541694256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/4732603309541694256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/4732603309541694256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2009/01/violin.html' title='Violin'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SW7dochlesI/AAAAAAAAAk4/didEaYje1EE/s72-c/IMG00059.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-7313385750560268812</id><published>2009-01-08T09:14:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T09:47:08.706-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SWYZ072Ef0I/AAAAAAAAAjw/wv1r1SvRuU4/s1600-h/DSC03439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SWYZ072Ef0I/AAAAAAAAAjw/wv1r1SvRuU4/s320/DSC03439.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288943209601597250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So this is a little belated, but I wanted to get them on here anyway.  Hannah had a pretty good Christmas this year!  Santa and Mrs. Claus stayed up way too late wrapping ALL of Hannah's surprises, but they did manage to catch a few z's before all of the action began.  This is a shot of Hannah dressed in her new pajamas on Christmas Eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SWYZ2CzkJnI/AAAAAAAAAkA/iDMh5YHbtaE/s1600-h/DSC03464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SWYZ2CzkJnI/AAAAAAAAAkA/iDMh5YHbtaE/s320/DSC03464.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288943228650006130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Every year we have to go in and wake Hannah...this year was no different.  We actually had a hard time getting her to get up.  I went in several times before the successful try and she wouldn't budge.  But when she finally realized what I was telling her, she was off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SWYbGumyDJI/AAAAAAAAAkg/cwByKE_eZxo/s1600-h/DSC03471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SWYbGumyDJI/AAAAAAAAAkg/cwByKE_eZxo/s320/DSC03471.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288944614797085842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here she is as she opened her big present.  Santa brought Hannah a swing set this year.  She had unwrapped the box and was sticking her hand down through one of the holes in the box trying to figure out what was in the big box.  I don't know how Santa and Mrs. Claus managed to get that big thing into the house without Hannah getting up.  Metal poles that are rolling around in a box make a lot of noise you know!  Gives a whole new meaning to "there arose such a clatter!"  It was worth it though because Hannah was definitely surprised.  She loves her new swing set and we only had to buy a few extra nuts and bolts to finish putting it together.  And...we didn't have to make a trip to the emergency room for stitches on anyone!!  Yet...I should say!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SWYZ2hlM4sI/AAAAAAAAAkI/ABC-gtUKNbs/s1600-h/DSC03478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SWYZ2hlM4sI/AAAAAAAAAkI/ABC-gtUKNbs/s320/DSC03478.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288943236911260354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Proof positive that the boxes are  more fun than the actual gift!  Hannah loved....I mean loves her new swing set box.  If Santa had only known!!  Actually I think she might love the swing set a little more than the box, but she did cry at the thought of throwing the box away!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SWYZ15XEs8I/AAAAAAAAAj4/3a8CwMkgiu0/s1600-h/DSC03445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SWYZ15XEs8I/AAAAAAAAAj4/3a8CwMkgiu0/s320/DSC03445.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288943226114585538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These last two were taken Christmas Eve.  This one after church and the last one before church.  I think overall Hannah made out pretty well on Christmas.  She loved all of the things she got and I loved every minute of watching her open gifts and play.  This picture really shows how big she has gotten.  It wont be long before she is as tall as I am...and pretty soon after that she will be taller!!  It happens way too fast!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SWYbGXCYrLI/AAAAAAAAAkY/ViZhUkWe3Pg/s1600-h/DSC03429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SWYbGXCYrLI/AAAAAAAAAkY/ViZhUkWe3Pg/s320/DSC03429.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288944608470412466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is my new favorite picture!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-7313385750560268812?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/7313385750560268812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=7313385750560268812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/7313385750560268812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/7313385750560268812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-time.html' title='Christmas Time!'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SWYZ072Ef0I/AAAAAAAAAjw/wv1r1SvRuU4/s72-c/DSC03439.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-9136708266526872308</id><published>2008-12-10T13:33:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T13:53:38.431-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Hannah,</title><content type='html'>Of all the things you can order online...a baby is not one of them!  Although it would probably be a lot easier than the traditional way of getting one! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Your Mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch today Hannah came into the room with a clip board, paper and a pen and asked me what I would like to order.  I thought that she was talking about a meal and told her that I would like chicken fried steak.  "No, what do you want to order online," she said.  She then told me that I was going to order some kind of furniture.  So I requested a dining room table with 8 chairs.  A few minutes later she asked me if I would like to order a baby online too.  "A baby doll," I asked.  "No a real baby!"  To which I said, "you can't order real babies online!"  She informed me that today you could order a baby online.  And the rest of the conversation went like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H - "So what color would you like it's skin to be?"&lt;br /&gt;Me - "Our color, please."&lt;br /&gt;H - "O.k., with freckles?"&lt;br /&gt;Me - "Absolutely."&lt;br /&gt;H - "What would you like it's name to be?"&lt;br /&gt;Me - "Joshua"&lt;br /&gt;H - "Uhm, no we don't have any Joshua's how about Lola...would you like a girl?"&lt;br /&gt;Me - "Sure, girls are great."&lt;br /&gt;H - "O.k. we were out of dining room tables so you got this couch and the bill is $10, and for the baby you have to give me $1."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I pay up, I'm thinking we really need to talk about how some things have more value than others and the value of some things cannot be measured!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-9136708266526872308?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/9136708266526872308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=9136708266526872308&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/9136708266526872308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/9136708266526872308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2008/12/hannah-of-all-things-you-can-order.html' title='Dear Hannah,'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-7542191285191616701</id><published>2008-12-09T15:24:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T15:40:02.287-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's That Time Of Year...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/ST7iV2tuQdI/AAAAAAAAAjo/d7baCIt_Hkc/s1600-h/Picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/ST7iV2tuQdI/AAAAAAAAAjo/d7baCIt_Hkc/s320/Picture.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277904678417220050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went to the mall the other day and had Hannah's picture with Santa Clause done.  She told Santa that she wanted him to surprise her this year.  No specific requests.  That's funny because a week or so ago she went through a toy catalog and circled the things that she is requesting from me and Joey...and a few other people.  Everything she circled in the catalogs cost at least $60.  Hopefully she understood when I told her that she could circle whatever she wanted, but that she wouldn't necessarily get everything she circled.  After visiting Santa she informed me that we needed to get Santa a gift too.  So at Target yesterday she decided that a gingerbread house that we put together would be just the gift.  I was hoping to get a picture of her missing teeth to put on here and I had taken some pictures from Maw Maw's birthday that I was going to put on here as well.  The only problem is that Hannah took a picture of the gingerbread house last night after we finished it and now she doesn't know where she put the camera.  So perhaps in the coming days or weeks I will manage to find the camera and will get to upload a few belated pictures!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-7542191285191616701?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/7542191285191616701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=7542191285191616701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/7542191285191616701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/7542191285191616701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-that-time-of-year.html' title='It&apos;s That Time Of Year...'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/ST7iV2tuQdI/AAAAAAAAAjo/d7baCIt_Hkc/s72-c/Picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-2790332444751031615</id><published>2008-12-06T08:42:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T08:57:18.684-06:00</updated><title type='text'>All I Want For Christmas...</title><content type='html'>That is what Hannah will be singing this Christmas.  She has lost another tooth and her other had not grown in yet (I'm thinking because there wasn't enough room for it yet).  She lost it on Monday evening and I don't think she was real impressed with the tooth fairy this time.  Last time she got 6 quarters and a 50¢ piece.  We have only covered pennies and nickels in school and this time she got 4 quarters and a dollar bill.  Equal amounts, but not to her.  She was thinking that the 50¢ piece last time was a silver dollar.  She climbed in bed with Maw Maw one night after the tooth fairy came and said, "that tooth fairy here is sorry!"  "Why is that," Maw Maw asks.  To which Hannah answers frankly, "because the one at our house gave me 6 quarters and a dollar, but the one here gave me 4 quarters and a dollar, that's sorry.  She's a sorry sucker!"  I'm pretty sure she learned that phrase from her father!!!  Perhaps in the next day or so I'll manage to get a snapshot of her snaggle toothedness!  And perhaps next time the tooth fairy will wisen up and give dimes or nickels instead of quarters and dollars!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-2790332444751031615?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/2790332444751031615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=2790332444751031615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/2790332444751031615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/2790332444751031615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2008/12/all-i-want-for-christmas.html' title='All I Want For Christmas...'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-5063251249752307662</id><published>2008-11-03T14:00:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T14:10:38.639-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Trick Or Treat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SQ9Zi0GMExI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/C6TMMSZ62gg/s1600-h/DSC03375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SQ9Zi0GMExI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/C6TMMSZ62gg/s320/DSC03375.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264524944054424338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SQ9ZjZbkJrI/AAAAAAAAAaA/1T2yNGqhckM/s1600-h/DSC03379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SQ9ZjZbkJrI/AAAAAAAAAaA/1T2yNGqhckM/s320/DSC03379.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264524954076194482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a couple of the pictures of Hannah on Halloween with her clown face on.  The second one is my favorite.  Think I may have to frame that one.  We didn't do much.  Just went to a few houses in the neighborhood of people we knew.  Then went to a carnival at an area church and to dinner at Pappadeaux.  Pappadeaux was my favorite treat of the evening...and I think Joey's too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-5063251249752307662?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/5063251249752307662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=5063251249752307662&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/5063251249752307662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/5063251249752307662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2008/11/trick-or-treat.html' title='Trick Or Treat!'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SQ9Zi0GMExI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/C6TMMSZ62gg/s72-c/DSC03375.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-5214914481482191153</id><published>2008-10-22T15:41:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T18:48:08.754-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Clowning Around</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SP-Qd-M-1AI/AAAAAAAAAZY/oHJoJeWB9kE/s1600-h/1013081647.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SP-Qd-M-1AI/AAAAAAAAAZY/oHJoJeWB9kE/s320/1013081647.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260081734380082178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We finally got Hannah a Halloween costume.  Here she is sans make-up.  The picture is a little blurry because it was taken on my phone, but hopefully we'll get some better ones when we get her all dressed up on Halloween.  It took us forever to find a costume that we both agreed on.  I think it turned out pretty cute though and she seems happy with it.  She has enjoyed wearing the shoes and hair around anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-5214914481482191153?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/5214914481482191153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=5214914481482191153&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/5214914481482191153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/5214914481482191153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2008/10/clowning-around.html' title='Clowning Around'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SP-Qd-M-1AI/AAAAAAAAAZY/oHJoJeWB9kE/s72-c/1013081647.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-814086066031720635</id><published>2008-10-09T21:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T21:16:12.409-05:00</updated><title type='text'>B-A-T spells bat!</title><content type='html'>Today in school Hannah &lt;i&gt;read&lt;/i&gt; 9 words that she had never seen before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-814086066031720635?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/814086066031720635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=814086066031720635&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/814086066031720635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/814086066031720635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2008/10/b-t-spells-bat.html' title='B-A-T spells bat!'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-8083337625918980249</id><published>2008-10-07T18:15:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T18:32:45.859-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures From The Aquarium</title><content type='html'>Well we had a lot of fun on our field trip to the aquarium.  Hannah got to see a puppet show about littering and she saw all kinds of fish, birds and other aquatic animals (and a few not so aquatic animals).  It started raining while we were at the bird show and rained the rest of the time we were there.  It wasn't horrible though, just a drizzle so we managed to stay and even watched the dolphins in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the aquarium we went to Pizza Hut which is perhaps Hannah's favorite place to eat these days.  So I think all in all Hannah enjoyed the day.  She is definitely looking forward to the next time we go to the aquarium.  Here are a few of my favorite pictures from that day (sorry they are so late in coming).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SOvxVCR0d0I/AAAAAAAAAY4/gc85pyzftgY/s1600-h/DSC03305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SOvxVCR0d0I/AAAAAAAAAY4/gc85pyzftgY/s320/DSC03305.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254558733948974914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SOvxWI-U8OI/AAAAAAAAAZA/XnweHS2Yq_Q/s1600-h/DSC03312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SOvxWI-U8OI/AAAAAAAAAZA/XnweHS2Yq_Q/s320/DSC03312.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254558752926134498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SOvxWax3JsI/AAAAAAAAAZI/b8sZdfuda-U/s1600-h/DSC03293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SOvxWax3JsI/AAAAAAAAAZI/b8sZdfuda-U/s320/DSC03293.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254558757705688770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SOvxWpfAjjI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/uSHuMgzXEBw/s1600-h/DSC03340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SOvxWpfAjjI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/uSHuMgzXEBw/s320/DSC03340.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254558761653145138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-8083337625918980249?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/8083337625918980249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=8083337625918980249&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/8083337625918980249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/8083337625918980249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2008/10/pictures-from-aquarium.html' title='Pictures From The Aquarium'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SOvxVCR0d0I/AAAAAAAAAY4/gc85pyzftgY/s72-c/DSC03305.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-6584381369462871338</id><published>2008-09-06T13:13:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T13:35:06.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Slacker</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SMLKhFmC4jI/AAAAAAAAAYE/B0WVH6PkWjI/s1600-h/DSC03279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SMLKhFmC4jI/AAAAAAAAAYE/B0WVH6PkWjI/s320/DSC03279.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242975585998922290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's what I am.  I haven't blogged in over three weeks!  We haven't been up to much.  Traveled back home a few times, but other than that we have lead pretty boring lives during this last part of summer.  Hannah has been begging me to go to the beach before the summer is over.  Even though I keep explaining to her that we will probably be able to go to the beach through mid October here.  Perhaps even longer.  Anyway we went yesterday because we will be starting school on Monday.  So we officially made it before the summer was over.  The beach was perfect yesterday.  Not too hot, not too windy and not too many people.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah is excited about starting her Kindergarten stuff.  Funny I never once was excited about back to school.  She's been asking for weeks when we were going to start.  Tuesday we have a field trip to the aquarium so I'm sure I'll have some pictures of that.  Hopefully it wont take me a month to get those up.  Other than that, not much happening around here.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a couple more pictures from the beach yesterday.  I look at the pictures and I can't believe how long her legs are getting.  At this rate she will definitely pass me up by the time she's in the third grade!!    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SMLMex4s4gI/AAAAAAAAAYM/amV0PPw6twU/s1600-h/DSC03269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SMLMex4s4gI/AAAAAAAAAYM/amV0PPw6twU/s320/DSC03269.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242977745371980290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SMLMfMRsMdI/AAAAAAAAAYU/E3wAOfSgfcg/s1600-h/DSC03271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SMLMfMRsMdI/AAAAAAAAAYU/E3wAOfSgfcg/s320/DSC03271.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242977752456114642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-6584381369462871338?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/6584381369462871338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=6584381369462871338&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/6584381369462871338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/6584381369462871338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-slacker.html' title='Blog Slacker'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SMLKhFmC4jI/AAAAAAAAAYE/B0WVH6PkWjI/s72-c/DSC03279.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-6251541341045888929</id><published>2008-08-14T23:39:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T11:15:25.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am The WHOA-MAN!</title><content type='html'>Check out what I just installed under my kitchen sink!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SKUJOCf8sBI/AAAAAAAAAX8/OD2XfaYzA5s/s1600-h/DSC03217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SKUJOCf8sBI/AAAAAAAAAX8/OD2XfaYzA5s/s400/DSC03217.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234600278681759762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead, admit it...you're impressed!  And it doesn't even leak!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESSS!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-6251541341045888929?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/6251541341045888929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=6251541341045888929&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/6251541341045888929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/6251541341045888929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-am-woah-man.html' title='I Am The WHOA-MAN!'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SKUJOCf8sBI/AAAAAAAAAX8/OD2XfaYzA5s/s72-c/DSC03217.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-2563036604410057587</id><published>2008-08-13T23:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T23:32:47.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Couple Of Funny Things...</title><content type='html'>...Hannah has said in the last week or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah (after tooting in the tub):  Ooo, I am&lt;i&gt; not&lt;/i&gt; putting my mouth in that water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if it would be o.k. to put her mouth in there otherwise!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Hannah, come get dressed.  Which shirt do you want to wear?&lt;br /&gt;Hannah:  I want to wear that pink one because it's my favorite...and it works with my high heels!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-2563036604410057587?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/2563036604410057587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=2563036604410057587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/2563036604410057587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/2563036604410057587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2008/08/couple-of-funny-things.html' title='A Couple Of Funny Things...'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-2563052299158678486</id><published>2008-07-29T22:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T23:01:55.319-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Recent Pictures</title><content type='html'>We have been pretty busy this last month.  First we had Vacation Bible School then Hannah's birthday (which virtually lasted all month!).  After Hannah's birthday here, Joey had to head to Southwestern to attend his doctoral seminar for two weeks.  Since I'm not much on sitting in a hotel room all day for two weeks with a five year old or staying home by myself or driving around Ft. Worth by myself all day with a five year old, Hannah and I headed to see the grandmas and grandpa.  Then we had thought we'd be back as soon as Joey's seminar was over, but then found out that relatives would be in from Louisiana.  So we got to stay for another week!  Here are some pictures that we took while we were off! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SI_lKtWst7I/AAAAAAAAAXc/rL0Qt4cwzwA/s1600-h/DSC03105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SI_lKtWst7I/AAAAAAAAAXc/rL0Qt4cwzwA/s320/DSC03105.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228649664536688562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture was taken at the duck pond close to Maw Maw's house.  Hannah got to feed the ducks with Amber and Joe.  I liked the way this picture turned out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SI_lLCp8nnI/AAAAAAAAAXk/77sXADxGBoA/s1600-h/DSC03148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SI_lLCp8nnI/AAAAAAAAAXk/77sXADxGBoA/s320/DSC03148.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228649670254567026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While the family from Louisiana were in we went to the Aquarium and this was by the tank where they let people put their hands in and feel sting rays and stuff.  We also saw a shark hatching from it's egg.  That was pretty neat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SI_lL6WGH3I/AAAAAAAAAXs/j0aMQ8SeV-Q/s1600-h/DSC03161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SI_lL6WGH3I/AAAAAAAAAXs/j0aMQ8SeV-Q/s320/DSC03161.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228649685203689330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Hannah and Uncle Wayne on the ferris wheel.  The ferris wheel that is very tall and scary.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SI_lMuSNDZI/AAAAAAAAAX0/z6JaJvieC6k/s1600-h/DSC03195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SI_lMuSNDZI/AAAAAAAAAX0/z6JaJvieC6k/s320/DSC03195.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228649699146010002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think this is my new favorite picture of Hannah.  It is funny how animated she can be.  I have always tried to blend in.  Not Hannah...it's like she is in her own little world and if someone is looking on all the better!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-2563052299158678486?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/2563052299158678486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=2563052299158678486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/2563052299158678486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/2563052299158678486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2008/07/some-recent-pictures.html' title='Some Recent Pictures'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SI_lKtWst7I/AAAAAAAAAXc/rL0Qt4cwzwA/s72-c/DSC03105.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-5481297202295907202</id><published>2008-07-29T22:14:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T22:40:56.813-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Muffin Tin Monday!</title><content type='html'>I know it's not Monday anymore, but just roll with me here.  So a couple of weeks ago I got an idea from &lt;a href="http://whatsheupto.blogspot.com/2008/07/muffin-tin-monday-tiny-talk-tuesday.html"&gt;David &amp; Elizabeth's mom&lt;/a&gt;.  She got the idea from somewhere else (and since I'm feeling lazy tonight, you can follow her links to the original Muffin Tin Monday person).  I tried doing a muffin tin on Hannah's birthday.  It's really quick and easy and since we were busy that day, I gave it a shot with hotdogs and other things...don't remember exactly what.  While I loved it, Hannah was not so impressed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night Hannah didn't eat hardly anything on her plate.  When we went to bed (actually about the time I dozed off) she said, "Mommy, I'm hungry!"  So tonight I thought I'd give the whole muffin tin thing a shot again.  Plus we sat down before dinner and had a talkin' to about why we were all going to eat all of our dinner tonight.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SI_hJ3-523I/AAAAAAAAAXU/4mNTqKYSGfw/s1600-h/DSC03214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SI_hJ3-523I/AAAAAAAAAXU/4mNTqKYSGfw/s400/DSC03214.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228645252163296114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a reproduction of it because I didn't think to take a picture before.  And don't worry, I actually cooked her pasta before I put it in her tin.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unbelievably, Hannah ate every bite of what was put in front of her tonight.  The peas and pasta were the last to go and she was about to skip them until daddy had the bright idea of using the toothpicks from the lunch meat roll to pick up about 6 peas at a time.  Then she did the same thing with the pasta.  And she ate all of it.  After that she even ate two things of yogurt.    Here's to happy dozing tonight!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-5481297202295907202?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/5481297202295907202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=5481297202295907202&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/5481297202295907202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/5481297202295907202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2008/07/muffin-tin-monday.html' title='Muffin Tin Monday!'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SI_hJ3-523I/AAAAAAAAAXU/4mNTqKYSGfw/s72-c/DSC03214.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-689172529288051526</id><published>2008-07-09T03:22:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T04:22:47.079-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Quite Wordless...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SHSCdVPfPfI/AAAAAAAAAXM/uIgjzihRfcE/s1600-h/P7020001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:left;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SHSCdVPfPfI/AAAAAAAAAXM/uIgjzihRfcE/s400/P7020001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220941308459171314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;... 5 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SHR8nO-gLmI/AAAAAAAAAWk/G1zaf5wsOnc/s1600-h/P7020014-14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:left;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SHR8nO-gLmI/AAAAAAAAAWk/G1zaf5wsOnc/s400/P7020014-14.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220934881506242146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;4 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SHR8n0CaiQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/ngOcLOVYtF0/s1600-h/P7020008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:left;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SHR8n0CaiQI/AAAAAAAAAWs/ngOcLOVYtF0/s400/P7020008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220934891454761218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SHR8oOqqEaI/AAAAAAAAAW8/Xnppamy1kN0/s1600-h/P7020001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:left;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SHR8oOqqEaI/AAAAAAAAAW8/Xnppamy1kN0/s400/P7020001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220934898602873250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SHR8n-wIEHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/Q3_IOL_ZUqs/s1600-h/DSC01571_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:left;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SHR8n-wIEHI/AAAAAAAAAW0/Q3_IOL_ZUqs/s400/DSC01571_2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220934894330843250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1 year ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SHSB8EZtOUI/AAAAAAAAAXE/NBhGBNGZoB0/s1600-h/DSC02966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:left;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SHSB8EZtOUI/AAAAAAAAAXE/NBhGBNGZoB0/s400/DSC02966.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220940737002944834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-689172529288051526?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/689172529288051526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=689172529288051526&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/689172529288051526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/689172529288051526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2008/07/not-quite-wordless.html' title='Not Quite Wordless...'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SHSCdVPfPfI/AAAAAAAAAXM/uIgjzihRfcE/s72-c/P7020001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-2737135390984474619</id><published>2008-06-28T15:50:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T15:54:34.601-05:00</updated><title type='text'>After A Week Of VBS...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SGakpxQnD3I/AAAAAAAAAWE/-HE-XN-G_Yc/s1600-h/DSC02849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SGakpxQnD3I/AAAAAAAAAWE/-HE-XN-G_Yc/s400/DSC02849.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217038255859896178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SGakqMwmcVI/AAAAAAAAAWM/vFegc4Lvwfw/s1600-h/DSC02851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SGakqMwmcVI/AAAAAAAAAWM/vFegc4Lvwfw/s400/DSC02851.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217038263241830738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Now I'm going to go get mine before they wake up!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-2737135390984474619?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/2737135390984474619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=2737135390984474619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/2737135390984474619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/2737135390984474619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2008/06/after-week-of-vbs.html' title='After A Week Of VBS...'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SGakpxQnD3I/AAAAAAAAAWE/-HE-XN-G_Yc/s72-c/DSC02849.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-6848800773029299689</id><published>2008-06-24T12:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T13:25:23.021-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Haircut</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SGEuaFhfvlI/AAAAAAAAAVk/z5FIp8lT3yk/s1600-h/DSC02827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SGEuaFhfvlI/AAAAAAAAAVk/z5FIp8lT3yk/s320/DSC02827.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215500869165891154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today I cut Hannah's hair for the first time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SGEua8Wwb8I/AAAAAAAAAVs/Pn7qlU0aEYI/s1600-h/DSC02837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SGEua8Wwb8I/AAAAAAAAAVs/Pn7qlU0aEYI/s320/DSC02837.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215500883884797890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's not much different from before.  Just a little bit shorter than it was.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SGEubVKq0nI/AAAAAAAAAV0/PWpm9TXUzTU/s1600-h/DSC02842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SGEubVKq0nI/AAAAAAAAAV0/PWpm9TXUzTU/s320/DSC02842.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215500890544984690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SGEubscXS0I/AAAAAAAAAV8/xq2q3yYT-dE/s1600-h/DSC02848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SGEubscXS0I/AAAAAAAAAV8/xq2q3yYT-dE/s320/DSC02848.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215500896793217858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-6848800773029299689?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/6848800773029299689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=6848800773029299689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/6848800773029299689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/6848800773029299689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2008/06/1st-haircut.html' title='1st Haircut'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SGEuaFhfvlI/AAAAAAAAAVk/z5FIp8lT3yk/s72-c/DSC02827.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-1595148847309763202</id><published>2008-06-15T00:00:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T00:04:31.907-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Have You Seen God? ... "</title><content type='html'>"...I'm playing hide and seek with him!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is what Hannah came up to me and told me just a little bit ago.  Then I heard her in the other room saying, "God, where are you?  Where are you hiding?... Oh, there you are...now it's Your turn."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-1595148847309763202?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/1595148847309763202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=1595148847309763202&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/1595148847309763202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/1595148847309763202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2008/06/have-you-seen-god.html' title='&quot;Have You Seen God? ... &quot;'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-2051373584954004882</id><published>2008-06-04T16:36:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T16:57:29.387-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tooth</title><content type='html'>...is out!  {{{SHUDDER}}}  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SEcMO07BCnI/AAAAAAAAAVc/VwzIRVh4qmk/s1600-h/DSC02793_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SEcMO07BCnI/AAAAAAAAAVc/VwzIRVh4qmk/s320/DSC02793_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208144942941145714"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a video too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e9fb32e43b497396" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De9fb32e43b497396%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333116450%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2CB1113CFFC7A824D983045193FBE981EEE8A244.7B37A1659F157D4560E46F7DAF823D6231E8AA29%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De9fb32e43b497396%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dz-YXQqFTfq6zjQUC2AmTLX2dmsM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De9fb32e43b497396%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333116450%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2CB1113CFFC7A824D983045193FBE981EEE8A244.7B37A1659F157D4560E46F7DAF823D6231E8AA29%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De9fb32e43b497396%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dz-YXQqFTfq6zjQUC2AmTLX2dmsM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-2051373584954004882?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=e9fb32e43b497396&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/2051373584954004882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=2051373584954004882&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/2051373584954004882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/2051373584954004882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2008/06/tooth.html' title='The Tooth'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SEcMO07BCnI/AAAAAAAAAVc/VwzIRVh4qmk/s72-c/DSC02793_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-4176409553464058446</id><published>2008-06-02T14:35:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T14:41:17.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We Are Alive...</title><content type='html'>...just haven't done anything exciting lately.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do have a house guest that is staying with us for the summer.  Sam is here to be our youth intern for the summer and he's staying at our house.  It's going to be a long summer for him.  Hannah loves that he is here.  He has a guitar and he played with her yesterday afternoon.  I heard them in Hannah's room playing on the drums and when the drumming stopped I heard Hannah say, "you wanna play doll house?"  They also played with play dough and moon sand.  Poor Sam.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam was also teaching Hannah how to wink and she almost has it down.  Funny thing is that when she winks she can't keep her mouth shut.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-4176409553464058446?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/4176409553464058446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=4176409553464058446&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/4176409553464058446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/4176409553464058446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2008/06/we-are-alive.html' title='We Are Alive...'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-8114853631160362027</id><published>2008-05-13T21:04:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T21:26:57.105-05:00</updated><title type='text'>O.K. So I Didn't Want That For Mother's Day!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SCpMQGOYl7I/AAAAAAAAAUE/MdutV-9oeyc/s1600-h/DSC02717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SCpMQGOYl7I/AAAAAAAAAUE/MdutV-9oeyc/s320/DSC02717.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200052559185221554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Of all the things that I could have gotten on Mother's Day, i didn't want what I got!  Hannah has her first loose tooth!  I did get something else that I liked just fine, but her first loose tooth on Mother's Day?!?!  Come on!!  Kind of makes me sad.  She on the other hand couldn't be happier.  I think she's in it for the money!  I've tried to no avail to get her to quit wiggling the tooth.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SCpMQ2OYl8I/AAAAAAAAAUM/ZkC1cCi4vwA/s1600-h/DSC02722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SCpMQ2OYl8I/AAAAAAAAAUM/ZkC1cCi4vwA/s320/DSC02722.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200052572070123458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then on the way to lunch Monday I asked Hannah if she wanted to go get her ears pierced.  Fully expecting her usual response of, "maybe tomorrow I will."  But what does she say?  "Oh, o.k. maybe I'll try to do it today."  And she did.  My baby sat up there on the chair and hardly blinked when they pierced her ears.  I should just tell you that she is some proud of herself.  She has high heel shoes, a loose tooth and earrings!!    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SCpMRGOYl9I/AAAAAAAAAUU/0NrVwFNxuoI/s1600-h/DSC02726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SCpMRGOYl9I/AAAAAAAAAUU/0NrVwFNxuoI/s320/DSC02726.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200052576365090770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's like you blink and they're grown!  I'm not sure how much more I can handle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-8114853631160362027?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/8114853631160362027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=8114853631160362027&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/8114853631160362027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/8114853631160362027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2008/05/ok-so-i-didnt-want-that-for-mothers-day.html' title='O.K. So I Didn&apos;t Want That For Mother&apos;s Day!!'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SCpMQGOYl7I/AAAAAAAAAUE/MdutV-9oeyc/s72-c/DSC02717.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-8539055157645334041</id><published>2008-05-11T00:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T00:48:04.259-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry...</title><content type='html'>...if you find bathroom humor offensive, but I have to share.  Tonight we went to eat at Whataburger and of course right about the time our food got to the table Hannah had to use the restroom.  So off we go.  There was a line.  So we waited for our turn and FINALLY got to go in.  Well putting it nicely, the aroma left a lot to be desired and Hannah looks up at me holding her nose with one hand...waving the other in front of her face and says, "eww, she must have been tooting a lot in here!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-8539055157645334041?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/8539055157645334041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=8539055157645334041&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/8539055157645334041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/8539055157645334041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2008/05/sorry.html' title='Sorry...'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-2344574136062825126</id><published>2008-05-06T00:05:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T00:21:31.249-05:00</updated><title type='text'>401</title><content type='html'>I just noticed that this is my 401st post!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SB_p3CBnlHI/AAAAAAAAAT0/Q9xWgKDqdb0/s1600-h/DSC02688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SB_p3CBnlHI/AAAAAAAAAT0/Q9xWgKDqdb0/s320/DSC02688.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197129626654577778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I always knew that Hannah was a girly girl, but today she took her girlyness to a new level.  She now owns her first pair of high heels.  That's what she thinks they are anyway and she wore them all afternoon and evening!  After we bought them at Target, she didn't take them off of her feet even one time in the car.  She always takes her shoes off in the car!  I can't tell you how many times tonight she asked me if I liked her high heels.  I know that this means she loves them because that's exactly what I do when I get something new that I really like.  So here they are...do you like them???  I really do think they are cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SB_p3yBnlII/AAAAAAAAAT8/3BjyGqJfUMM/s1600-h/DSC02689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SB_p3yBnlII/AAAAAAAAAT8/3BjyGqJfUMM/s320/DSC02689.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197129639539479682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tomorrow we are going on a field trip to Krispy Kreme.  I think we actually get to go back into the kitchen and see every thing back there.  Should be fun, but we have to be there at 8:30 AM and it may take us an hour to get there with traffic.  Guess I really should be going to sleep instead of blogging.  Maybe tomorrow I will get some pictures of Krispy Kreme put up here.  Don't hold your breath though...you know me...could be a couple of days!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-2344574136062825126?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/2344574136062825126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=2344574136062825126&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/2344574136062825126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/2344574136062825126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2008/05/401.html' title='401'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SB_p3CBnlHI/AAAAAAAAAT0/Q9xWgKDqdb0/s72-c/DSC02688.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-1006007185376840831</id><published>2008-04-24T00:23:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T00:44:00.575-05:00</updated><title type='text'>That's What You Need, Mommy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SBAZbSBnlGI/AAAAAAAAATs/IO3B4z3atwk/s1600-h/Photo+133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SBAZbSBnlGI/AAAAAAAAATs/IO3B4z3atwk/s400/Photo+133.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192678326843970658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah and I had a lazy day yesterday.  We slept in and didn't get dressed until 5 PM!!  Love those days!  We watched t.v. almost all day long.  Every time a commercial would come on Hannah would tell me, "that's what you need, Mommy!"  So apparently I need some hoodia diet pill, a new swiffer that has a vacuum on it, I need to take Zyrtec allergy pills and I should use Pantene shampoo and conditioner.  Among other things!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-1006007185376840831?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/1006007185376840831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=1006007185376840831&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/1006007185376840831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/1006007185376840831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2008/04/thats-what-you-need-mommy.html' title='That&apos;s What You Need, Mommy!'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SBAZbSBnlGI/AAAAAAAAATs/IO3B4z3atwk/s72-c/Photo+133.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-4227580286070408902</id><published>2008-04-16T23:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T23:15:29.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Recent Pictures</title><content type='html'>Here are some recent pictures of Hannah from when we had a day at the park.  The park we found has a huge jungle gym thing and every time we had passed it in the car Hannah wanted to go there.  We finally had a free afternoon and all three went and spent about two hours there.  Hannah had fun, but it was oh so windy that day.  Anyway...here are the pics.  Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SAbOFf6hzeI/AAAAAAAAATk/3Qw2MJKkyyA/s1600-h/DSC02595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SAbOFf6hzeI/AAAAAAAAATk/3Qw2MJKkyyA/s400/DSC02595.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190062214452727266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SAbOEv6hzcI/AAAAAAAAATU/7Dm8l5Tzw44/s1600-h/DSC02563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SAbOEv6hzcI/AAAAAAAAATU/7Dm8l5Tzw44/s400/DSC02563.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190062201567825346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SAbOFP6hzdI/AAAAAAAAATc/uQV1foG0fvA/s1600-h/DSC02576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SAbOFP6hzdI/AAAAAAAAATc/uQV1foG0fvA/s400/DSC02576.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190062210157759954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So SASSY!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-4227580286070408902?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/4227580286070408902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=4227580286070408902&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/4227580286070408902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/4227580286070408902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2008/04/some-recent-pictures.html' title='Some Recent Pictures'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SAbOFf6hzeI/AAAAAAAAATk/3Qw2MJKkyyA/s72-c/DSC02595.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-4510606692635622120</id><published>2008-04-14T22:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T22:52:23.605-05:00</updated><title type='text'>That went over like a lead balloon!</title><content type='html'>We have since recovered from the nini situation, but I must say that the morning after was not fun.  As soon as Hannah fell asleep that night I took the nini and put it in a new secret place.  I will eventually retrieve it and throw it away so that it isn't found again, but for now I didn't want to have to tell her that I had thrown it away and I'm not real comfortable about lying to her...I'm a horrible liar anyway.  But the next morning Hannah woke up at 7:00 (never happens)!  The first thing she said was, "where is my nini?"  After watching her rifle through the covers for about 5 minutes I told her that I had put it away.  Her response...and I quote, "whaaaaaaaaaaaaa!  I want my nini!!  WHAAAAAAAAA!"  This went on all morning.  She fell back asleep for about an hour at 10 ish, but when she woke back up it started all over.  It probably wasn't until about mid to late afternoon that she recovered.  Never again will that happen.  If we ever have another baby in this house, who knows what we'll do.  The next poor baby may not have a nini because if we give it one, then Hannah will likely steal it!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We haven't been up to much else lately.  Hannah has been swimming in her new pool some, but it is still pretty chilly so her dips never last more than 20 minutes or so.  Eventually I'll catch some pictures of her playing in the water and post them.  Oh and we did plant some tomato and strawberry plants. And Hannah held her very first roly poly bug.  I was surprised that she actually let it crawl on her.  So far the plants are looking good.  I even saw a bloom on one of the tomato plants.  Everyone keeps telling me that the strawberries wont do well.  We haven't had any blooms or strawberries yet except for the ones that were on there when we bought the plants, but the plants are getting bigger.  We'll see.   They were only 80 cents each so I'm not too worried if they don't bloom.  That's about all we've been doing lately.  Maybe life will get more exciting when it warms up a little more.  Now I'm off to do laundry and clean house.  Fun fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SAQmG_6hzbI/AAAAAAAAATM/pjc1u2AIIMQ/s1600-h/DSC02556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SAQmG_6hzbI/AAAAAAAAATM/pjc1u2AIIMQ/s400/DSC02556.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189314572315643314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-4510606692635622120?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/4510606692635622120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=4510606692635622120&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/4510606692635622120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/4510606692635622120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2008/04/that-went-over-like-lead-balloon.html' title='That went over like a lead balloon!'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SAQmG_6hzbI/AAAAAAAAATM/pjc1u2AIIMQ/s72-c/DSC02556.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-746133244786286791</id><published>2008-04-08T23:13:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T23:28:20.006-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is Bad!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R_xE-vcO7BI/AAAAAAAAATE/8Cb0hdmUVcg/s1600-h/DSC02683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R_xE-vcO7BI/AAAAAAAAATE/8Cb0hdmUVcg/s400/DSC02683.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187096715501431826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was watching American Idol tonight when Hannah came into my room with a nini in her mouth.  She had climbed up into the pantry and found it.  I had just thrown it up there one day when I was unpacking boxes and came across it.  I hid it up there because she was in the room with me and I didn't want her to see me with it.  The quickest way to get rid of it was to chunk it up into the pantry.  Don't ask me why I didn't just throw it away.  It had been long since forgotten...until tonight when Hannah climbed up there.  I asked her what she was doing up in the top of the pantry and she said, "I was looking for candy, but I found this instead!"  So I asked her which she would rather have, candy or a nini and her answer...a nini!  Then she said that she was going to look again to see if she could find a green one.  The kind that she LOVED!  I didn't see any point in making the rest of the evening miserable for us so I'm figuring that I'll take it and get rid of it when she goes to sleep.  Although tomorrow when she thinks of it I may have a problem because she also told me that when I hid it again, tomorrow she was going to go look for it.  Great!  Now she's in there on the phone with Maw Maw asking her if she has any green ninis and telling her that she'll have to give them to her when she gets to her house.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to hold out for her forgetting about them while she sleeps...maybe I can convince her that she must have been dreaming!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-746133244786286791?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/746133244786286791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=746133244786286791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/746133244786286791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/746133244786286791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-is-bad.html' title='This Is Bad!'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R_xE-vcO7BI/AAAAAAAAATE/8Cb0hdmUVcg/s72-c/DSC02683.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-7796836857718893678</id><published>2008-03-26T14:20:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T14:24:05.572-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Peek-A-Boo!</title><content type='html'>I was trying to take a nap on Sunday afternoon and this is what Hannah was doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R-qiefcO6_I/AAAAAAAAAS0/AWzOUV8IzLY/s1600-h/DSC02539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R-qiefcO6_I/AAAAAAAAAS0/AWzOUV8IzLY/s400/DSC02539.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182132965962869746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R-qifPcO7AI/AAAAAAAAAS8/0wzzj33-mmc/s1600-h/DSC02541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R-qifPcO7AI/AAAAAAAAAS8/0wzzj33-mmc/s400/DSC02541.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182132978847771650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-7796836857718893678?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/7796836857718893678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=7796836857718893678&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/7796836857718893678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/7796836857718893678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2008/03/peek-boo.html' title='Peek-A-Boo!'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R-qiefcO6_I/AAAAAAAAAS0/AWzOUV8IzLY/s72-c/DSC02539.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-2609118592598588940</id><published>2008-03-25T09:33:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T10:08:05.862-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Clean As A What?</title><content type='html'>"That noise is for the birds!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She eats like a bird!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He's free as a bird!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She can sing like a bird!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess those sayings are why Hannah was brushing her teeth last night and said, "my teeth are going to be clean as a bird!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh...and birds do whistle!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-2609118592598588940?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/2609118592598588940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=2609118592598588940&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/2609118592598588940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/2609118592598588940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2008/03/clean-as-what.html' title='Clean As A What?'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-8115556978991727481</id><published>2008-03-19T22:06:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T22:26:23.759-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Eggs!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R-HWVvcO68I/AAAAAAAAASc/VzjqElLVowM/s1600-h/DSC02437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R-HWVvcO68I/AAAAAAAAASc/VzjqElLVowM/s320/DSC02437.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179656715453262786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, you are in luck.  Three posts in two days!!  Do you feel special??  Tonight we dyed Easter eggs with Hannah.  I asked her this morning if she wanted to do Easter eggs and of course her response was yes.  I should have waited until I was ready to actually put them in the dye.  She didn't want to wait for them to boil...or cool...or 'til after church because we didn't have time to finish them before church and she didn't want to wait until we went to Walmart to get vinegar (because I had none)!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R-HWWPcO69I/AAAAAAAAASk/34sSnoSJjVc/s1600-h/DSC02449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R-HWWPcO69I/AAAAAAAAASk/34sSnoSJjVc/s320/DSC02449.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179656724043197394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She bugged me all day to do them.  And when all of the eggs were colored, she wasn't ready to stop.  She wanted me to boil more!  We did 24 eggs.  Normally I wouldn't have done but 18 at the most...more likely 12, but I had old (not rotten old, just older) eggs that I was ready to get rid of anyway and so I started to do just 18.  Then I got to thinking that some of them always crack so I put 6 more in the pot.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R-HWWfcO6-I/AAAAAAAAASs/4NF0PJSojbI/s1600-h/DSC02441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R-HWWfcO6-I/AAAAAAAAASs/4NF0PJSojbI/s320/DSC02441.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179656728338164706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Would you believe that not one of them cracked while I boiled them?...that never happens.  So I thought...oh good, now if Hannah drops some (likely to happen) I'll have extra.  Would you believe that she only dropped one?? Now we have 23 colored eggs.  I think we may have deviled eggs on Sunday.  Well, it's off to bed for me!  I'm pooped.  Maybe my posting trend will continue...I'm kind of proud of myself!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-8115556978991727481?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/8115556978991727481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=8115556978991727481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/8115556978991727481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/8115556978991727481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2008/03/easter-eggs.html' title='Easter Eggs!!'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R-HWVvcO68I/AAAAAAAAASc/VzjqElLVowM/s72-c/DSC02437.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-5390437847529954911</id><published>2008-03-19T00:09:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T00:11:34.544-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R-CgeXIUY0I/AAAAAAAAASU/MZMqdW2zC54/s1600-h/Photo+78.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R-CgeXIUY0I/AAAAAAAAASU/MZMqdW2zC54/s400/Photo+78.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179316014941496130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-5390437847529954911?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/5390437847529954911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=5390437847529954911&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/5390437847529954911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/5390437847529954911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2008/03/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R-CgeXIUY0I/AAAAAAAAASU/MZMqdW2zC54/s72-c/Photo+78.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-4067500957989887726</id><published>2008-03-18T23:31:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T00:05:35.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lately...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R-CaSnIUYvI/AAAAAAAAARs/7SofM46OAmM/s1600-h/DSC02344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R-CaSnIUYvI/AAAAAAAAARs/7SofM46OAmM/s320/DSC02344.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179309216008266482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We have been super busy lately.  These are some recent pictures of Hannah.  I figured since I haven't posted in a while I was due to put a few on here.  We've been to two weddings in the last two weeks.  I think we drove some 940 miles to and from them plus all of the miles we drove while in both towns.  That is a lot of driving.  But we had a lot of fun.  This picture was actually taken about the first part of February.  It's Hannah with her great uncle Tommy.  They both love peanuts and they were having a little afternoon snack together!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R-CaS3IUYwI/AAAAAAAAAR0/lanFqDtguII/s1600-h/DSC02346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R-CaS3IUYwI/AAAAAAAAAR0/lanFqDtguII/s320/DSC02346.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179309220303233794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture was taken when we got home from our trip home in early February.  I decided that the floor needed mopping and Hannah decided that she would help.  She swiffered while I took pictures.  She insisted that she have her knee pads on while she swiffered because she might fall...and she actually did.  Cowgirl boots don't offer much traction on swiffered linoleum.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R-CaTnIUYxI/AAAAAAAAAR8/NoZTlM6k5Ig/s1600-h/DSC02405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R-CaTnIUYxI/AAAAAAAAAR8/NoZTlM6k5Ig/s320/DSC02405.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179309233188135698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hannah was happy that she got to see Billy at one of the weddings we went to.  And I LOVE this picture of the two of them.  Billy is so cute in this picture!!  Doesn't it make you want to reach into your computer and squeeze him??  Billy, if you get tired of your mom and dad...you can come live with us!!! ;)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R-CaT3IUYyI/AAAAAAAAASE/9kQNjZoRRz0/s1600-h/DSC02429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R-CaT3IUYyI/AAAAAAAAASE/9kQNjZoRRz0/s320/DSC02429.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179309237483103010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These next two pictures are some that I took of Hannah at one of the weddings and I liked them.    And the last one was taken today when we went and saw the Easter Bunny.  Hannah is getting so big.  Maw Maw commented that she looks like she's 6 or 7 in this picture!!!  No more little baby.  Now I have a BIG GIRL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R-CaUXIUYzI/AAAAAAAAASM/xim6PiXt35U/s1600-h/DSC02431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R-CaUXIUYzI/AAAAAAAAASM/xim6PiXt35U/s320/DSC02431.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179309246073037618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R-CXQXIUYuI/AAAAAAAAARk/3oy5TKW2AWE/s1600-h/MyPicture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R-CXQXIUYuI/AAAAAAAAARk/3oy5TKW2AWE/s320/MyPicture.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179305878818677474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-4067500957989887726?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/4067500957989887726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=4067500957989887726&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/4067500957989887726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/4067500957989887726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2008/03/lately.html' title='Lately...'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R-CaSnIUYvI/AAAAAAAAARs/7SofM46OAmM/s72-c/DSC02344.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-8510259128783781244</id><published>2008-02-27T22:46:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T23:29:57.137-06:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Still Here</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R8ZDzwAZ6VI/AAAAAAAAARc/TmDM-PoxHbA/s1600-h/sc008f645c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R8ZDzwAZ6VI/AAAAAAAAARc/TmDM-PoxHbA/s320/sc008f645c.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171895778420582738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We haven't been up to much lately.  Life in a small town is definitely different from the city life that we were used to.  I was sick for a few weeks, but am doing much better now.  Turned out that my kidneys didn't appreciate a new medicine they put me on back in December.  But now that I've been off of it for a few weeks, I'm feeling great.  I was actually feeling much better within days of stopping the drug.  Other than that, trips to Walmart are about as exciting as it gets around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R8ZDzQAZ6UI/AAAAAAAAARU/YO-N__Co_-E/s1600-h/sc008f464c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R8ZDzQAZ6UI/AAAAAAAAARU/YO-N__Co_-E/s320/sc008f464c.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171895769830648130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's why we love it so much when company comes in.  A lot of our friends from home have come to see us.  And we love every second of it.  We just need to hang a calendar up in the foyer of our church at home and let people sign up for a weekend or week at our house and have someone different in each week.  Hannah's best little friend, Billy came to see us last weekend with his mom and dad.  That was fun.  We took the kids out to some people's house that have goats.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R8ZDygAZ6TI/AAAAAAAAARM/zQt3ATFJ2wU/s1600-h/sc008f52ea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R8ZDygAZ6TI/AAAAAAAAARM/zQt3ATFJ2wU/s320/sc008f52ea.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171895756945746226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;All of their female goats were "with kid"!  And most of them had had their babies last weekend.  But we got a surprise while we were there and actually saw one that was just born while we were there and then the mother had another while we were standing there watching!!  It was really pretty neat to watch, but at the same time very gross!  Hannah didn't have much to say about the birth, but she did want to watch.  In the pictures the baby goats almost look like large lop eared rabbits.  When we left we added up all of their goats and they had 37.  They've since had one more and have another that should deliver anytime.  That is a lot of goats!!  After the goat adventure we took Hannah and Billy to the beach and while it was really too cold to get into the water, they had fun playing in the sand.  They also both managed to get pretty wet...and of course very sandy!  I think they had a lot of fun though...and it was Saturday so they were both getting a bath anyway!!  Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-8510259128783781244?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/8510259128783781244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=8510259128783781244&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/8510259128783781244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/8510259128783781244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2008/02/were-still-here.html' title='We&apos;re Still Here'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R8ZDzwAZ6VI/AAAAAAAAARc/TmDM-PoxHbA/s72-c/sc008f645c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-675296190932996836</id><published>2008-01-24T21:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T22:10:51.357-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hook 'Em Horns!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R5lexqMKacI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/3ZNc0-Shvyg/s1600-h/IMG_0229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R5lexqMKacI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/3ZNc0-Shvyg/s320/IMG_0229.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159259055361518018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think it is safe to say that we have arrived...in country terms anyway!!  These pictures were taken a few weeks ago, but I hadn't had a chance to blog about the experience until now.  Hannah got to ride a longhorn.  Can you believe that??  As we were driving up to the people's house who have the "tame" longhorns I kept telling Joey that I didn't know if that was such a great idea.  I had this horrible mental picture of the longhorn taking off into the field with my baby on it.  Well when we got there.  The man that owns the longhorns, just picked her up and put her on it.  So I didn't really have a choice as to whether or not she was going to sit on it.  She just did.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R5lex6MKadI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Jzip7Ak6qLI/s1600-h/IMG_0231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R5lex6MKadI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Jzip7Ak6qLI/s320/IMG_0231.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159259059656485330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I guess I shouldn't really say that she rode on it because all she really did was sit on it, but she was on the longhorn.  That same day Carol Anne got to sit on the longhorn too!!  I have a picture, but I promised her that I wouldn't post it on the internet!  I only accept cash, Carol Anne...no checks or credit cards!!  Don't make me send Mr. Longhorn man up to get a little rough with you!!  Haha!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R5leyaMKaeI/AAAAAAAAARE/oN4cDQ4cUiQ/s1600-h/IMG_0234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R5leyaMKaeI/AAAAAAAAARE/oN4cDQ4cUiQ/s320/IMG_0234.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159259068246419938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-675296190932996836?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/675296190932996836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=675296190932996836&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/675296190932996836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/675296190932996836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2008/01/hook-em-horns.html' title='Hook &apos;Em Horns!'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R5lexqMKacI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/3ZNc0-Shvyg/s72-c/IMG_0229.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-2644677160981096621</id><published>2008-01-21T23:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T00:24:39.415-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Charlotte</title><content type='html'>Well, perhaps you all remember &lt;a href="http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2006/09/jack-frost.html#comments"&gt;Jack Frost &lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is no more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday evening when we got in from church I realized that he was belly up in the bowl.  So after a while I called Hannah over to sit on my lap so that I could tell her.  She took it pretty well.  Only cried for about 15 minutes or so.  Then she was comforted with the idea of getting a new fish.  So tonight we went to Petsmart and purchased Miss Charlotte (Hannah's Sunday School teacher will be thrilled to hear about her namesake) for the low low price of $3.99.  What a deal!  Miss Charlotte should actually be Mr. Charlie or something like that, but we didn't get into that!  We're just going to go with Miss Charlotte.  It was actually pretty sad last night because Hannah said, "oh I am going to miss helping you clean out Jack Frost's bowl!"  But all is well tonight because Miss Charlotte got to watch Hannah take her bath and she has now taken her throne in the middle of Hannah's table where she'll probably stay for the next year and a half or so.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So without further ado, Miss Charlotte...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R5WKuP7-73I/AAAAAAAAAQs/6tyfgU_kfFE/s1600-h/DSC02330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R5WKuP7-73I/AAAAAAAAAQs/6tyfgU_kfFE/s320/DSC02330.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158181475379507058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-2644677160981096621?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/2644677160981096621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=2644677160981096621&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/2644677160981096621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/2644677160981096621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2008/01/miss-charlotte.html' title='Miss Charlotte'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R5WKuP7-73I/AAAAAAAAAQs/6tyfgU_kfFE/s72-c/DSC02330.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-6082741517756169524</id><published>2008-01-10T19:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T23:35:08.763-06:00</updated><title type='text'>MIA</title><content type='html'>We are still here, just have been super busy lately.  Now that the holidays have officially passed, hopefully things will begin to slow down enough that I'll have time to blog again.  I've missed it!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great Christmas and New Year.  Hannah of course got lots of goodies for Christmas.  I'll have to upload some photos soon.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I've blogged last here are some updates on what Hannah has been up to.  Hannah's new favorite song is "Roxann" by the Police.  It's hilarious to hear her sing it when she has earphones on and totally feels uninhibited.  I know, I know the lyrics aren't the best in the world and leave a lot to be desired, but honestly I don't know how she picked up on the song.  It's not like we listen to that all the time.  Included below is a video clip of her singing it for your enjoyment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past week Hannah and I have both had the creepy crud and we found two new doctors here (we hadn't been to one here since we moved here yet).  One of which I'll probably see again when the need arises, the other I will not.  I was not at all impressed with her.  She basically started talking when she walked in the door and didn't stop until she was walking out.  I was barely able to tell her Hannah's symptoms and what I had done so far for her which in her humble (NOT) opinion was the wrong thing.  But don't get me started on that.  I'll make you wish you never started reading this blog!!  Long story short, our search for a new pediatrician continues.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's about all of the news that I can think of to report on for now.  So much has happened over the past month and I'm sure I'll blog more about some of it later, but I hate to bore you with a marathon post on our first day back...not that I haven't already bored you!!  Anyway...enjoy the video below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=9,0,0,0" width="425" height="381"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dropshots.com/dropshots.swf?p=1&amp;u=http://media4.dropshots.com/photos/79253/20080114/231916.flv&amp;l=http://www.dropshots.com/shawnthegreat#date/2008-01-14/23:19:16&amp;d=1" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="sameDomain" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dropshots.com/dropshots.swf?p=1&amp;u=http://media4.dropshots.com/photos/79253/20080114/231916.flv&amp;l=http://www.dropshots.com/shawnthegreat#date/2008-01-14/23:19:16&amp;d=1" wmode="transparent" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="381"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial; font-size:8pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dropshots.com/"&gt;Photo Sharing&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.dropshots.com/"&gt;Video Sharing&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.qualityphotoprints.com/"&gt;Photo Printing&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.qualityphotoprints.com/"&gt;Photo Books&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/Jmx*PTEyMDAzNzUyNTg5MjgmcHQ9MTIwMDM3NTI2MzI1MiZwPTEyNTIxJmQ9Jm49.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-6082741517756169524?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/6082741517756169524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=6082741517756169524&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/6082741517756169524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/6082741517756169524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2008/01/mia.html' title='MIA'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-5717361054745096790</id><published>2007-12-18T23:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T23:41:08.116-06:00</updated><title type='text'>T'was The Week Before Christmas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R2isIFSY6oI/AAAAAAAAAQk/b2PfGyKWFXo/s1600-h/MyPicture_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R2isIFSY6oI/AAAAAAAAAQk/b2PfGyKWFXo/s400/MyPicture_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145551829129030274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and all through our town, I've been shopping like crazy and few things I've found!!  We have been super busy the last few weeks as I am sure you can tell by the lack of blogging on my part!  I've been back home to see doctors twice in as many weeks, then busy with things at church here and now this week trying to finish up Christmas shopping.  Good news from the doctors.  My ejection fraction is up from between 20 &amp; 24% to between 25 &amp; 30%.  This is a good thing, if you don't know much about ejection fractions!  The higher, the better and I'm shooting for 60 to 65% eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Hannah and I went shopping all day long and I don't guess I really care for shopping alone with a 4 year old.  All she wanted to do was go see Santa.  Well that would have been fine, but when we got to the place, Santa was on a break.  He was due back in 30 minutes plus then we would have had to wait for the 12 or so kids that were in front of us.  So I (not Hannah) decided that we would shop some and come back later.  Turns out I should have just waited because when we finally got back, we had to wait for about 60 kids to go first.  I had a million things I needed to be doing and standing in line was not really on my agenda!  Well we waited anyway and we did get a really cute picture of Hannah with Santa.  Before we left the house Hannah decided that she wanted to take Santa a gift so she gathered up some sea shells that she had and put them in a ziplock, asked me to write "To: Santa Claus, From:  Hannah," on it and zip it up.  I have to give Santa credit as this Santa was much nicer than other Santa's we've encountered.  I think he really loved getting the sea shells from Hannah and it was cute to watch her present her gift to him...she was proud of those shells. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we went shopping I decided that since I was alone with Hannah I would take the stroller.  Figuring that she wouldn't want to ride in it, but I knew that if she walked she would be tired before I was done.  Plus a stroller is great for carrying bags at the mall.  Anyway she did ride in the stroller for the most part.  She actually rode in the stroller, on top of the stroller and if she'd thought of it she would have tried riding in the basket I'm sure.  At one point she had her head in the seat part, her bottom on the tray and her legs stretched out in front of her...part of the time spread eagle!  As if it isn't hard enough to maneuver the stroller through the masses of clothes racks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention that I don't care for shopping alone with a 4 year old?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-5717361054745096790?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/5717361054745096790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=5717361054745096790&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/5717361054745096790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/5717361054745096790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2007/12/twas-week-before-christmas.html' title='T&apos;was The Week Before Christmas...'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R2isIFSY6oI/AAAAAAAAAQk/b2PfGyKWFXo/s72-c/MyPicture_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-2350040237866915144</id><published>2007-12-10T23:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T23:58:04.467-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Important Things To Consider...</title><content type='html'>...when buying shoes.  One...can you jump in them?  Two...can you skip in them?  And three...are they so shiny that you can see your face in them?  Atleast those are the things Hannah thinks are important.  I've been looking for new dress shoes for Hannah for a while now and hadn't found any that I like and that fit her right.  We went to Stride Rite and tried a pair on and Hannah loved them.  Not because they were exactly what we were looking for, but because she could see her face in them.  She had already tried jumping and skipping in them, but she was sold when she saw her reflection in the black patent leather.  And she was disappointed when I decided I didn't care for them, but I promised that we would find some shoes that she could see her face in the next day.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...when Hannah takes a show3r.  One...is the water temp. right?  Two...does she have a towel?  And three...when you go to get her out, is she about to throw water on the show3r door?  This morning I got one and two right, but when I went to open the door to tell her to hurry and get out she had a cup of water and she threw it right out onto my pants, feet and the floor!!!  Nice!  She didn't realize that I was opening the door and I didn't realize that she had a cup in there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-2350040237866915144?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/2350040237866915144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=2350040237866915144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/2350040237866915144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/2350040237866915144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2007/12/important-things-to-consider.html' title='Important Things To Consider...'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-4943309254973315969</id><published>2007-12-05T20:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T21:01:52.850-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mean Momma</title><content type='html'>That would be me.  At least that is how I felt the other night when I actually put some of Hannah's toys in the trash can.  All day on Saturday I kept telling her that I needed to vacuum in her room so she needed to put her toys away.  And all day long she found other things to do besides put her toys away.  So Saturday night while she was playing in our room with Joey, I got her bucket and put some of the toys in it and set it on the top of the trash in the can.  Knowing full well that she would get them out when she saw them there.  The rest I actually put away for her, but she got my point when I told her later that it sure was sad that I had to throw her toys away so that I could vacuum.  "Well, where are they," she asked.  "They're in the trash can," I told her.  So she runs over to the trash can and when she saw them, you would have thought that I had ripped each of her limbs off one at a time.  As she sobs she pulls the toys out and puts them away where they belong.  Later that night she said, "I'm never going to have to pick up my toys again!"  "Oh really," I ask, "and why is that?"  She answers, "because when I get something out, I'm gonna put it up when I'm done!"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, she got my point!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night Hannah had a blast with a piece of styrofoam.  I don't know what it is about the stuff, but she loves it.  Any time she finds a piece, it looks like it has snowed on the floor.  She'll tear it up into a million pieces and dance around on it.  Then she leaves it for me to clean up.  Well, no more!!  When she did that last night I told her that if she didn't have it all up by the time I counted to ten, she was getting a spanking.  So I counted 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10.  Just that fast and believe it or not she was done picking it up by the time I got to 10.  Today she did the same thing with a piece of toilet paper.  So what did I do?  I counted to 10 and it worked again!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is the next bunco night???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-4943309254973315969?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/4943309254973315969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=4943309254973315969&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/4943309254973315969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/4943309254973315969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2007/12/mean-momma.html' title='Mean Momma'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-7066987889750548141</id><published>2007-12-02T19:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T19:11:10.736-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R1NXmRKUCEI/AAAAAAAAAQU/iUPVAS-8lkQ/s1600-R/DSC02215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R1NXmRKUCEI/AAAAAAAAAQU/CYdegGPAytA/s400/DSC02215.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139547914713172034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R1NXmxKUCFI/AAAAAAAAAQc/LeftkxElxwk/s1600-R/DSC02229_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R1NXmxKUCFI/AAAAAAAAAQc/lUPXcH1_GWc/s400/DSC02229_2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139547923303106642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much happening around here other than being busy getting ready for Christmas.  Just wanted to share some of the pictures that we took at the church the other day.  These are just a couple of the cutest ones.  I should probably save them for Wordless Wednesday, but I didn't feel like waiting...maybe you'll see them again!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-7066987889750548141?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/7066987889750548141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=7066987889750548141&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/7066987889750548141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/7066987889750548141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2007/12/pictures.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R1NXmRKUCEI/AAAAAAAAAQU/CYdegGPAytA/s72-c/DSC02215.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-1196066571522325288</id><published>2007-11-25T23:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T23:31:17.939-06:00</updated><title type='text'>"What's a trula?"</title><content type='html'>A few weeks ago I bought Hannah a new video about a green bear named&lt;a href="http://www.bozthebear.com/home.asp"&gt; Boz&lt;/a&gt;.  And if you have preschoolers, I highly recommend these videos.  They are great.  Hannah loves them.  The first one that I got her is the Christmas one and I actually happened on them really by accident.  We were in Family Christian Stores and they had the Christmas one playing on a t.v. in the children's section.  Hannah was enthralled with it while we were in the store.  This was fine while I was looking around in the children's department, but created a bit of a problem when I was ready to leave the children's department before the movie was over.  And I know I'm a terrible parent for this, but I told her that I would buy it for her if she would come right then.  So she agreed and I'm glad we got the video.  We have since gone back and bought more...actually the rest...some of which I've put up for Christmas presents for her.  So what does this have to do with a "trula"?  On the Christmas video Boz sings the song The 12 Days of Christmas.  As I'm sure you recall the song says, "my true love gave to me..."  So Hannah was singing last night and this is how the song and the conversation that followed went:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah:  On the 1st day of Christmas my trula gave to me, 69 gooooolllllddddeeeeeeennnn rrrrriiiiinnnngggsss.  On the 3rd day of Chirstmas my trula gave to me...mommy, what is a trula?&lt;br /&gt;Me:  It's true love not trula.&lt;br /&gt;Hannah:  Oh, where is your true love?&lt;br /&gt;Me:  He's across the street at the church getting ready for tomorrow mornings church service.&lt;br /&gt;Hannah:  Oh, where is daddy's trula? (reverting back to what she was familiar with I guess)&lt;br /&gt;Me:  She's right here, I'm daddy's TRUE LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;Hannah:  Oh, I don't know where my trula is, he's somewhere out there and I'm just waiting for him to grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't help but laugh as I told her that it might take a while...a long long while!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-1196066571522325288?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/1196066571522325288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=1196066571522325288&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/1196066571522325288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/1196066571522325288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2007/11/whats-trula_25.html' title='&quot;What&apos;s a trula?&quot;'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-463373879806197441</id><published>2007-11-19T09:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T10:18:00.641-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R0GwqNx9TUI/AAAAAAAAAP0/Pf4SiIlXSdo/s1600-h/DSC02074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R0GwqNx9TUI/AAAAAAAAAP0/Pf4SiIlXSdo/s320/DSC02074.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134579289479269698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not much happening around here.  Here are some pictures that were taken last weekend at a carnival that we went to.  Everytime we pass by a carnival Hannah says, "we need to go to that circus town!"  So we finally just took her.  We had headed out for the evening not really knowing where we would end up and saw the "circus town" on the way so we just decided to stop.  She had a blast of course and didn't want to leave when it was time, but those things are expensive and we were fresh out of money within about 20 minutes.  Of course we stayed longer than that because we had bought wrist bands to ride as much as we wanted, but that blew all but a couple of dollars of the cash we had.  Nice huh?  Oh well, she had fun and we managed to get out of there about the time the drunk creepies started showing up!  As we were walking to the parking lot we saw two pretty good sized groups of creepy people walking up to the carnival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R0Gwptx9TTI/AAAAAAAAAPs/w9LyF1i1Ubo/s1600-h/DSC02119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R0Gwptx9TTI/AAAAAAAAAPs/w9LyF1i1Ubo/s320/DSC02119.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134579280889335090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture was taken in the petting zoo.  The quality of the picture isn't that great...don't know what happened with the flash.  I love this picture though.  She was laughing hysterically because she had just gotten brave enough to let the goat eat out of her hand.  I liked this petting zoo because they had all of the rough animals tied up so they couldn't jump all over you which is what usually happens when she goes in there.  She wont even let Joey put her down while they are in most of them because all the animals do is jump up on her and it freaks her out!  It also gave her a chance to look at the smaller animals without the bigger ones getting in the way.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R0Gwqtx9TVI/AAAAAAAAAP8/ETG57JTQbA0/s1600-h/DSC02091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R0Gwqtx9TVI/AAAAAAAAAP8/ETG57JTQbA0/s320/DSC02091.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134579298069204306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I actually rode the merry go round with her and it didn't make me sick.  They had a crazy house slide at this carnival too and that is what Hannah was eyeballing here.  She had gone on the slide once and wanted to go again...and again and again!  Joey and Hannah went on the slide about 4 times.  I went once, but all that climbing stairs had me winded so I sat out the second, third and fourth time they went!!  Riding the merry go round though, I could handle!  And I did manage to walk up the stairs to the other slide thing they had.  You know the one you ride down on a burlap bag and it has all these bumps that you slide over.  Also the one that you see on funniest home videos where the ladies attempt it wearing a skirt and end up at the bottom with headed down the wrong way with their dress up over their heads!!  I was wearing jeans so I figured even if I did end up at the bottom backwards, I would be covered!!  That's always an important thing to consider when you decide whether or not to slide down a slide!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-463373879806197441?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/463373879806197441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=463373879806197441&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/463373879806197441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/463373879806197441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2007/11/not-much-happening-around-here.html' title=''/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/R0GwqNx9TUI/AAAAAAAAAP0/Pf4SiIlXSdo/s72-c/DSC02074.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-7904220966316112557</id><published>2007-11-15T23:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T23:27:52.591-06:00</updated><title type='text'>No Christmas Presents For Hannah!</title><content type='html'>During the first part of this week, Hannah and I went to Maw Maw's house because Joey had gone to a conference in another city and we didn't want to go with him or stay here by ourselves.  So it was a good excuse to go home for a few days.  I guess I was a little over zealous to get out of the car on the way home because I got a ticket!!!  Nice, huh?  80 in a 70.  I was trying to pass some trucks because I don't really like riding behind them or beside them and there were about 4 staggered on the road ahead of me.  Wouldn't you know it just as I pulled out ahead of them I saw the state trooper coming from the other direction.  I knew I was getting a ticket because as he passed he looked straight at me then he turned around in the median (is that legal, by the way??).  He came up behind me and turned on his lights.  When he pulled in the lane behind me I asked Hannah, "do you have your seat belt on because mommy's going to get a ticket."  I knew she had her seatbelt on, but I didn't want the trooper to startle her when he came up to the car.  Remember what happened the &lt;a href="http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2006/01/daddy-dot-ticket.html#comments"&gt;last time&lt;/a&gt; she encountered a police man at the driver's side window.  So it takes him a minute to get out of the car and all the while I was telling Hannah that I was going to get a ticket.  She kept asking why and was I going to have to give them a lot of money.  As the trooper walked up to my window Hannah asks, "am I gonna get any Christmas presents?"  Now I guess we'll have to tell her something else when she says that she doesn't want to wear her seat belt.  We always tell her that if she doesn't wear it then we will get a ticket and have to spend all of our money on the ticket so she wont get any more toys!  If I had been thinking, I would have rolled her window down and had her say that within earshot of the officer...maybe he would have had some sympathy for her and would have just given me a warning.  Maybe I'll start working with her on that!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-7904220966316112557?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/7904220966316112557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=7904220966316112557&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/7904220966316112557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/7904220966316112557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2007/11/no-christmas-presents-for-hannah.html' title='No Christmas Presents For Hannah!'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-6925207076781833670</id><published>2007-11-09T15:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T16:04:30.911-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One Week Down...</title><content type='html'>...too many to count to go!  But...we have successfully completed Hannah's first week of school.  I must say that I'm glad it's Friday!  I think Hannah is too.  She did really well during her first week, but I could tell that she was ready for a break today.  We did have fun this week though and I think she might have actally learned something.  This week she learned the letter "I" and next week she will begin working on the letter "U".  Don't ask me why they don't go in order of the alphabet.  In working with the letter I, Hannah learned a little bit about the indians as well.  So here is a video of her saying the poem with me that we learned this week.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=9,0,0,0" width="425" height="381"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dropshots.com/dropshots.swf?p=1&amp;u=http://media4.dropshots.com/photos/79253/20071109/202246.flv&amp;l=http://www.dropshots.com/shawnthegreat#date/2007-11-09/20:22:46&amp;d=1" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="sameDomain" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dropshots.com/dropshots.swf?p=1&amp;u=http://media4.dropshots.com/photos/79253/20071109/202246.flv&amp;l=http://www.dropshots.com/shawnthegreat#date/2007-11-09/20:22:46&amp;d=1" wmode="transparent" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="381"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial; font-size:8pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dropshots.com/"&gt;Photo Sharing&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.dropshots.com/"&gt;Video Sharing&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.dropshots.com/"&gt;Share Photos&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.dropshots.com/"&gt;Free Video Hosting&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/Jmx0PTExOTQ2NDU3ODcxMDUmcHQ9MTE5NDY0NTc4ODU4NiZwPTEyNTIxJmQ9Jm49.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-6925207076781833670?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/6925207076781833670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=6925207076781833670&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/6925207076781833670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/6925207076781833670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2007/11/one-week-down.html' title='One Week Down...'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-3939826674499440978</id><published>2007-11-05T23:06:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T00:17:12.493-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Ry_5fsMcO1I/AAAAAAAAAPk/SivTHet4mV0/s1600-h/DSC01995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Ry_5fsMcO1I/AAAAAAAAAPk/SivTHet4mV0/s320/DSC01995.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129592823432887122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well as I said in my previous post we were headed to the beach this afternoon.  We had a blast.  I'm thinking Hannah will sleep well tonight as she played for about 3 1/2 hours.  Running, jumping, playing in the water and playing in the sand.  She and her daddy also found a sand hill to slide down!  Not a very big hill just the one that is up close to the road.  At one time I looked up and Hannah was wiggling down the hill on her tummy!  Needless to say she was covered in sand!!!  She also buried herself in the sand today.  This was a new experience for her which she thoroughly enjoyed!!  I think it should be daddy's turn to be buried in the sand next time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Ry_5d8McO0I/AAAAAAAAAPc/DRyQzbOHFVE/s1600-h/DSC01997_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Ry_5d8McO0I/AAAAAAAAAPc/DRyQzbOHFVE/s320/DSC01997_2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129592793368116034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also fed the birds.  They even love fire cheetos!  Hannah might have enjoyed this the most.  When I get a chance I'll upload some video of her feeding the birds.  If a chip fell to the ground the birds would swoop down real fast to pick it up and usually this meant they were diving straight at Hannah's feet because she throws like her mother and the chips were basically on the ground in front of her.  You should also know that she can scream with the best of them!  She could probably be hired on for a horror show as one of the sound effects!!  She may get her throwing abilities (or lack there of) from me, but she definitely picked up her daddy's screaming abilities!!  Haha!!  Don't tell him I said that!  Every time the birds dove at her feet, she screamed bIoody murd3r!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Ry_5dcMcOzI/AAAAAAAAAPU/yRl7hCoGS-o/s1600-h/DSC01991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Ry_5dcMcOzI/AAAAAAAAAPU/yRl7hCoGS-o/s320/DSC01991.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129592784778181426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today we took burgers and a little grill and had a picnic dinner out there.  This was fun, but would have been more fun had the wind not been blowing soooooo much!!!  The grill worked, but we had to work to make a place for the grill to shelter it from the wind.  We started to put up a tent, but that was pretty much impossible.  We finally gave up.  So we are pretty tired tonight, but we've all showered and are about to head to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;More school tomorrow.  I'll keep you posted on how it goes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-3939826674499440978?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/3939826674499440978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=3939826674499440978&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/3939826674499440978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/3939826674499440978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2007/11/beach.html' title='The Beach'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Ry_5fsMcO1I/AAAAAAAAAPk/SivTHet4mV0/s72-c/DSC01995.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-6442684154006598433</id><published>2007-11-05T11:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T12:20:27.751-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Class Is In Session</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Ry9bJcMcOvI/AAAAAAAAAO0/o4UDM_Gq9is/s1600-h/DSC01984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Ry9bJcMcOvI/AAAAAAAAAO0/o4UDM_Gq9is/s320/DSC01984.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129418718343609074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We started Hannah's home school this morning!  When I told Hannah yesterday that we would be starting school in the morning she informed me that she just couldn't get up early to do school that she needed to sleep late in the morning!  What can I say...she's a child after my own heart!  But we did manage to get up and start school by 10:30!  I'm talking both of us dressed and ready as if we were leaving the house.  So I think we did pretty well.  And seeing that her school only takes an hour each day to do, starting at 10:30 isn't such a bad thing and I figure there is no sense in dragging her out of bed at 7:30 so she can be crying and grumpy during school and for the rest of the day...what would that accomplish?  This picture is of Hannah all dressed for school before we started.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Ry9bKMMcOwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GRJuQrtmdq4/s1600-h/DSC01986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Ry9bKMMcOwI/AAAAAAAAAO8/GRJuQrtmdq4/s320/DSC01986.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129418731228510978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When we first started Hannah was a little fussy and upset.  She had wanted to wear her Mickey Mouse clubhouse ears at school and I wouldn't let her.  Not that her wearing the Mickey Mouse ears was that big of deal, but I want her home school experience to be relatively structured and she wouldn't be allowed to wear Mickey ears at  a regular school so she wont be wearing them at her school either!!  Go ahead...call me a mean teacher.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Ry9bKsMcOxI/AAAAAAAAAPE/qbsWqGJQ-xI/s1600-h/DSC01987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Ry9bKsMcOxI/AAAAAAAAAPE/qbsWqGJQ-xI/s320/DSC01987.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129418739818445586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today we learned about the letter I and we'll be working on that all week.  As the morning went along Hannah's mood improved and she actually seemed to be enjoying school.  We talked about the calendar as well and what day today is.  Also about the weather and what the weather is like today.  When I told Hannah that school was over and she was done for the day, she was upset again.  This time because she wanted to keep doing school.  I think she's convinced that school is suppossed to be about learning how to paint as that is what she keeps telling me that I have to teach her.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Ry9bLMMcOyI/AAAAAAAAAPM/tJ44-PVkl-4/s1600-h/DSC01988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Ry9bLMMcOyI/AAAAAAAAAPM/tJ44-PVkl-4/s320/DSC01988.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129418748408380194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So tomorrow we'll be learning more about the letter I and next week she will actually start writing in her writing book.  Also next week we will begin working on numbers.  As for this afternoon, we are headed to the beach as Hannah's reward for doing so well in school today!  Hopefully she wont come to expect going somewhere really fun after every successful school day!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-6442684154006598433?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/6442684154006598433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=6442684154006598433&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/6442684154006598433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/6442684154006598433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2007/11/class-is-in-session.html' title='Class Is In Session'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Ry9bJcMcOvI/AAAAAAAAAO0/o4UDM_Gq9is/s72-c/DSC01984.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-3658977149216790392</id><published>2007-11-02T11:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T11:33:03.336-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Trunk or Treat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RytPZMMcOsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/6zavTH4j0bw/s1600-h/DSC01947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:left;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RytPZMMcOsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/6zavTH4j0bw/s320/DSC01947.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128279894880172738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are some pictures from the trunk or treat that we had at church Wednesday night.  That is what we did for Halloween.  We did our car in a disco theme and played disco music all evening from the car radio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RytPbcMcOtI/AAAAAAAAAOk/s75uWCTxA2k/s1600-h/DSC01959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:right;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RytPbcMcOtI/AAAAAAAAAOk/s75uWCTxA2k/s320/DSC01959.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128279933534878418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had a terrible time getting Hannah to eat all day and finally made her eat a hot dog before we left to go to the trunk or treat.  Then at the trunk or treat she ate a ton of candy.  I finally had to tell her, "NO MORE CANDY!!"  Reluctantly she stopped eating candy long enough for me to get her to eat some real food.  She had three pieces of chicken and green beans from Popeye's.  I guess she finally decided that she was actually hungry for food.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RytPc8McOuI/AAAAAAAAAOs/wJAI9IzeEcU/s1600-h/DSC01967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RytPc8McOuI/AAAAAAAAAOs/wJAI9IzeEcU/s320/DSC01967.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128279959304682210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Hannah with one of her friends.  They ran and played together the whole time we were there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-3658977149216790392?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/3658977149216790392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=3658977149216790392&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/3658977149216790392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/3658977149216790392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2007/11/trunk-or-treat.html' title='Trunk or Treat'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RytPZMMcOsI/AAAAAAAAAOc/6zavTH4j0bw/s72-c/DSC01947.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-5100906749956769907</id><published>2007-10-26T14:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T14:35:24.713-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What I've Been Doing The Last Few Days!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RyI_xMMcOrI/AAAAAAAAAOU/sZ-qLteYdUc/s1600-h/DSC01937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RyI_xMMcOrI/AAAAAAAAAOU/sZ-qLteYdUc/s400/DSC01937.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125729440220592818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, it's been a busy week or so.  My family came to town last weekend and I have some pictures to post of that, but I'll post them later.  I finally got Hannah's home school stuff ordered and got it in.  So I've been looking over that stuff to get ready.  I know it's late for starting school, but keep in mind that we moved when most were starting.  I also got her a desk.  I looked at all the furniture stores and Target and Walmart, but couldn't find what I was really wanting so I went into a few antique shops this week and found the type of desk that I wanted.  The only thing was that it was solid black.  But I figured I could refinish it without any problem.  So we bought it and brought it home and I set about the daunting task of removing 3 layers of paint.  First black, then a creamy white color and lastly green!!!  Green that was deep in the grain...so deep that some of it is still there!!  But...I did manage to get enough of it off that I was able to just stain and finish it rather than having to paint it.  It's not so bad without the bright flash of the camera.  I think Hannah would have preferred purple or pink, but I was thinking long term and didn't want to have to redo the desk when she grew out of pink and purple!!  Now all we have to do is find a chair that she can sit in and we will officially be able to start her K4 school work!  Hopefully by the middle of next week we will start.  That's my goal anyway.  Other than that we haven't been up to much.  Mimi and Papa will be here this weekend and then next weekend we have some friends coming in.  Good incentives for keeping my house clean!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a couple more pictures of the desk.  I feel so accomplished!!!  I may change my screen name to furniture refinisher extraordinaire!!   In case you were wondering...I'm really proud of Hannah's desk!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RyI_IsMcOpI/AAAAAAAAAOE/dxhOOrEH_8c/s1600-h/DSC01938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RyI_IsMcOpI/AAAAAAAAAOE/dxhOOrEH_8c/s400/DSC01938.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125728744435890834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RyI_KsMcOqI/AAAAAAAAAOM/M27Bpzx0e7E/s1600-h/DSC01939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RyI_KsMcOqI/AAAAAAAAAOM/M27Bpzx0e7E/s400/DSC01939.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125728778795629218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-5100906749956769907?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/5100906749956769907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=5100906749956769907&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/5100906749956769907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/5100906749956769907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-ive-been-doing-last-few-days.html' title='What I&apos;ve Been Doing The Last Few Days!'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RyI_xMMcOrI/AAAAAAAAAOU/sZ-qLteYdUc/s72-c/DSC01937.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-4651239539763285642</id><published>2007-10-17T00:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T00:37:31.634-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday X Four!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RxWfg8e88zI/AAAAAAAAANo/VcNMVPOLSTI/s1600-h/DSC01855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RxWfg8e88zI/AAAAAAAAANo/VcNMVPOLSTI/s400/DSC01855.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122175539544388402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RxWe0Me88wI/AAAAAAAAANQ/1eEW3t5QedE/s1600-h/DSC01865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RxWe0Me88wI/AAAAAAAAANQ/1eEW3t5QedE/s400/DSC01865.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122174770745242370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RxWe0se88xI/AAAAAAAAANY/pIPdMJDVKSs/s1600-h/DSC01874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RxWe0se88xI/AAAAAAAAANY/pIPdMJDVKSs/s400/DSC01874.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122174779335176978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RxWe48e88yI/AAAAAAAAANg/qe3KI9doGGY/s1600-h/DSC01868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RxWe48e88yI/AAAAAAAAANg/qe3KI9doGGY/s400/DSC01868.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122174852349621026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-4651239539763285642?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/4651239539763285642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=4651239539763285642&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/4651239539763285642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/4651239539763285642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2007/10/wordless-wednesday-x-four.html' title='Wordless Wednesday X Four!'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RxWfg8e88zI/AAAAAAAAANo/VcNMVPOLSTI/s72-c/DSC01855.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-1826959313237326407</id><published>2007-10-13T15:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T16:10:33.482-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Buzz Buzz Buzzzzzzz!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RxEuz8e88oI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/r11NQsQmPBQ/s1600-h/DSC01809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RxEuz8e88oI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/r11NQsQmPBQ/s320/DSC01809.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120925721241121410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I finally got around to taking pictures of Hannah in her costume this afternoon.  As you can see she is going to be a bumble bee for Halloween.  When she modeled her costume for Maw Maw, she ran into the room buzzing and flapping her arms.  Then out of nowhere she turned around and wagged her bottom against Maw Maws leg and said, "sting, sting!  I stung you Maw Maw!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RxEwo8e88uI/AAAAAAAAANA/Qx2FzrlczDY/s1600-h/DSC01821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RxEwo8e88uI/AAAAAAAAANA/Qx2FzrlczDY/s320/DSC01821.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120927731285816034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When we went to pick out her costume, the store we went to had a whole section of crazy sunglasses.  Me and Hannah were just looking around at them and she picked up those glasses and said, "I want these glasses, they will go perfect with my bumble bee costume."  And she was right, they look like they were made to go with the costume.  At the time I thought oh well whatever, I don't care if she has the glasses.  I think they were probably $2 and I thought they might entertain her for a while.  But when she got home and put them on with the costume I thought they turned out really cute with it.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RxEu08e88rI/AAAAAAAAAMo/7GV_Tm6FyfE/s1600-h/DSC01847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RxEu08e88rI/AAAAAAAAAMo/7GV_Tm6FyfE/s320/DSC01847.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120925738420990642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this one is my favorite.  Probably because it is so Hannah.  And you can see the stinger that is on her behind!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RxEwoMe88sI/AAAAAAAAAMw/hn-eu6BArqc/s1600-h/DSC01814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RxEwoMe88sI/AAAAAAAAAMw/hn-eu6BArqc/s320/DSC01814.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120927718400914114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-1826959313237326407?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/1826959313237326407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=1826959313237326407&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/1826959313237326407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/1826959313237326407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2007/10/buzz-buzz-buzzzzzzz.html' title='Buzz Buzz Buzzzzzzz!'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RxEuz8e88oI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/r11NQsQmPBQ/s72-c/DSC01809.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-2488458455458810609</id><published>2007-10-12T18:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T18:25:43.760-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Moon Sand...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RxAA8ce88mI/AAAAAAAAAMA/DJP9CPv2lRM/s1600-h/DSC01806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RxAA8ce88mI/AAAAAAAAAMA/DJP9CPv2lRM/s400/DSC01806.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120593814758421090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...just might be one of the greatest inventions ever.  Hannah has been playing quietly with it for almost two hours!!!  Agh!  I don't care if it gets all over the kitchen floor.  It is well worth having to sweep the stuff up for her to play with something like that for sooooo long!!!  And truthfully she has done a pretty good job of keeping it on the table and in the little mat thing that came with it.  I've cleaned the living room and changed the sheets on my bed.  I also played with her some.  &lt;a href="http://www.spinmaster.com/products/moonSand/"&gt;Moon Sand...&lt;/a&gt;is a worth while investment!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-2488458455458810609?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/2488458455458810609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=2488458455458810609&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/2488458455458810609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/2488458455458810609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2007/10/moon-sand.html' title='Moon Sand...'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RxAA8ce88mI/AAAAAAAAAMA/DJP9CPv2lRM/s72-c/DSC01806.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-3084815273832102801</id><published>2007-10-11T12:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T12:35:33.849-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Porch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Rw5eVce88jI/AAAAAAAAALo/KEHlIRQRjvs/s1600-h/DSC01795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Rw5eVce88jI/AAAAAAAAALo/KEHlIRQRjvs/s320/DSC01795.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120133548883112498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When we first moved here someone asked me if we liked sitting on our porch.  At the time I thought it rather funny that people actually still do that (probably more people do it than I realize).  Where we lived before, no one sat on their porches.  In fact most of the homes there have no porches.  They may have decks in their backyard, but as far as I know most people never just sit there.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I actaully sat on the back porch for a little while!  Granted I was watching Hannah play out there, but I did sit on the porch!!!  And I sat there until it really got too hot to sit there anymore.  So here are a few pictures of Hannah playing with the kitty and other things while I sat on the porch!!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Rw5eWMe88kI/AAAAAAAAALw/ibCmBEFNrgk/s1600-h/DSC01797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Rw5eWMe88kI/AAAAAAAAALw/ibCmBEFNrgk/s320/DSC01797.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120133561768014402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Rw5eWce88lI/AAAAAAAAAL4/Sj_mP4GNIog/s1600-h/DSC01791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Rw5eWce88lI/AAAAAAAAAL4/Sj_mP4GNIog/s320/DSC01791.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120133566062981714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-3084815273832102801?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/3084815273832102801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=3084815273832102801&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/3084815273832102801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/3084815273832102801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2007/10/porch.html' title='The Porch'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Rw5eVce88jI/AAAAAAAAALo/KEHlIRQRjvs/s72-c/DSC01795.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-7937101410536860267</id><published>2007-10-05T21:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T21:28:36.022-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Friday!</title><content type='html'>We went to the beach this afternoon.  Partly to wear Hannah out and partly because we've been promising to take her for a while now.  Ever since the last time we went, she has been begging to go back.  The only part she didn't like was leaving!  I was going to post just a few of the pictures I took this afternoon, but I thought y'all might enjoy seeing a slideshow with all of them...well most of them.  I left out the ones with white flab showing!!  Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=9,0,0,0" width="425" height="381"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dropshots.com/dropshots.swf?p=1&amp;u=http://media3.dropshots.com/photos/79253/20071005/210057.flv&amp;l=http://www.dropshots.com/shawnthegreat#date/2007-10-05/21:00:57&amp;d=1" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="sameDomain" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dropshots.com/dropshots.swf?p=1&amp;u=http://media3.dropshots.com/photos/79253/20071005/210057.flv&amp;l=http://www.dropshots.com/shawnthegreat#date/2007-10-05/21:00:57&amp;d=1" wmode="transparent" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="381"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial; font-size:8pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dropshots.com/"&gt;Photo Sharing&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.dropshots.com/"&gt;Video Sharing&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.dropshots.com/"&gt;Share Photos&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.dropshots.com/"&gt;Free Video Hosting&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/Jmx0PTExOTE2Mzc2ODgwOTkmcHQ9MTE5MTYzNzY5NzYyNiZwPTEyNTIxJmQ9Jm49.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-7937101410536860267?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/7937101410536860267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=7937101410536860267&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/7937101410536860267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/7937101410536860267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2007/10/fun-friday.html' title='Fun Friday!'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-4522266042251041581</id><published>2007-10-04T14:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T14:54:21.511-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Bugs &amp; Hannah's New Friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RwVCgse88hI/AAAAAAAAALY/Ihi3_0H8jno/s1600-h/IMG_0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RwVCgse88hI/AAAAAAAAALY/Ihi3_0H8jno/s320/IMG_0032.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117569681040667154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think one of the hardest things to deal with moving to this town has been the alarming amount of bugs that they have here.  And I'm not just talking about the number of bugs, but the bugs here are HUGE!!  I can't stand it.  We finally moved the bug light out of our kitchen window because while it helped with the number of bugs that flew around in our house, they all seemed to migrate in that direction.  This would be fine, but even the ones that can't fly are attracted to the light, but they don't fly up there.  They just crawl around below the light and thus made a mess on the counter and in my sink.  Here is a picture of a spider that Joey saw the other night.  To give you an idea of how big the thing was, that is the toe of his shoe there...size 12's!!  Now mind you, this is by far not the biggest or the ugliest spider we've seen here.  Just the one we happened to get a picture of.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RwVDEMe88iI/AAAAAAAAALg/y44S2QMcTcI/s1600-h/IMG_0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RwVDEMe88iI/AAAAAAAAALg/y44S2QMcTcI/s320/IMG_0036.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117570290926023202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is a picture of Hannah with her new friend Figaro.  She named him after the cat on Pinnochio.  I'm not especially fond of the idea of her having a cat, but this one happened on our doorstep and Hannah claimed it.  We managed to take HIM to the vet today.  They said they thought he was about 6-8 weeks old and that he is a TOM!  Thank goodness, now we don't have to change his name to Figarette.  That would be strange!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, since I posted last I ate dove for the very first time in my life the other night.  And I should add that I ate dove for the very last time in my life as well.  Whether or not it was the dove that made me sick, I don't know.  But that food aversion thing...it really works.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much else happening here.  We live for mailbox checks and Walmart runs.  They are exciting!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-4522266042251041581?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/4522266042251041581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=4522266042251041581&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/4522266042251041581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/4522266042251041581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2007/10/more-bugs-hannahs-new-friend.html' title='More Bugs &amp; Hannah&apos;s New Friend'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RwVCgse88hI/AAAAAAAAALY/Ihi3_0H8jno/s72-c/IMG_0032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-5904010542911894782</id><published>2007-09-29T13:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T13:57:22.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The House</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Rv6buXmFtjI/AAAAAAAAAKw/zxrrW2ueT_M/s1600-h/DSC01749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Rv6buXmFtjI/AAAAAAAAAKw/zxrrW2ueT_M/s320/DSC01749.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115697447649523250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we are finally getting settled in and I have most of the boxes unpacked!  There are still a few left, but I am getting close.  So I thought I would post a few pictures that I've taken.  The first is of our room...or part of it.  Notice Hannah is very comfortable in our bed.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Rv6a_XmFtiI/AAAAAAAAAKo/CchUQeDZQDI/s1600-h/DSC01710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Rv6a_XmFtiI/AAAAAAAAAKo/CchUQeDZQDI/s320/DSC01710.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115696640195671586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next picture is our vanity.  It was hard to get a picture of the whole bathroom, but there is a shower and toilet in there as well.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Rv6cYnmFtkI/AAAAAAAAAK4/Q3Y1gFjSVRU/s1600-h/DSC01732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Rv6cYnmFtkI/AAAAAAAAAK4/Q3Y1gFjSVRU/s320/DSC01732.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115698173498996290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of Hannah's bathroom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Rv6deHmFtlI/AAAAAAAAALA/Nfe9aUWhNE0/s1600-h/DSC01725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Rv6deHmFtlI/AAAAAAAAALA/Nfe9aUWhNE0/s320/DSC01725.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115699367499904594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Rv6denmFtmI/AAAAAAAAALI/m5U5As_oKsw/s1600-h/DSC01729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:center; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Rv6denmFtmI/AAAAAAAAALI/m5U5As_oKsw/s320/DSC01729.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115699376089839202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally looking beyond the mess to the kitchen.  It's not quite done yet, but they are getting close.  I'll post another picture of it when they are completly done.  And hopefully I'll get a few more pictures of the rest of the house up soon.  I just thought I'd give y'all a sneak peak at a few things.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Rv6ec3mFtnI/AAAAAAAAALQ/BkVxfF5QpX8/s1600-h/DSC01736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Rv6ec3mFtnI/AAAAAAAAALQ/BkVxfF5QpX8/s320/DSC01736.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115700445536695922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-5904010542911894782?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/5904010542911894782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=5904010542911894782&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/5904010542911894782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/5904010542911894782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2007/09/house.html' title='The House'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Rv6buXmFtjI/AAAAAAAAAKw/zxrrW2ueT_M/s72-c/DSC01749.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-1235824937401133614</id><published>2007-09-26T00:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T23:40:43.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday -Check out the freakin' BUGS in this town!!  That's Joey's hand next to it!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RvngqHmFtfI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/R5jfwOt1oD0/s1600-h/DSC01717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RvngqHmFtfI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/R5jfwOt1oD0/s400/DSC01717.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114365866053842418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our remedy to the problem:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RvniR3mFtgI/AAAAAAAAAKY/odZ9IDhilB0/s1600-h/DSC01722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RvniR3mFtgI/AAAAAAAAAKY/odZ9IDhilB0/s400/DSC01722.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114367648465270274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my head I hear a voice saying, "if you hang a bug light above your kitchen sink...you might be a redneck!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not so wordless!!  Sorry!  That's the way I roll!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-1235824937401133614?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/1235824937401133614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=1235824937401133614&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/1235824937401133614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/1235824937401133614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2007/09/wordless-wednesday-check-out-freakin.html' title='Wordless Wednesday -Check out the freakin&apos; BUGS in this town!!  That&apos;s Joey&apos;s hand next to it!!'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RvngqHmFtfI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/R5jfwOt1oD0/s72-c/DSC01717.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-342903837835228023</id><published>2007-09-18T09:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T09:53:45.958-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Alive!</title><content type='html'>We are still alive.  Have just been very busy packing and then unpacking!!!  Hannah is handling things like a champ!  I have a few pictures taken of our bedroom, but haven't had a chance to download them yet and the rest of the house is still full of boxes so I'll wait to take pictures of them until you can at least see the room and what it has the potential to look like!  Just thought I'd post a quick note to let everyone know that we are still here and things are going pretty good...just busy!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-342903837835228023?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/342903837835228023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=342903837835228023&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/342903837835228023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/342903837835228023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2007/09/still-alive.html' title='Still Alive!'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-5225599362308779936</id><published>2007-09-12T20:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T20:36:49.662-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pooped!!!</title><content type='html'>We are packed and loaded!  Mostly!  Just leftovers and cleaning left to do now.  Hannah did really well all day considering that we weren't able to really pay her much attention.  She got fed and dressed..I'm not sure if her teeth got brushed today or not, but she did eat.  So once we get in our new house and kind of get things set up, I'll post some pictures so y'all can see.  We're heading out tomorrow so it may be a few days before I get the pics up, but hopefully not too long.  Gotta run!  I'm exhausted and we're headed to Mimi and Papa's for a quick visit before we go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-5225599362308779936?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/5225599362308779936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=5225599362308779936&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/5225599362308779936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/5225599362308779936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2007/09/pooped.html' title='Pooped!!!'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-8172884862598915895</id><published>2007-09-05T01:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T01:32:11.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Rt5M3q_yQgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/rINS83zdm_s/s1600-h/P8190009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Rt5M3q_yQgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/rINS83zdm_s/s400/P8190009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106603546803061250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-8172884862598915895?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/8172884862598915895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=8172884862598915895&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/8172884862598915895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/8172884862598915895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2007/09/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Rt5M3q_yQgI/AAAAAAAAAKI/rINS83zdm_s/s72-c/P8190009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-1485633286175766941</id><published>2007-09-05T01:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T01:13:30.377-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Look!</title><content type='html'>We've been featured on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://lacedwithgrace.com/?page_id=49" &gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://lacedwithgrace.com/wp-content/Uploaded%20Images/LWGBlogroll.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't guess we've ever been a featured blog!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-1485633286175766941?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/1485633286175766941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=1485633286175766941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/1485633286175766941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/1485633286175766941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2007/09/look.html' title='Look!'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-5838489088866883878</id><published>2007-09-04T14:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T14:39:17.625-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored!!</title><content type='html'>It's pretty bad when your 4 year old tells you that it's boring staying at home all day!  Even with the millions of toys that she has, she is still having a hard time entertaining herself here at the house!!  We haven't done much lately.  The last few days I've been packing!  That's right.  If you haven't heard we are moving!  Joey got a pastorate at a church somewhere in Texas (you didn't really think I'd say where in Texas did you?).  We'll be heading out in just over a week and I'm not anywhere near where I need to be in the packing process!  And let me just say for the record...I hate packing!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah has taken the news really well.  We have tried to keep things on a positive note talking about all the new friends she'll make and how she's going to like her new Sunday School class and church rather than talking about how we'll miss everyone here.  She does have her moments though where I think she thinks...wait, I'm going to miss my grandparents and all my friends here.  She's even said a time or two that she's going to just stay home here with Maw Maw when momma and daddy move!   Somehow I don't think that is going to work out so well.  I don't have a problem with Maw Maw, but I need Hannah!  That's when I break out the speech about how "we're going to take plenty of trips back home to see our family and friends here and they are all going to come for a visit where we are going to live!"  Which usually helps.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so hopefully we'll survive the move and if posts are even more sporatic than usual...hang in there, we'll get into a better routine soon!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-5838489088866883878?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/5838489088866883878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=5838489088866883878&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/5838489088866883878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/5838489088866883878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2007/09/bored.html' title='Bored!!'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-7992706751167200678</id><published>2007-08-31T11:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T11:06:52.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Put On A Smile</title><content type='html'>Conversation that took place between Hannah and me while she got dressed this morning.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah:  I want to wear my shorts.&lt;br /&gt;Me:  O.k., how about this shirt to go with them?&lt;br /&gt;Hannah:  Oh! O.k., and I have other pants that go with that shirt!&lt;br /&gt;Me: O.k.  Do you want to wear &lt;i&gt;them&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Hannah:  Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I pull the pants that go with the shirt out and she begins to put them on.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah:  These pants are so tute!  When everyone sees me, they're going to put on a smile at me 'tause I'm so tute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think she's probably right!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-7992706751167200678?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/7992706751167200678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=7992706751167200678&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/7992706751167200678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/7992706751167200678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2007/08/put-on-smile.html' title='Put On A Smile'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-5119361408287655186</id><published>2007-08-29T00:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T23:05:48.751-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday-Early Morning Gardening!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RtTwW6_yQfI/AAAAAAAAAKA/-Oc_9Ciw0og/s1600-h/P4150009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RtTwW6_yQfI/AAAAAAAAAKA/-Oc_9Ciw0og/s400/P4150009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103968554302194162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View more Wordless Wednesdays &lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.wordlesswednesday.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-5119361408287655186?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/5119361408287655186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=5119361408287655186&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/5119361408287655186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/5119361408287655186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2007/08/wordless-wednesday-early-morning.html' title='Wordless Wednesday-Early Morning Gardening!'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RtTwW6_yQfI/AAAAAAAAAKA/-Oc_9Ciw0og/s72-c/P4150009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-8666420779142910074</id><published>2007-08-28T22:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T23:01:05.137-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is What Happens When...</title><content type='html'>...you are paranoid about germs in public places and you insist on lining the potty in public restrooms before your child sits on it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RtTvI6_yQeI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/vB1Lc-DzglU/s1600-h/DSC01709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RtTvI6_yQeI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/vB1Lc-DzglU/s400/DSC01709.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103967214272397794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah lined our potty with wipes before she used it this evening...then she left them there and this is what I happened upon when I went to the restroom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-8666420779142910074?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/8666420779142910074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=8666420779142910074&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/8666420779142910074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/8666420779142910074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2007/08/this-is-what-happens-when.html' title='This Is What Happens When...'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RtTvI6_yQeI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/vB1Lc-DzglU/s72-c/DSC01709.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-8941766607551818242</id><published>2007-08-27T22:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T22:23:28.479-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Trip To The Beach</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RtOTl6_yQaI/AAAAAAAAAJY/5STyJlZrIoQ/s1600-h/DSC01682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RtOTl6_yQaI/AAAAAAAAAJY/5STyJlZrIoQ/s400/DSC01682.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103585082442138018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This weekend Hannah went on her first trip to the beach.  The beaches in Texas are nasty so these aren't the prettiest pictures of the water, but Hannah enjoyed it.  I think the seaweed stuff kind of creeped her out though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RtOTpa_yQbI/AAAAAAAAAJg/L9blWIGpUAA/s1600-h/DSC01686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RtOTpa_yQbI/AAAAAAAAAJg/L9blWIGpUAA/s400/DSC01686.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103585142571680178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then she got dizzy when the water went back out towards the ocean and thought she was going backwards, but really it was the water going forward.  Once she tried keeping her balance, but lost it and ended up just sitting down in the water.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RtOTs6_yQdI/AAAAAAAAAJw/hTHKDqr7gUg/s1600-h/DSC01704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RtOTs6_yQdI/AAAAAAAAAJw/hTHKDqr7gUg/s400/DSC01704.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103585202701222354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were really just driving by the beach, but decided to go ahead and stop so she could get out and look around.  So she wasn't appropriately dressed for the beach.  Which was nice when she actually sat in the water!  I had hoped that we would have been able to get away from there without getting drenched, but apparently that's not possible!  Oh well, she liked it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RtOTr6_yQcI/AAAAAAAAAJo/xAZVqAqBiGc/s1600-h/DSC01692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RtOTr6_yQcI/AAAAAAAAAJo/xAZVqAqBiGc/s400/DSC01692.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103585185521353154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She kept asking when we were going back to the beach.  She's ready to go and spend the day.  So I'm sure we'll go back again soon...only this time we'll go prepared to get wet and spend the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-8941766607551818242?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/8941766607551818242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=8941766607551818242&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/8941766607551818242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/8941766607551818242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2007/08/first-trip-to-beach.html' title='First Trip To The Beach'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RtOTl6_yQaI/AAAAAAAAAJY/5STyJlZrIoQ/s72-c/DSC01682.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-3697946470397379389</id><published>2007-08-22T01:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T10:03:46.368-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Rsvbv6_yQZI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/lTJ4cQUT4b0/s1600-h/DSC01673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Rsvbv6_yQZI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/lTJ4cQUT4b0/s400/DSC01673.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101412619264344466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View more Wordless Wednesdays &lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.wordlesswednesday.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/wordless+wednesday" rel="tag"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;vertical-align:middle;margin-left:.4em" src="http://static.technorati.com/static/img/pub/icon-utag-16x13.png?tag=wordless+wednesday" alt=" " /&gt;wordless wednesday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-3697946470397379389?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/3697946470397379389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=3697946470397379389&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/3697946470397379389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/3697946470397379389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2007/08/wordless-wednesday_22.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Rsvbv6_yQZI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/lTJ4cQUT4b0/s72-c/DSC01673.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-4912129485529240275</id><published>2007-08-20T23:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T00:09:56.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'>When I Grow Up...</title><content type='html'>Hannah has for a while now been telling us various things that she plans to be when she grows up.  A ballet teacher, a doctor, a fire girl (one who puts out fires) etc.  She also tells me from time to time to remind her when she grows up that she is going to be this or that.  "Because I might reget (forget)!"  So I tell her that of course I will remind her that she wants to be a doctor.  Not that when the time comes to make a career choice she will be inclined to listen to me.  I'm sure at that point I will be the dorky mom that doesn't have a clue about life!  But none the less, I will remind her of all the things she wants to be when she grows up...less the fire girl.  As noble a career that is, I don't guess I care for the idea of her going into a burning anything.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other night we were in the car and Hannah was going through the list of things once again that she wanted to be when she grows up.  She mentioned a ballet teacher, a teacher and a doctor.  Then she said, "oh and I might be a jelly bean maker too!"  How funny is that?  A jelly bean maker!  She must have had a sweet tooth that night!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-4912129485529240275?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/4912129485529240275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=4912129485529240275&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/4912129485529240275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/4912129485529240275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2007/08/when-i-grow-up.html' title='When I Grow Up...'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-7585605913340123753</id><published>2007-08-17T12:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T12:45:18.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Going To Go Eat Worms!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RsXeJa_yQXI/AAAAAAAAAJA/NqG1u7l1XxA/s1600-h/DSC01664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:left;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RsXeJa_yQXI/AAAAAAAAAJA/NqG1u7l1XxA/s400/DSC01664.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099726406514000242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RsXeKa_yQYI/AAAAAAAAAJI/qPAG1qBJzMI/s1600-h/DSC01665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:right;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RsXeKa_yQYI/AAAAAAAAAJI/qPAG1qBJzMI/s400/DSC01665.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099726423693869442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Hannah's mad face!  The other night the electricity went out here for about an hour and a half.  We didn't have anything to do so we were just playing around with the camera and sitting at the kitchen table while Hannah ate an apple.  I was trying to take her picture and she was being silly and then she made her mad face.  She was playing here, but she has made this face when she was not kidding around...minus the little smirk!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-7585605913340123753?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/7585605913340123753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=7585605913340123753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/7585605913340123753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/7585605913340123753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-going-to-go-eat-worms.html' title='I&apos;m Going To Go Eat Worms!'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RsXeJa_yQXI/AAAAAAAAAJA/NqG1u7l1XxA/s72-c/DSC01664.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-6959103114036791388</id><published>2007-08-13T00:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T00:21:08.008-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Scrum-dum-delicious!</title><content type='html'>That is what Hannah says now about foods that she thinks will taste good.  "Uhhmmmm, that's gonna be scrum-dum-delicious!"  I think I may have said something to her once about something being scrum-diddle-ee-umpcious, but she insists that things are scrum-dum-delicious!  It's so cute to hear her say it too.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we went to lunch with some people after church and someone told Hannah that she sure was a pretty little girl.  They then asked her who did that...made her so pretty.  Her response?  "Uhm, mommy did!"  Isn't she adorable!?!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-6959103114036791388?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/6959103114036791388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=6959103114036791388&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/6959103114036791388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/6959103114036791388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2007/08/scrum-dum-delicious.html' title='Scrum-dum-delicious!'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-5493789917318107159</id><published>2007-08-08T16:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T16:50:58.781-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh The Boring Lives We Lead...</title><content type='html'>Well, it is quite apparent by my lack of blogging that we lead very boring lives.  We really haven't been up to much the last few weeks.  The rain here has all but stopped and it is very hot so we don't get out much.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah said something that we thought was funny the other day.  She told our cousin, Amber that she needed to make a diarama.  A diarama?  Where on earth did she get that idea?  That was when we remembered that she had recently watched an episode of Clifford The Big Red Dog where they made diaramas for school.  Now she has had this idea of making a diarama in her head ever since.  So the day before yesterday I sat down with a shoe box, glue and other assorted craft supplies and we made a diarama.  I don't know many 4 year olds that know what a diarama is...in fact I probably would have wondered what she was talking about had I not seen the Clifford show that that was on.  I remember making them in elementary school, but don't know that I would have remembered what they were called.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-5493789917318107159?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/5493789917318107159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=5493789917318107159&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/5493789917318107159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/5493789917318107159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2007/08/oh-boring-lives-we-lead.html' title='Oh The Boring Lives We Lead...'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-2660792717301763778</id><published>2007-08-02T15:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T16:01:39.977-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This Game Is Ridiculously Addicting!!</title><content type='html'>Click the picture below and see what you think!!  Hannah even likes it.  She watches me play and cheers me on saying, "ooo, good one Mom!"  I don't know why she's started calling us mom and dad lately!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.addictinggames.com/pacxon.html" &gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RrJEOPoIBGI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Dz1yrVY4Kl0/s400/3164.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094209140013139042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-2660792717301763778?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/2660792717301763778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=2660792717301763778&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/2660792717301763778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/2660792717301763778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2007/08/this-game-is-ridiculously-addicting.html' title='This Game Is Ridiculously Addicting!!'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RrJEOPoIBGI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Dz1yrVY4Kl0/s72-c/3164.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-6584973015691824460</id><published>2007-08-01T00:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T00:18:06.609-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RrAU-_oIBFI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Kbq5C3yGSkk/s1600-h/DSC01622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RrAU-_oIBFI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Kbq5C3yGSkk/s400/DSC01622.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093594251020207186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is bad.  I've so neglected blogging.  It's two Wordless Wednesdays in a row!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wordlesswednesday.com"&gt;Wordless Wednesday Headquarters&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View more Wordless Wednesdays &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/wordless+wednesday" rel="tag"&gt; here&lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/2057/ww-pudding-fight/"&gt; here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-6584973015691824460?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/6584973015691824460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=6584973015691824460&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/6584973015691824460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/6584973015691824460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2007/08/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RrAU-_oIBFI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Kbq5C3yGSkk/s72-c/DSC01622.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-1868066781194733367</id><published>2007-07-25T10:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T10:18:12.220-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Rqdpr_oIBEI/AAAAAAAAAIo/Mprh5zneMRo/s1600-h/P4140005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Rqdpr_oIBEI/AAAAAAAAAIo/Mprh5zneMRo/s400/P4140005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091154108300657730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-1868066781194733367?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/1868066781194733367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=1868066781194733367&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/1868066781194733367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/1868066781194733367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2007/07/wordless-wednesday_25.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Rqdpr_oIBEI/AAAAAAAAAIo/Mprh5zneMRo/s72-c/P4140005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-8890948073923720002</id><published>2007-07-23T23:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T23:33:02.215-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shhhh!!</title><content type='html'>Hannah is actually asleep.  She went to sleep at about 10 til 10!  This is great because she has had her days and nights sooo mixed up since she was sick.  I kind of let her sleep whenever while she was sick because I felt like the rest would do her good, but it really messed up her routine and she has been going to bed between 2 and 4 AM.  I am a night owl, but I need Hannah to go to bed earlier than that!!  I'm hoping that she gets a little straightened out tonight.  I am also hoping that the extra sleep she gets tonight will help her in the area of her independence assertion that she has been going through the last week or so.  I think she has just been trying out her 4 year old wings, if I may.  But she has been a ring tailed tooter the last few days.  Last night we went to dinner with friends and ended up in the restroom before we left.  After I took her into the restroom and helped her to understand that she is not as independent as she would like to think she is, she informed me that she was going out of the restroom with her dress pulled up over her head.  "No you will go out there like a normal person and you will put your dress down like it is suppossed to go," I told her.  She then put her dress down and bent over with her face down to her lap and said, "then I'm going out like this!"  "No, you will stand up straight and go out with your dress down, like a normal person would," I said.  So she crosses her arms across her chest and sticks her bottom lip out and says, "then I'm going out like this!"  So here's hoping that she stays asleep all night and wakes up feeling like the angel that I know she can be!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-8890948073923720002?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/8890948073923720002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=8890948073923720002&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/8890948073923720002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/8890948073923720002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2007/07/shhhh.html' title='Shhhh!!'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-1909263302002514447</id><published>2007-07-20T18:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T18:51:27.115-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Somewhat better...</title><content type='html'>Hannah is doing better.  Her throat culture came back negative for strep...yay!  I hear strep throat is pretty painful and also once you get it, you seem to keep getting it forever!  So I'm very glad she doesn't have strep!  Her fever broke the night before last, but she is still a little croopy (sp????).  So we'll finish out the antibiotics (that I decided to go ahead with because her fever was up for two days...I can't take it) and keep up with the breathing treatments until the crud is gone!  Fun fun!  Other than that we have done absolutely nothing for the past three days.  I think Hannah is about to go stir crazy.  Hopefully we'll get out this weekend even though she is still coughing.  So that's all for now.  Hannah is sleeping right now...probably not a good thing at 7 PM, so I think I'll go encourage her to get up!!  I'd like some sleep tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-1909263302002514447?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/1909263302002514447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=1909263302002514447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/1909263302002514447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/1909263302002514447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2007/07/somewhat-better.html' title='Somewhat better...'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-8340830890625567145</id><published>2007-07-18T01:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T01:29:42.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Rp2zUbS-4tI/AAAAAAAAAIY/29GqExffW_4/s1600-h/P1160007ed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Rp2zUbS-4tI/AAAAAAAAAIY/29GqExffW_4/s400/P1160007ed.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088420317504660178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-8340830890625567145?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/8340830890625567145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=8340830890625567145&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/8340830890625567145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/8340830890625567145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2007/07/wordless-wednesday_5689.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Rp2zUbS-4tI/AAAAAAAAAIY/29GqExffW_4/s72-c/P1160007ed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-7188794814654273096</id><published>2007-07-17T23:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T01:23:25.676-05:00</updated><title type='text'>101.2</title><content type='html'>That was the high for today!!  Hannah went to bed last night in the usual manner...jumping on the bed and flopping around to ward off the sleepies.  This morning however I woke up to a hot baby.  100.8 under the arm this morning.  So I got up gave her tylenol and called the doctor.  I made an appointment for 1:15 with the physician's assistant because of course the doctor is out of the office for the next two days!  So they said that she probably just has a virus...could be strep, but she doubted it.  She gagged Hannah with a q-tip and sent us on our way in less than 15 minutes with a prescription for antibiotics incase the strep test comes back ++ or she doesn't show improvement in the next day or so.  Hopefully she'll be better though before we have to go there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we were done at the doctor, we stopped at Walgreens for a prize...q-tip down the throat of a 4 year old isn't the most pleasant thing.  Hannah informed us that she wanted a popsicle, lollipop, pez dispenser with candy and a sucker to go with all of that!  So what was I to do...I'm sure someone will argue that one day I'll regret it, but we got her what she wanted today!  She &lt;i&gt;did&lt;/i&gt; have a rough day.  As we were checking out at the doctor's office, Joey went to put her up on his shoulders and bonked her head on the ceiling!  That with the fever and after the q-tip thing made for a horrible, terrible, no good, very bad day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-7188794814654273096?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/7188794814654273096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=7188794814654273096&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/7188794814654273096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/7188794814654273096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2007/07/1012.html' title='101.2'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-5590132611275549805</id><published>2007-07-14T00:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T00:27:08.080-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yakety Yak</title><content type='html'>Lately Hannah has taken to talking back to me.  Not in the sense that she is being disrespectful so much as that she is really just arguing with me.  I say something like, "Hannah, pick up those toys."  To which she'll respond, "well...I'm just 4 years old and 4 years old can't do that!"  So I tell her, "you are 4 years old and 4 year olds are big girls and they pick up their toys."  She responds something along the line of, "well, I'm just tired and I can't pick that up!"  Etc.  This may go back and forth a time or two.  Until I decide...I'm done arguing with her.  I'm bigger and she will be picking up her toys if I have to hold her hand and physically make her hands pick them up.  Tonight we were in the car and I told Hannah to do something and she began with her usual, "well..."  So I told her in my sternest mommy voice, "I'm not arguing with you.  Do not say 'well' again.  I do not want to hear that word again...ever"  So she stops and thinks for a minute and says, "but..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, I give up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point wasn't that I didn't want her to say "well", I didn't want her to argue with me and give me all the reasons why she couldn't do what I asked her to do.  They are so literal!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-5590132611275549805?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/5590132611275549805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=5590132611275549805&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/5590132611275549805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/5590132611275549805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2007/07/yackety-yak.html' title='Yakety Yak'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-527923166395941656</id><published>2007-07-11T00:24:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T00:25:01.319-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RpRplByjE8I/AAAAAAAAAIE/axWZM35Btks/s1600-h/P4160002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RpRplByjE8I/AAAAAAAAAIE/axWZM35Btks/s400/P4160002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085805964064658370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-527923166395941656?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/527923166395941656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=527923166395941656&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/527923166395941656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/527923166395941656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2007/07/wordless-wednesday_11.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RpRplByjE8I/AAAAAAAAAIE/axWZM35Btks/s72-c/P4160002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-7118878081248106709</id><published>2007-07-09T23:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T00:23:14.349-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Aaarrrggghh!...in my best pirate voice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RpMR5xyjE7I/AAAAAAAAAH8/M_JFfnicJyY/s1600-h/z_05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RpMR5xyjE7I/AAAAAAAAAH8/M_JFfnicJyY/s320/z_05.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085428088546988978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pictured above is my doctor and her husband.  Now this is a new doctor and I went in for my first visit today.  The doctor is the lady and her husband...also a doctor works in the same practice.  We got to my appointment on time (amazing, yes!) and sat down in the waiting room while we waited to be called back.  This took no time at all, but they just called me back the first time to take my vitals and collect my co-pay.  While standing at the counter to pay my co-pay, Hannah looks into an office where the doctor's husband is sitting at a desk and when she sees him she said (in her very loud 4 year old voice), "haha, that man is a pirate!"  "Hannah, shhhhhhh," was my immediate response!  Then I leaned over to her and told her not to stare and that we would talk about why he looks like that later.  Thankfully about that time my debit card went through and we were ushered back to the waiting room to wait for an empty room.  So the empty room opened up, I saw the physician's assistant (new doctor doesn't see new patients on the first visit) and then we were sent to a back room to wait for them to do an ultrasound on my thyroid.  When we arrived at the back room that was set up with a table and ultrasound machine we were told to wait there and Dr. PIRATE would be right in to do the ultrasound.  Oh great!  It would be Dr. Pirate that does the ultrasounds.  So I quickly looked at Hannah and began explaining to her that the man that looked like a pirate would be in shortly, but that he wasn't really a pirate.  To which she says, "oh, but he looks like a pirate."  I told her again, "he looks like a pirate, but he is indeed NOT a pirate."  And then she tells me, "well, he looks like a pirate so I call him a pirate!"  Lovely!  "O.k. fine, you can call him a pirate, but don't say the word pirate while he is in here."  So she did as I asked and didn't mention pirates at all while he was in there.  She was however giving him the once over the entire time he was in there.  While Dr. Pirate was in he kept commenting on how well behaved she was (I didn't have the heart to tell him that she was probably scared to misbehave as she thought he was a pirate and if he didn't like something she did, she'd have to walk the plank).  She of course could hear what he was saying about how she was a good girl and when he left she looked me straight in the eye and said, "he's a nice pirate!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-7118878081248106709?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/7118878081248106709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=7118878081248106709&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/7118878081248106709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/7118878081248106709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2007/07/aaarrrggghhin-my-best-pirate-voice.html' title='Aaarrrggghh!...in my best pirate voice'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RpMR5xyjE7I/AAAAAAAAAH8/M_JFfnicJyY/s72-c/z_05.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-3628804596291421693</id><published>2007-07-04T22:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T23:04:48.817-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Not So Exciting Fireworks...</title><content type='html'>Probably a year and a half ago we went and bought fireworks that have sat in a corner in the office ever since.  I'm not sure why we never popped them, but a couple of weeks ago I decided that I was tired of seeing them in the corner and moving them over when they blocked my way to something else in the corner.  I pulled them out and put them in the living room so that we would be sure and remember to make our way outside on July 4th to pop them.  Today Hannah decided to call Mimi and Papa to see if they would come over and do fireworks with us...so for some unknown reason we went to the fireworks stand and got more fireworks!  About 5 pops into the show on our street, Hannah decided that this wasn't as fun as she had thought I would be and she was ready to go in!  Lovely...so now I have more fireworks than I started with a year and a half ago that will probably sit in the corner of the office once again for another couple of years.  I think she was a little disturbed by how loud they were...and I must say that they have gotten considerably louder than I recall them being when I was younger!  Prettier, yes...but also louder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Here are Hannah's thoughts on the subject of fireworks... &lt;/center&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RoxtChyjE6I/AAAAAAAAAH0/Np1rNec-p68/s1600-h/DSC01635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RoxtChyjE6I/AAAAAAAAAH0/Np1rNec-p68/s400/DSC01635.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083557969591997346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;She'd rather go inside and have her sno cone!&lt;br /&gt;Happy 4th of July anyway!!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-3628804596291421693?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/3628804596291421693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=3628804596291421693&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/3628804596291421693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/3628804596291421693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2007/07/not-so-exciting-fireworks.html' title='Not So Exciting Fireworks...'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RoxtChyjE6I/AAAAAAAAAH0/Np1rNec-p68/s72-c/DSC01635.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-3732132747850722311</id><published>2007-07-04T00:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T00:59:16.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Ros3JhyjE5I/AAAAAAAAAHs/CI_2fOdosXk/s1600-h/P8190009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Ros3JhyjE5I/AAAAAAAAAHs/CI_2fOdosXk/s400/P8190009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083217241246471058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-3732132747850722311?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/3732132747850722311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=3732132747850722311&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/3732132747850722311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/3732132747850722311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2007/07/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Ros3JhyjE5I/AAAAAAAAAHs/CI_2fOdosXk/s72-c/P8190009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-8769356133909254840</id><published>2007-07-02T02:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T03:54:05.661-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th Birthday, Hannah!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RoiplhyjE0I/AAAAAAAAAHE/pCEfBxLMKJA/s1600-h/1st+Baby+Pic_2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RoiplhyjE0I/AAAAAAAAAHE/pCEfBxLMKJA/s320/1st+Baby+Pic_2.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082498641678242626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Hannah's very first baby pic.  If you click the picture, you will see the two little x's that indicate where her little sac was.  At this point we hadn't seen or felt Hannah.  We didn't even know if she was a boy or a girl, but we knew that the person pictured between those two little x's was was someone that we now couldn't live without!     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RoirAByjE4I/AAAAAAAAAHk/0S0CdVp2_iw/s1600-h/P7020062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RoirAByjE4I/AAAAAAAAAHk/0S0CdVp2_iw/s320/P7020062.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082500196456403842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This time 4 years ago, I was laying awake in a hospital bed watching whatever was on the hospital t.v. and wishing that 6 AM would hurry up and get here so they could start my drip and we could get the show on the road!  6 o'clock came and went and 3 hours 23 minutes later Hannah was here.  Life has not been the same since!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RoiplxyjE1I/AAAAAAAAAHM/EViP8jGfGTo/s1600-h/P7020015-15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RoiplxyjE1I/AAAAAAAAAHM/EViP8jGfGTo/s320/P7020015-15.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082498645973209938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In one year, Hannah grew from 5 lbs., 2 oz. to 18 lbs., 12 3/4 oz.  She went from being 18 3/4 inches long to 29 1/2 inches long.  She had her picture taken over 1500 times.  She learned to crawl and was sitting up on her own.  She'd been sleeping through the night for 10 months now.  She had taken water babies and been on an airplane four times.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RoiplxyjE2I/AAAAAAAAAHU/5lJj2kNJRoc/s1600-h/P7020009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RoiplxyjE2I/AAAAAAAAAHU/5lJj2kNJRoc/s320/P7020009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082498645973209954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At two, Hannah had a vocabulary of more words than I could count and the list of words she could say was growing by the day.  We learned quickly that we should mind our words when she was around.  She was walking and running (though running very much like a girly girl!).  She knew that the Bible told her that God loves Hannah and she had finally gotten a few curly blonde locks.       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RoiplxyjE3I/AAAAAAAAAHc/kDnmTHhBHUE/s1600-h/P7060006ed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RoiplxyjE3I/AAAAAAAAAHc/kDnmTHhBHUE/s320/P7060006ed.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082498645973209970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Hannah's third birthday, she thought the 4th of July celebration held at church was a party in her honor...since it was on her birthday!  She now had enough hair to get a clippie bow and dog ears in.  She knew were Toy's R Us and Chipotle were...pointed them out as we drove by.  She was potty trained.  She spoke in full sentences and knew several songs.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now at 4, she no longer takes a nini.  She talks like there is no tomorrow and her favorite place to be is at church.  She's had a dance recital, she puts her face in the water in the pool and helps me cook things.  She weighs just over 30 lbs and is more than half my height!!  I'm sure she'll be taller than me in just a few short years!!  She plays on the computer and knows how to get to &lt;a href="www.pbskids.org"&gt;pbskids.org&lt;/a&gt; and the &lt;a href="http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com"&gt; blog&lt;/a&gt; online!  Not to worry, she only has access to a few websites!  She has a sense of humor and thinks knock knock jokes are funny...even if she doesn't completely grasp the joke, she gets the concept of jokes.  She wants to be a fire girl (that puts out fire) and a doctor when she grows up.  The past four years have gone by way too fast.  Don't get me wrong, I'm glad she's learning and growing like she is...I wouldn't have it any other way, except to slow it down and watch her for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you very much, Hannah!  You make life fun and I hope you have the best birthday a 4 year old girl could have!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-8769356133909254840?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/8769356133909254840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=8769356133909254840&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/8769356133909254840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/8769356133909254840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2007/07/happy-4th-birthday-hannah.html' title='Happy 4th Birthday, Hannah!!'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RoiplhyjE0I/AAAAAAAAAHE/pCEfBxLMKJA/s72-c/1st+Baby+Pic_2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-2238855881628332504</id><published>2007-06-30T23:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T00:24:51.231-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hannah's 1st Birthday Party!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RoctPByjEuI/AAAAAAAAAGU/5uwQTIMS1-8/s1600-h/DSC01593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RoctPByjEuI/AAAAAAAAAGU/5uwQTIMS1-8/s400/DSC01593.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082080440712631010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today we had Hannah's first birthday party where she got to invite friends.  Hannah was excited from the time she woke up...actually she was excited as she went to bed last night too!!  She's been looking forward to this for at least a week now.  So here are a few snapshots that I took this afternoon.  Her birthday isn't actually until Monday, so there'll be one more birthday post then!!  I can't believe that she is going to be 4 years old!!  Seems like just yesterday that we found out I was pregnant with her!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out her cake...I made it myself.  Of course it looked like that when I finished, but then the purple icing bled onto the white...note to self:  check with the cake decorating lady that you know and inquire how to prevent that next time!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Roc6BRyjEzI/AAAAAAAAAG8/eq-XiYXjogo/s1600-h/DSC01470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Roc6BRyjEzI/AAAAAAAAAG8/eq-XiYXjogo/s400/DSC01470.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082094498140590898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RoctNxyjErI/AAAAAAAAAF8/bDOsc1ZmM50/s1600-h/DSC01571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RoctNxyjErI/AAAAAAAAAF8/bDOsc1ZmM50/s400/DSC01571.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082080419237794482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RoctORyjEsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/zrldpfT0a6w/s1600-h/DSC01547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RoctORyjEsI/AAAAAAAAAGE/zrldpfT0a6w/s400/DSC01547.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082080427827729090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RoctOhyjEtI/AAAAAAAAAGM/zB-vo6AOXn8/s1600-h/DSC01565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RoctOhyjEtI/AAAAAAAAAGM/zB-vo6AOXn8/s400/DSC01565.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082080432122696402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-2238855881628332504?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/2238855881628332504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=2238855881628332504&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/2238855881628332504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/2238855881628332504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2007/06/hannahs-1st-birthday-party.html' title='Hannah&apos;s 1st Birthday Party!'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RoctPByjEuI/AAAAAAAAAGU/5uwQTIMS1-8/s72-c/DSC01593.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-263606112229998886</id><published>2007-06-30T11:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T01:12:47.316-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"I Didn't Get To Catch A Ball!!!"</title><content type='html'>Last night we went to a ball game.  I'm not sure that Hannah was all that impressed.  I don't know if she was just tired or fussy because it was so hot, but she did more than her fair share of whining to leave!  Which surprised me because she usually enjoys doing things like this.  We watched the first 4 innings and then spent the next 3 1/2 innings walking around and snuck down to better seats for the last 1 1/2!  I think the only part she enjoyed was the firework show at the end of the game.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RocyEhyjEwI/AAAAAAAAAGk/9OXS6EshMSc/s1600-h/DSC01493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:right;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RocyEhyjEwI/AAAAAAAAAGk/9OXS6EshMSc/s400/DSC01493.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082085757882143490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I do not know how Joey managed to walk up all of those steps...into the nosebleed section...with Hannah on his shoulders!  I was huffing and puffing halfway up and I was just carrying a baked potato and my purse!  I think next time we'll splurge and get lower seats!  I was just glad they had escalators that went up to the 4th level!  I would have never made it had I had to walk up stairs for every level!  Thank goodness for escalators!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RocyFRyjEyI/AAAAAAAAAG0/-ngmOrYoQQI/s1600-h/DSC01514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RocyFRyjEyI/AAAAAAAAAG0/-ngmOrYoQQI/s400/DSC01514.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082085770767045410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Note the look on Hannah's face here.  This is just before we reached meltdown...brought on by the fact that she didn't catch a ball.  The last play of the game was a homerun that won the game for the home team.  Everyone was jumping and yelling...not Hannah...she was about to burst into tears and when she finally did she cried, "I didn't get to catch the ball!"  As she held her hands out like she would if she were catching a ball that we tossed to her!  She was SAD!  So for her birthday...she's getting a baseball!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-263606112229998886?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/263606112229998886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=263606112229998886&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/263606112229998886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/263606112229998886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-didnt-get-to-catch-ball.html' title='&quot;I Didn&apos;t Get To Catch A Ball!!!&quot;'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RocyEhyjEwI/AAAAAAAAAGk/9OXS6EshMSc/s72-c/DSC01493.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-7165443091722661888</id><published>2007-06-28T16:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T17:01:30.742-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Daddy!</title><content type='html'>So here is a video rerun.  I posted this for Father's Day '06, but today is Joey's birthday and I thought it was good enough to repost.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dropshots.com/dropshotsplayer.swf" Flashvars="url=http://www.dropshots.com/photos/79253/20060620/013837.flv&amp;post=1" width="320" height="310" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial; font-size:8pt;"&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.dropshots.com/&gt;Photo Sharing&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href=http://www.dropshots.com/&gt;Video Sharing&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href=http://www.dropshots.com/&gt;Share Photos&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href=http://www.dropshots.com/&gt;Free Video Hosting&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday, Joey!  Hannah and I both love you very much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-7165443091722661888?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/7165443091722661888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=7165443091722661888&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/7165443091722661888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/7165443091722661888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2007/06/happy-birthday-daddy.html' title='Happy Birthday, Daddy!'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-5781225622615982070</id><published>2007-06-28T11:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T11:28:47.633-05:00</updated><title type='text'>4th of July Giveaway!  I'm In!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/1772/july-4th-giveaway/"&gt;&lt;img id="image1775" src="http://www.5minutesformom.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/06/July-4-button-180pix.jpg" alt="July-4-button-180pix.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe you've seen the link in my sidebar for the site &lt;a href="http.5minutesformom.com"&gt;5 Minutes For Mom&lt;/a&gt;.  Well, they are always having contests and giveaways.  For 4th of July they are giving away six amazing prizes (ice cream maker, trip and more) in their &lt;a href="http://www.5minutesformom.com/1772/july-4th-giveaway/"&gt;July 4th Giveaway!&lt;/a&gt;  Anyone can enter...even if you don't have a blog.  So go to &lt;a href="http.5minutesformom.com"&gt;5 Minutes For Mom&lt;/a&gt; and register to win.  Be sure that you enter each giveaway that you want in on individually...my picks...mom cards, the icecream maker and the trip!!  I just know I'm gonna win something!  I feel lucky!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-5781225622615982070?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/5781225622615982070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=5781225622615982070&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/5781225622615982070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/5781225622615982070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2007/06/4th-of-july-giveaway-im-in.html' title='4th of July Giveaway!  I&apos;m In!'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-1940323467820505743</id><published>2007-06-27T00:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T00:22:17.512-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RoHz9hyjEpI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ZU8mqgWxSmk/s1600-h/gallowa-R1-028-12A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RoHz9hyjEpI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ZU8mqgWxSmk/s400/gallowa-R1-028-12A.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080610093018583698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-1940323467820505743?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/1940323467820505743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=1940323467820505743&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/1940323467820505743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/1940323467820505743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2007/06/wordless-wednesday_27.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RoHz9hyjEpI/AAAAAAAAAFs/ZU8mqgWxSmk/s72-c/gallowa-R1-028-12A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-2282885967747651534</id><published>2007-06-23T22:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T22:58:03.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hannah Wrote Her Own Name!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Rn3qdxo_7qI/AAAAAAAAAFk/EPsPcyn_nyE/s1600-h/sc0005cc71.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Rn3qdxo_7qI/AAAAAAAAAFk/EPsPcyn_nyE/s320/sc0005cc71.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079473752006192802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was really shocked when Hannah brought me this piece of paper that she had been drawing on and showed me where she had written her own name!  Do you see it...right up at the top?  And she did it all by herself.  Granted she put an "A" where the second "N" should have been, but that was with noone telling her which letter was next or prompting in any way.  I had been on the computer and she was on the floor behind me and I knew she was drawing, but I had no idea that she was writing her name.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-2282885967747651534?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/2282885967747651534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=2282885967747651534&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/2282885967747651534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/2282885967747651534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2007/06/hannah-wrote-her-own-name.html' title='Hannah Wrote Her Own Name!'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/Rn3qdxo_7qI/AAAAAAAAAFk/EPsPcyn_nyE/s72-c/sc0005cc71.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-8552027214434009193</id><published>2007-06-20T22:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T22:44:41.715-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Just Do What I Want To Do!</title><content type='html'>Not much happening these days.  We are about to start getting ready for Hannah's birthday that is coming up in about a week and a half!!  Hard to believe that she will be 4 years old!!  This time next year we will be getting ready for school!!!  Yuk!!  Makes me sad just to think about it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Hannah's new thing...for those of you who don't know my husband well, he has quite the sense of humor.  Sometimes when I ask him to do something for me, he comes back at me with, "woman, I do what I want to do and that's what I'll do!"  Of course he is kidding when he says things like this, Hannah however doesn't quite have a good grasp on "kidding" yet.  So the other day I told her not to do something and her response was, "mama, I just do what I want to do!"  Haha!  Guess again little girl!  You do what I tell you to do or you get a spankin'!!!  And it's not like she's being a smarty pants or anything...the tone she has is more of a pleading one as if to say, "but, I really want to do this or that...can I?"  She has told me that she just does what she wants to several times now lately...but somehow, she always sees my way!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-8552027214434009193?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/8552027214434009193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=8552027214434009193&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/8552027214434009193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/8552027214434009193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2007/06/mia.html' title='I Just Do What I Want To Do!'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-2652851415398468324</id><published>2007-06-15T11:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T12:00:24.104-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday...er Wordless Friday...er Just Friday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RnLD2ho_7pI/AAAAAAAAAFc/R9XrAfIcjyc/s1600-h/DSC01393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RnLD2ho_7pI/AAAAAAAAAFc/R9XrAfIcjyc/s400/DSC01393.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076335071510654610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.k. so I've neglected the blog for over a week now!  When I was looking through pictures for last weeks Wordless Wednesday, I found this one and decided that I would wait until this week to post this picture and found another for last week.  Why?  Because I think it's a perfect picture for Father's Day.  The picture was taken just a few weeks ago and of all the pictures we took that afternoon, it's my favorite...I don't know why, it just is.  So I fully intended to post this picture on Wednesday, but we've been pretty busy this week.  On Tuesday, Hannah's mimi had surgery...she's doing well and already home...and then we've just been kind of busy with other things.  Plus, Joey's computer locked up on me two days in a row!!  I wasn't happy about that!  Nothing frustrates me more than a computer that wont do what you want it to!  Still not sure why that happened.  It locks up for about half the day and then out of nowhere it starts working again.  Anyway...things have kind of slowed down today so here is the not so wordless...not so Wednesday...Friday post!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-2652851415398468324?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/2652851415398468324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=2652851415398468324&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/2652851415398468324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/2652851415398468324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2007/06/wordless-wednesdayer-wordless-fridayer.html' title='Wordless Wednesday...er Wordless Friday...er Just Friday!'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/RnLD2ho_7pI/AAAAAAAAAFc/R9XrAfIcjyc/s72-c/DSC01393.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-7691949331499042012</id><published>2007-06-07T10:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T10:59:16.747-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance Recital Video</title><content type='html'>Well, here are Hannah's two dances.  Not much editing that I could do on these, so you get the raw form!!  On the first dance it's kind of hard to see her for the most part, but you can see her a little.  We were at a bad angle for that one because they had 3 rows of little girls for that dance and she was on the 2nd row off to the far side.  I personally think she should have been front and center ('cause she was the cutest...and I doubt I'll get any argument about that here), but I'm sure that there were about 25 other mothers &amp; fathers who thought the same about their child.  Atleast she had another dance where she was front and practically center!!  That was the second dance.  I haven't had a chance to get the 35 millimeter film developed yet...now I remember why I usually take digital!!  So even though I'm sure y'all will get tired of seeing things about the recital...there will be more!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dropshots.com/dropshotsplayer.swf" Flashvars="url=http://www.dropshots.com/photos/79253/20070607/084608.flv&amp;post=1" width="320" height="310" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial; font-size:8pt;"&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.dropshots.com/&gt;Photo Sharing&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href=http://www.dropshots.com/&gt;Upload Video&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href=http://www.dropshots.com/&gt;Video Sharing&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href=http://www.dropshots.com/&gt;Share Photos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-7691949331499042012?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/7691949331499042012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=7691949331499042012&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/7691949331499042012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/7691949331499042012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2007/06/dance-recital-video.html' title='Dance Recital Video'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-6521939339636318546</id><published>2007-06-07T10:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T13:05:50.669-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Computer...</title><content type='html'>EEaarrrghhh!!  I absolutely can not wait until I can get my new computer!!  But I absolutely will have to!!  As tempting as it is to run to the Apple store and apply for their handy little credit card, I refuse to buy the thing on credit!!!  When I get it, I want it to be all mine and paid for with good old cash!!  I have saved about a third of the money that I need for it and I'm dyin' here!  But...I was reading about consumer debt this morning and I am determined to wait it out!!  After reading horror stories about people who get in way too deep, I will perserveer.  &lt;a href="http://www.thriftyscot.co.uk/money/062007/consumers-borrowing-less.html"&gt;One article &lt;/a&gt;that I read said that lending is down, but that likely means that banks and lenders will be scrambling to meet their profit margins thus increasing the intrest rates.  I could very easily be...if I'm not already a shopaholic.  I love shopping and buying new things...who doesn't, but buying things like a computer with credit would be insane for me to do as I would just be racking up unsecured debt like some of the women discussed in &lt;a href="http://www.thriftyscot.co.uk/Loans/032007/unsecured-debt-a-problem-for-spendaholic-women.html"&gt;Unsecured Debt A Problem For Spendaholic Women&lt;/a&gt;.  I don't want to be the one having to go to a credit counselor, looking for &lt;a href="http://www.thriftyscot.co.uk/money/manage-debt.html"&gt;debt advice&lt;/a&gt; all because I couldn't wait a month or so to get my new computer.  So I am determined to wait and buy my computer with COLD HARD CASH!!  I will do it.  I will do it.  I will do it!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/ypww6z" /&gt;This post is sponsored by:  &lt;a href="http://www.thriftyscot.co.uk/money/manage-debt.html"&gt;ThriftyScot&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-6521939339636318546?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/6521939339636318546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=6521939339636318546&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/6521939339636318546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/6521939339636318546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-computer.html' title='My Computer...'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-2115758253104431088</id><published>2007-06-07T10:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T11:08:41.781-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Girl Bed??</title><content type='html'>So I've been thinking about redoing Hannah's room and putting up a big girl bed.  Not that it matters about the big girl bed because she never sleeps in there anyway.  But when company comes it would be nice to have the extra bed available.  I'm not sure how I want to decorate...or if I even want to change it up that much.  I love some of the new  &lt;a href="http://warmbiscuit.com/fabrics.html"&gt;vintage fabrics&lt;/a&gt; that they have now.  But I also still love her ladybug stuff.  I'm sure when It's all said and done, it will be a lot of her baby stuff with maybe a few new things or maybe a new spin on it.  It does however make me very sad to think about putting away her baby bed.  I hate that she is growing up so fast.  Before we thought about things like what diapers should we use and if she takes a bottle which kind is the best...while I've had fun with her since she's gotten a little older and more independant, deep down inside, I'm not ready for dance recitals and big girl beds!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-2115758253104431088?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/2115758253104431088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=2115758253104431088&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/2115758253104431088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/2115758253104431088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2007/06/big-girl-bed.html' title='Big Girl Bed??'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-1330387328955171742</id><published>2007-06-06T00:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T00:23:27.754-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dropshots.com/dropshotsplayer.swf" Flashvars="url=http://www.dropshots.com/photos/79253/20070605/221718.flv&amp;post=1" width="320" height="310" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial; font-size:8pt;"&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.dropshots.com/&gt;Photo Sharing&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href=http://www.dropshots.com/&gt;Upload Video&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href=http://www.dropshots.com/&gt;Video Sharing&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href=http://www.dropshots.com/&gt;Share Photos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-1330387328955171742?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/1330387328955171742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=1330387328955171742&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/1330387328955171742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/1330387328955171742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2007/06/wordless-wednesday.html' title='Wordless Wednesday'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19140711.post-6219017227696319056</id><published>2007-06-05T23:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T11:26:18.939-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Make You Nervous?</title><content type='html'>One day quite some time ago Hannah was in Hobby Lobby with me and some of my extended family and she was sitting in the basket and my 2nd cousin was watching her.  I had gone off to look at something while Amber pushed the buggy and kept an eye on Hannah.  At some point I think Hannah kind of squatted in the seat of the buggy...not sitting the way she should and my cousin (Amber's mom) said something to the order of "Hannah, I don't like you to sit in there like that."  And Hannah's response was, "I make you nervous?"  Well, that wouldn't be that big of a deal that she said that, but the fact that she wasn't even 2 yet and saying words like nervous...well, that makes me nervous!  Kind of nervous like I get when I'm behind a truck on the freeway that has stuff hanging off the back of it...like a ladder or poles or something.  I always feel like the thing is going to fall off the truck and end up in my face!!  I wish those people would get a &lt;a href="http://www.buyautotruckaccessories.com/categories.cfm/cf-bin/cn.rack-systems/gid.103003/"&gt;ladder rack&lt;/a&gt;.  It has always made me nervous that Hannah talks so well.  We have to be extremly careful what we say in our family!!!  You never know what is going to come back and bite you right in the behind.  Lots of times Hannah can be very loud and I always tell her, "Hannah, you're up here," at the same time motioning a level that her volume is at.  Then I tell her, "you need to be down here," putting my hand quite a bit lower than before.  The other day we were in the car and she was being rather loud again when I turned around to her (Joey was driving) and said, "Hannah you are very loud, you need to talk softer!"  That is when she looked at me and said, "I'm way up here!"  All the while holding her hand up as high as she could.  "Now I'm here," holding her hand about half as high..."now I'm down here!"  Each time she told me where she was she held her hand a little lower and in turn lowered her voice as well.  Nice.  But, it didn't keep!!  And all the while I felt like she was taunting me!  That makes me nervous!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19140711-6219017227696319056?l=hannahdaze.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/feeds/6219017227696319056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19140711&amp;postID=6219017227696319056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/6219017227696319056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19140711/posts/default/6219017227696319056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hannahdaze.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-make-you-nervous.html' title='I Make You Nervous?'/><author><name>shawnthegreat</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LOYN6Zz7H20/SNvU7rAg4NI/AAAAAAAAAYg/R4hCigCaabs/S220/Photo+133.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
