tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-84028364087339753332024-03-13T22:25:19.695-05:00PRESTON'S PLACEStacey P.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10113672090423874988noreply@blogger.comBlogger48125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8402836408733975333.post-9904231370246125462009-05-23T20:12:00.004-05:002009-05-23T20:18:58.801-05:00I don't know where they got it, but I'm glad they do...OK, bragging time. I am so proud of my kids! They both brought home straight A's on their report cards. For the whole year Carter made 1 B and HG only made 1 B. Everything else was all A's. I don't know where they got their brains but I'm so glad they have them. I was really nervous for HG this year because I knew it would be harder than all of the others but she sailed right through 4th grade. She ended up getting an award for the highest average in Math and Science for the year. Way to go kids, keep it up!!<br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/ShifUnQvjmI/AAAAAAAAASY/xQ339mNxgwY/s1600-h/DSCN0488.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339192534733131362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/ShifUnQvjmI/AAAAAAAAASY/xQ339mNxgwY/s320/DSCN0488.JPG" border="0" /></a><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339192602625113250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/ShifYkLc_KI/AAAAAAAAASg/RF1a4WSCL6s/s320/DSCN0491.JPG" border="0" /></div>Stacey P.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10113672090423874988noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8402836408733975333.post-17074387678388109402009-05-23T20:03:00.008-05:002009-05-23T20:12:39.926-05:00School's Out!School is out and I have survived my first year. To be honest, it went much better than I ever thought it would. I was so afraid that I would do something wrong and I would get moved to another school or grade. Now I know that I must have done <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">ok</span> because I am in the same school and the same grade. I really love <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">GMS</span> and I love the kids there too. I was sad to see some of them go and I will really miss them. Then there are those that I was glad to see walk out of my door and hopefully to never return. I know that sounds horrible but it is true. <div><div><div><div><div><div>I am now looking forward to spending the summer with my family and refreshing my body and brain for next year. Even though this school year just ended, I am looking forward to what next year has to bring.</div><div>Here are some pics of my (school) kids at field day, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">intramurals</span>, etc. Good Times!!<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339191632743289362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/ShiegHFm0hI/AAAAAAAAASI/CQ-thqGV2N8/s320/DSCN0301.JPG" border="0" /></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339191541180685202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/Shieax_YW5I/AAAAAAAAASA/0s4gzk4Y6vE/s320/DSCN0297.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339191429562436514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/ShieUSLhC6I/AAAAAAAAAR4/V0_hSwELcH8/s320/DSCN0278.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339191340152922674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/ShiePFGoIjI/AAAAAAAAARw/9IESo_PwCH4/s320/DSCN0473.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339191219884112466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/ShieIFETulI/AAAAAAAAARo/BvT2i-5UD60/s320/DSCN0455.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339191157858036706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/ShieEeAI6-I/AAAAAAAAARg/UEyBDe6MCU8/s320/DSCN0468.JPG" border="0" />Stacey P.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10113672090423874988noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8402836408733975333.post-66166007121886123722009-05-02T19:13:00.004-05:002009-05-02T19:16:27.466-05:00My Parents and The Music City Marathon<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SfziSvyOfAI/AAAAAAAAARI/7TDJngNxrqo/s1600-h/427+030.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331384870592478210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SfziSvyOfAI/AAAAAAAAARI/7TDJngNxrqo/s320/427+030.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SfziM8iVpsI/AAAAAAAAARA/QguW1LnMydA/s1600-h/427+014.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331384770936284866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SfziM8iVpsI/AAAAAAAAARA/QguW1LnMydA/s320/427+014.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SfziFjQ5hqI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/KKX-72OyaBU/s1600-h/427+003.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331384643893167778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SfziFjQ5hqI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/KKX-72OyaBU/s320/427+003.jpg" border="0" /></a>I am so proud of my parents. They walked the 1/2 Marathon last week-end. There is no end to the ways that they inspire me.</div></div>Stacey P.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10113672090423874988noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8402836408733975333.post-33525110817253061092009-04-16T22:08:00.001-05:002009-04-16T22:13:00.053-05:00Awesome creations and a FREE give-a-way!!Check out my friend's blog for some really awesome handmade creations. She is so talented! You can even register for a free giveaway. <a href="http://www.blogger.com/maggiemoosmom.wordpress.com"></a><a href="http://www.maggiemoosmom.wordpress.com/">www.maggiemoosmom.wordpress.com</a> Tell her that Stacey P. sent you.Stacey P.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10113672090423874988noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8402836408733975333.post-55421126449965939192009-04-11T13:14:00.002-05:002009-04-11T13:20:04.945-05:00Catch upI have not posted in such a long time. Baseball/softball season has started so that's where we are most of the time. I am officially a Facebook junkie so most of the time my blog is the last thing that I update. <br />Life is good but busy. School is pretty much "off the hook" with kids behaving like I never dreamed possible. This is not a good thing. I would have never thought of acting the way that most of my 6th graders are acting. TCAP's are next week and Lord help me after that. When TCAP's are over, the kids usually think school is over so I expect behavior to get much worse. Good news is that there are only 29 days left of school...not that I'm counting. And on to summer, my favorite part of the year. Hope all is well with you and yours.Stacey P.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10113672090423874988noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8402836408733975333.post-46090648744670586142009-03-19T16:10:00.008-05:002009-03-19T16:19:38.401-05:00Spring Break!!Oh, how I love Spring Break! I love being out with the kids and the weather has been great all week.<br /><div><div><div><br /><div><div>We had HG's birthday party on Tuesday. She had a "Girls Day Out". It was a lot of fun. They got their nails done, went out to lunch, back home for ice cream and cookie (she wanted a big cookie instead of cake), and then to the park. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315009900304166002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/ScK1WB1QbHI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/aKoTbiiYVZs/s320/31709+003.jpg" border="0" /></div></div></div></div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315010043929121554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/ScK1eY4HUxI/AAAAAAAAAQY/zQidSdcaUj0/s320/31709+013.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315010149690721762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/ScK1ki3pReI/AAAAAAAAAQg/gHs9eFj2V8I/s320/31709+016.jpg" border="0" /><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315010637366914802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/ScK2A7mtbvI/AAAAAAAAAQw/IJcDd6lPujQ/s320/31709+024.jpg" border="0" /></p><p>Today (Thurs) we went to Toys R Us to spend HG's birthday money and Carter's Christmas money. She ended up with Littlest Pet Shop things and Carter got a new DS game. They are in heaven right now playing with their new toys. </p><p>Carter is playing in a baseball tournament this weekend in Springfield. He has 5 games to play, 1 on Friday and 4 on Sat. It will definitely be a long day. </p><p>This break has gone by way too fast but I sure have enjoyed it. </p><p>Happy Birthday to my baby girl who will be 10 years old on March 25. I love you baby, you will ALWAYS be my little girl!!</p>Stacey P.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10113672090423874988noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8402836408733975333.post-16556685110781552212009-02-28T17:08:00.003-06:002009-02-28T17:33:47.703-06:00Life's about to get crazy...but I love it!!So just when you think life is settling down, you get picked back up in the whirl wind again.<br />The 6th graders at school have lost their minds. Well, I'm not sure that they really had any to begin with. They have spring fever way too early which has me scared to death for when spring actually gets here. Sometimes they are too much to control. There are some days when they put me in a really good mood and I leave school thinking how lucky I am to have such a great job. Then there are other days when I leave there with the mind-set of, "What was I thinking"... I am having way too many days of the later.<br />Baseball and Softball are kicking off. Tim has agreed to help coach HG's team. She is so excited to have him helping with her team. They both officially start practice this week. She will be having practice on Monday and Thursday with dance on Wed. so I figure Carter will have practice on Tuesday and Friday and then some in between. I'm sure we will be busy with that most nights of the week. Either way, now that Tim is working days he will be able to attend all of them even though he will be late for a few.<br />Carter started running a fever last night and has had one all day. Then he informed me this afternoon that 6 kids were absent on Friday and some of them had strep. Hopefully he will be feeling better soon and no one else will get it. I can't get him to the Dr. now until Monday to get him some antibiotics. I don't know why they don't call medicine in over the phone like they use to. It would be so much easier.<br />Anyway sorry for the "poor me" post. It was not intended to be that way, but I sure feel better being able to vent.<br />I was saying all of this to mean that I love the business of life. My kids and family are my life. I love the memories that are being made and the fun being had while doing it. We love baseball/softball season. We love to watch our kids in action. WE ARE TRULY BLESSED!!Stacey P.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10113672090423874988noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8402836408733975333.post-6030043744041555262009-02-14T19:53:00.006-06:002009-02-14T19:58:15.962-06:00Valentine's Day<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SZd18rUjPYI/AAAAAAAAAPU/OOIo5Wj_U-A/s1600-h/feb09+023.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302836771533569410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SZd18rUjPYI/AAAAAAAAAPU/OOIo5Wj_U-A/s320/feb09+023.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SZd15coJuFI/AAAAAAAAAPM/Pmu3Y8OtBwQ/s1600-h/feb09+029.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302836716049643602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SZd15coJuFI/AAAAAAAAAPM/Pmu3Y8OtBwQ/s320/feb09+029.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SZd1wXycNqI/AAAAAAAAAPE/waajs7THAYY/s1600-h/feb09+031.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302836560131798690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SZd1wXycNqI/AAAAAAAAAPE/waajs7THAYY/s320/feb09+031.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SZd1qiUmvVI/AAAAAAAAAO8/FUaSlMwSQQg/s1600-h/feb09+030.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302836459880234322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SZd1qiUmvVI/AAAAAAAAAO8/FUaSlMwSQQg/s320/feb09+030.jpg" border="0" /></a> You gotta love Valentine's Day. Tim had to work today until 6:00. The kids worked for a couple of hours decorating the table and making dinner and a cake to surprise him when he came home. They were so proud of themselves and so were we. Valentine's Day is usually more of a family holiday for us. We had a great time preparing then enjoying dinner and dessert together.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div>Stacey P.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10113672090423874988noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8402836408733975333.post-40237959796852917822009-02-05T22:14:00.002-06:002009-02-05T22:18:23.072-06:00In memory...Today would have been my Grandaddy Leon's birthday. He passed away 10 years ago. Wow, It seems so weird to say that it has been that long ago. He was a wonderful man and loved us kids so much. I was pregnant with HannahGrace when he died and I think so many times about how he would have been so in love with my kids and the other great-grandkids too. We love you grandaddy, Happy Birthday. I can only imagine what it must be like to have Jesus at your birthday party...Stacey P.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10113672090423874988noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8402836408733975333.post-22209803618272171802009-01-24T12:22:00.004-06:002009-01-24T12:29:02.702-06:00Saturday's at UpwardCarter is playing Upward basketball at Bethel Baptist Church. He loves to play any kind of sport. He and our next door neighbor, Jordan are best buddies and play on the same team. They are use to playing basketball in the driveway where anything goes. You can tackle, slap, hit, trip, or whatever you need to get the ball. Well, I guess 7 year old's can't really separate the two environments so when it is his time to get out there and play, it's "game on". He doesn't deliberately hurt anyone and hasn't to date, but it is hysterical watching his backyard basketball techniques together with the shy kids who are running around praying that they don't have to touch the ball. God love him for his enthusiasm!<br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SXtcjDTAbkI/AAAAAAAAAOs/1YRpxJZgXG8/s1600-h/Jan+033.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294927544154353218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SXtcjDTAbkI/AAAAAAAAAOs/1YRpxJZgXG8/s320/Jan+033.jpg" border="0" /></a> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294927674983883218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SXtcqqrModI/AAAAAAAAAO0/QYQpQh3Xz-c/s320/Jan+031.jpg" border="0" /></div>Stacey P.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10113672090423874988noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8402836408733975333.post-74234828108682778432009-01-15T20:42:00.002-06:002009-01-15T20:52:14.976-06:00I love me some snow days, only it's not a snow day...Well we are out of school tomorrow because it is cold. How crazy is that? Don't get me wrong, I am THRILLED to death!! This is one of the reasons that I became a teacher...so I could be home with my kids on days like this. We are planning on taking full advantage of the day. 1st priority: sleep in!! Then we are going to see "Hotel for Dogs", now we get to go during the day when it's cheaper instead of catching the evening show. The only bad thing about the day is that Tim has to work tomorrow night so he has to sleep for part of the day. That is our movie time. With him working night we have learned to strategically plan things while he is sleeping so the house is quiet. Not a lot going on with the Preston's, so this is a good thing. One more thing I wanted to mention...tonight HG and I were headed out to the video store for some movies and as I came out of the entrance to the subdivision, across the highway was a house on fire. It was fully engulfed in flames. We pulled over right there and said a prayer for those people. It is such a sinking feeling to see such a sight. I can only imagine what the owners of that home are dealing with right now. Please say a prayer for these people, whom ever they are...Stacey P.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10113672090423874988noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8402836408733975333.post-60895430610278444602009-01-10T11:11:00.002-06:002009-01-10T11:16:54.725-06:00Best Friends<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SWjXBweLiUI/AAAAAAAAANw/h1S8OdC_I-E/s1600-h/Jan+007.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289714187537975618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SWjXBweLiUI/AAAAAAAAANw/h1S8OdC_I-E/s320/Jan+007.jpg" border="0" /></a> These two girls are best friends. Hannah Grace and Anna Grace. They have been thick-as-thieves since they were in Kindergarten together. They love each other so much and I am so thankful that they are friends. You just never know who your kids will pick for friends and I don't think HG could have done any better. We are so thankful that Anna comes from such a great family and home. I know the girls will look back at these days when they are older, and still friends, and know that these are the best days of their lives. We love you Anna. <br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SWjW7-GXKCI/AAAAAAAAANo/RfglviRCELs/s1600-h/Jan+008.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289714088116955170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SWjW7-GXKCI/AAAAAAAAANo/RfglviRCELs/s320/Jan+008.jpg" border="0" /></a></div>Stacey P.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10113672090423874988noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8402836408733975333.post-87414741170408888532009-01-04T21:59:00.002-06:002009-01-04T22:09:33.352-06:00Hi Ho Hi Ho it's back to school we go...I cannot believe these last two weeks have gone by so fast. It is unreal to me how times goes by faster and faster each year. Remember the days when we were kids and the year seemed to go on forever? I want time to be like that again. Oh well, watcha gonna do? <br />This year has already started off with a bang. School is fixing to get back into swing. Carter is playing basketball, HG is taking dance, and we are already getting calls about baseball and softball. Before we know it Spring will be here and the year will be half over. I am really trying to make a conscious effort to slow down and enjoy these years with the kids being young and having fun. I don't want to look back and wish that I had done things differently. Don't get me wrong, there will ALWAYS be things that I wish I had done differently but I mean as a whole, I don't want to have any regrets. I am looking forward to what this new year has in store for my family. <br />Well, wish me luck in this 2nd half of the school year. I hope everyone reading this has a blessed year and may God Bless you and your families.Stacey P.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10113672090423874988noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8402836408733975333.post-85036650061467325842008-12-29T23:00:00.002-06:002008-12-29T23:14:33.898-06:00Merry Christmas and Happy New YearI can't believe that I have been out of school and I have blogged less than when I am in school. Our family had a wonderful Christmas. The kids got way too many things, as usual. But we always say that is why we had them, so we could spoil them. It doesn't help that their grandparents spoil them way beyond what we ever could. We spent a lot of time visiting with family, this is my favorite part of Christmas. So many people do not like the chaos of family but I tend to love being right in the middle of it. Call me crazy. <br />Now I am looking forward to the new year. I was filling out my new 2009 calender last night, putting in all the birthdays and other important dates that I didn't want to forget, and I was looking back at all that had gone on throughout 2008. There were deaths, births, anniversaries, ball seasons, dance seasons, me graduating and getting a job, cars had been bought and sold (Tim) and so much more. I can only begin to think of what things I will be looking back on this time next year. There will be more of all the things just mentioned and so much more that will be happening in the lives of us all, how exciting, the fear and excitement of the unknown. If I had to wrap up my thoughts for this year in a few simple words they would be:<br /><br />Thankful<br />God given<br />Hopeful<br />Love<br /><br />Happy New Year from the Preston's!!Stacey P.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10113672090423874988noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8402836408733975333.post-8779850362823702382008-12-20T22:39:00.002-06:002008-12-20T22:47:19.696-06:00Just had to share...the priorities of a seven year oldEarlier in the week our neighbors that live behind us thought they had a gas leak. They called the Fire Dept. to come and check it out. Come to find out they did not have a leak and everything was fine. The next night Carter tells me that he has packed a bag that he can grab in a hurry if our house ever catches on fire. I say, "That's a good idea Carter" and we go on with whatever it was that we were doing at the time. Today, I was looking for some of his shoes in his room and he comes in and tells me, "There's my bag I have packed", then he left the room. I looked in the bag, curious as to what his prized possessions where that had to make it out safe in case of a fire. In his bag I found:<br /><br />3 band-aids<br />2 gauze pads<br />1 sample tube of Neoseporin<br />2 karate belts, 1 yellow and one white<br />1 Incredible Hulk blanket<br />1 pair of Nike football cleats<br />4 baseball caps<br />1 sandwich bag full of baseball cards<br /><br />You just never know what is important to a 7 year old, reallyStacey P.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10113672090423874988noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8402836408733975333.post-39084614484955296322008-12-19T20:05:00.006-06:002008-12-19T20:16:33.595-06:00Christmas is almost here!!!My kids are getting really excited about Christmas almost being here. They have their countdown chains made and are tearing them off each night. We usually try to do some fun Christmasy (is that a word?) things the week or so before to really get in the spirit.<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281688535798306194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SUxTvV6C1ZI/AAAAAAAAANg/2oWC7qq2D2E/s320/misc+024.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281688461779678066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SUxTrCKoM3I/AAAAAAAAANY/S_WkA9qkgPY/s320/misc+023.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281688320050190210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SUxTiyLr14I/AAAAAAAAANQ/w8zMboPwvhk/s320/misc+025.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281688268534916450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SUxTfyRfJWI/AAAAAAAAANI/jK-jlZkEH3U/s320/misc+026.jpg" border="0" />We went to "Winter Wonderland" in Springfield on Thursday night. It was really nice. They had scenes and a lighted path to walk along. They also had a mule drawn carriage that took you around the lake. And the best part of all was that it was FREE!<br />We will also go to Tim's work (Goodlettsville City Hall) and the kids like to run around all the decorations that they have there. We will make reindeer food and Christmas cookie a couple of nights before Christmas Eve. And who knows what else we will find to get into. It's just all-in-all a great time of year and I cherish these memories with my kids so much because I know they won't want to do these things forever.<br /><br /><div></div>Stacey P.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10113672090423874988noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8402836408733975333.post-33863767698062214082008-12-14T21:39:00.002-06:002008-12-14T21:59:40.996-06:00Schools almost out!!!!!I'm not sure who is more excited about school being out, me or my kids. The kids in my class have pretty much already checked out. It is getting really hard to keep them under control and on top of them being extremely ready to be out of school, they have mid-term exams this week.<em> I'm sure they will do really well on those. </em><br />Anyway, my two kids are getting really excited too. I can't believe that Santa comes in 10 days. HG is 9 years old and I know the clock is ticking for Santa so I am really trying to hang on as long as I can. Carter is primed up for Santa and is really worried about this whole naughty and nice thing. Until next time...Stacey P.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10113672090423874988noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8402836408733975333.post-58504422249836216742008-12-07T15:35:00.002-06:002008-12-07T16:01:42.419-06:00Keepin' it realMy friend <a href="http://www.breagirl.blogspot.com/">Brea</a> often writes about being <em>real</em>. I love to read those because it is always a reminder of how we are all human and if we would just keep it <em>real </em>there would be a lot more clarity in this world. Well here is my most recent <em>real </em>moment...<br /><br />My kids attend Greenbrier Elementary School they are in 1st and 4th grade. We rec'd a note that came home with each child asking if anyone would like to adopt an angel or if anyone was in need of being an angel. After a life lesson talk with my kids they each decided to adopt a child that was around the same age and was the same gender. So yesterday I was a Target getting some shopping done while Tim was sleeping and the kids were hanging out with Granna (Tim's mom). So I start looking for things for our little angels. Now keep in mind they ask that we buy an entire outfit for these kids, shirt, pants, underwear, socks, and shoes. I go over all of the sale racks piece by piece trying to find the cheapest piece of clothing that doesn't look like the cheapest piece of clothing, then I go to the underwear and try to find the cheapest pack of underwear there is. I didn't get shoes there because there weren't any on sale cheap enough, I figured I could get some cheaper later. Is the selfishness making you sick yet? So I get home and like a ton of bricks hitting me, I realize what a selfish person I am. I would never be this bargain conscious with clothes for my kids. Here I am pinching pennies with things for these kids who <em>really </em>need my help. And for my kids (who need NOTHING) I don't give it a second thought. What am I teaching my kids? I shutter to think of the example that I am setting for them. My intention is to go shopping again this week with my kids and re-do what I have so badly messed up, which is the true meaning of giving unselfishly, the way that God has taught us to. This Christmas we are fortunate to have more income than we have in a long time. I am so ashamed that it has not been my thoughts to use that extra to help others. Lord, please help me to keep my eyes on you and the meaning of this season. AmenStacey P.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10113672090423874988noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8402836408733975333.post-65694761717253320952008-11-27T23:12:00.010-06:002008-11-27T23:36:28.703-06:00HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!<div align="center">Happy Thanksgiving everyone!!</div>Do any of you ever feel guilty for being thankful? I know that sounds really strange to think about, but when I think about all of the things that I am thankful for, I start to feel guilty for being so blessed. I feel guilty because there are so many people out there who are hurting; hurting for reasons that I can only imagine what it would be like to go through. Yet, here I sit, in my wonderful home, with my wonderful husband and kids, spent the day with my wonderful family, and all of the other wonderful things that I have been blessed with...health, job, husband's job, healthy kids, great neighbors, I could go on and on. And what did I do to deserve all of this? NOTHING. God loves me so much that He has blessed me with all of these. All I have to do is live for Him to the best of my ability. Now don't get me wrong, that is no easy task. There are days when living for Him is further from my mind than others ( I AM human, ya know), but what an incredible feeling to know that God has my every thought, fear and desire in His hands and is blessing me all the while. Thank you God for all of the blessings in my life. The blessings that are so obvious and the blessings that I may not realize yet are blessings.<br /><br />Today was spent at my Uncle Mike and Aunt Nona's house with my Grandmother, parents, brother, aunts, uncles, and cousins. We all had way too much to eat but enjoyed the fellowship. <br /><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SS9-s-oH3nI/AAAAAAAAAMg/lnldQpgt1-w/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+019.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273572999864770162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SS9-s-oH3nI/AAAAAAAAAMg/lnldQpgt1-w/s320/Thanksgiving+019.jpg" border="0" /></a> HG riding "Cisco"</div><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SS9-naJ4JxI/AAAAAAAAAMY/FBWVeiv6rs0/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+020.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273572904174888722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SS9-naJ4JxI/AAAAAAAAAMY/FBWVeiv6rs0/s320/Thanksgiving+020.jpg" border="0" /></a> Carter riding "Chocolate"<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SS9-bpRne6I/AAAAAAAAAMI/FRpEOMB5III/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+008.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273572702075452322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SS9-bpRne6I/AAAAAAAAAMI/FRpEOMB5III/s320/Thanksgiving+008.jpg" border="0" /></a>The Dalton's vs. The Preston's<br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SS9-UkW6EWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/b5XqG99cq1I/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+014.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273572580496380258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SS9-UkW6EWI/AAAAAAAAAMA/b5XqG99cq1I/s320/Thanksgiving+014.jpg" border="0" /></a>HG and Savannah (her cousin)<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SS9-O16IkkI/AAAAAAAAAL4/X-UrIRDd4jc/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273572482128319042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SS9-O16IkkI/AAAAAAAAAL4/X-UrIRDd4jc/s320/Thanksgiving+001.jpg" border="0" /></a> Granny and the kids playing<br /></div></div></div><br /></div>Stacey P.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10113672090423874988noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8402836408733975333.post-53035060668114144302008-11-15T20:38:00.008-06:002008-11-15T20:52:08.467-06:00Catching up...I can't believe that it has been so long since I have posted. I get caught up in reading everyone else's that I forget to post on mine.<br /><div><div><div><div><div><div><div>We just got back from having dinner with Tim's mom. Today is her birthday. She is 66. She would kill me if she knew that I just posted her age on here. </div><div>We are all trying to stay warm. I can't believe how cold it is getting. I have to say that I prefer summer over winter any day. But I had better bundle up and wait until it's over. </div><div>We are great, the kids are great. I hope all that are reading this are doing well too. I am posting some pictures of miscellaneous things: the kids acting crazy, Carter at the pumpkin patch, and Bobcat prowl at GES. Until next time...<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269081666390260274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SR-J29m2-jI/AAAAAAAAALI/0uugu6XwByE/s320/11-15+025.jpg" border="0" /></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269081510237140722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SR-Jt35DdvI/AAAAAAAAALA/tRH94HJ94JA/s320/11-15+017.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269081318197061186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SR-JisfIZkI/AAAAAAAAAK4/dPpU3IsqYHU/s320/11-15+047.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269081193043819858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SR-JbaQRfVI/AAAAAAAAAKw/5LFm6B-NcyQ/s320/11-15+001.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269081020528807090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SR-JRXlfTLI/AAAAAAAAAKo/A8KbwCT-QzI/s320/11-15+038.jpg" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269082566219613154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SR-KrVu5Q-I/AAAAAAAAALQ/pkNidpkhr08/s320/11-15+037.jpg" border="0" />Stacey P.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10113672090423874988noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8402836408733975333.post-83812461149619565462008-11-04T21:16:00.007-06:002008-11-04T21:26:22.881-06:00Fall Fun<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SREQya6t7rI/AAAAAAAAAKY/almrdYeOD9E/s1600-h/11-4+020.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265007897777925810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SREQya6t7rI/AAAAAAAAAKY/almrdYeOD9E/s320/11-4+020.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SREQaTvIn4I/AAAAAAAAAKI/NBxi7vHu-gc/s1600-h/11-4+038.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265007483533434754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SREQaTvIn4I/AAAAAAAAAKI/NBxi7vHu-gc/s320/11-4+038.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SREQTAwhIaI/AAAAAAAAAKA/HH_BSC4ZjdA/s1600-h/11-4+037.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265007358179877282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SREQTAwhIaI/AAAAAAAAAKA/HH_BSC4ZjdA/s320/11-4+037.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SREQKxqck9I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/sR_OvynwjdA/s1600-h/11-4+026.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265007216688927698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SREQKxqck9I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/sR_OvynwjdA/s320/11-4+026.jpg" border="0" /></a> My parents kept the kids today while Tim was sleeping and I had to work. I got there to pick them up and they were playing in a pile of leaves in their back yard. The kids were running and jumping in them like they were a bottomless pit. I was thinking about how fun it would be to do that myself, but, holy cow how that would hurt for days on end. Isn't it amazing how our bodies change and we wouldn't even consider doing some of the things that we did when we were kids. I guess that's one of the reason we are given children is to remember how wonderful those days were and to cherish them with our kids.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div>Stacey P.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10113672090423874988noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8402836408733975333.post-18414372906495728652008-11-04T21:10:00.003-06:002008-11-04T21:15:47.781-06:00Halloween<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265005845968934338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SREO6_VVVcI/AAAAAAAAAJg/_zxqV6X5mwI/s320/11-4+003.jpg" border="0" /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SREPD9bOYdI/AAAAAAAAAJw/4l5c9dRlJUg/s1600-h/11-4+001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265006000075596242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SREPD9bOYdI/AAAAAAAAAJw/4l5c9dRlJUg/s320/11-4+001.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SREO_FPTxyI/AAAAAAAAAJo/pkuh-CNiq-s/s1600-h/11-4+006.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265005916273755938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SREO_FPTxyI/AAAAAAAAAJo/pkuh-CNiq-s/s320/11-4+006.jpg" border="0" /></a> Well, a great time was had by all. Our family tradition is that we all go to my mom and dad's for hot dogs and desert, then on to EVERY single house in the neighborhood. Tim's mom, my grandparents, Scott and Christie and kids and pretty much anyone else who wants to come is there. We eat, feed the spooks, see all the family and cousins and of course get enormouse amounts of candy. Thanks mom and dad for the wonderful memories!!<br /></div><div><div><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div>Stacey P.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10113672090423874988noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8402836408733975333.post-79795468181076990382008-10-28T20:38:00.006-05:002008-10-28T20:59:59.816-05:00Fall Festival of MarriageWow!! What a great weekend. We (Tim and I) along with My mom and dad and brother and sister-in-law went to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Ridgecrest</span>, North Carolina for the "Fall Festival of Marriage". I have to say I was somewhat nervous about what to expect for this past weekend. But oh, what a wonderful weekend. We were able to pick 6 out of about 10 workshops to attend that best fit our marriage and/or things that pertained to us. Some of the workshops included Conflict, Sex, Dating and several others. Each day ended with a worship service that had more impact on my life and marriage than I could have ever thought possible. The last night after the service there was a candlelight service where all of the couples renewed their vows. This may sound kind-of generic but it was very emotional and a beautiful experience. We will <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">definitely</span> be going back next year and I would encourage anyone who reads this to look on <a href="http://www.lifeway.com/ev/events_detail_mainpage/0,2232,E%253D166%2526M%253D200975,00.html"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Lifeway's</span></a> website and check out <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">FOM</span> (Festival of Marriage) it will be the best investment that you could ever make in your marriage.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262388869144293234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SQfCy49Qr3I/AAAAAAAAAJI/ZMEbKMpjRMY/s320/IMG_9326.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262389175492383090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 167px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SQfDEuMVkXI/AAAAAAAAAJY/YIqxk_efCfA/s320/IMG_9454.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262389079596526994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SQfC_I8-7ZI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/8UQhHe_wR2I/s320/IMG_9392.JPG" border="0" />Stacey P.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10113672090423874988noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8402836408733975333.post-23663343759714224622008-10-06T22:41:00.011-05:002008-10-06T22:50:42.517-05:00Pumpkin Carving with the Preston's!!<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SOrba4dc-KI/AAAAAAAAAII/4uUEgp423zs/s1600-h/CIMG1332.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254253170160105634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SOrba4dc-KI/AAAAAAAAAII/4uUEgp423zs/s320/CIMG1332.JPG" border="0" /></a> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254252283488435266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SOranRWc_EI/AAAAAAAAAHY/CKMvKd-aPHY/s320/Pumpkins+001.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254253667771446562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SOrb32NPdSI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/P6nXKJrMDYo/s320/Pumpkins+002.jpg" border="0" /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SOra0volvLI/AAAAAAAAAHo/x0FBjD-plYM/s1600-h/Pumpkins+011.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254252514955869362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SOra0volvLI/AAAAAAAAAHo/x0FBjD-plYM/s320/Pumpkins+011.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div><div><div><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SOrasi3TTaI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Mk6JiVm0PdA/s1600-h/Pumpkins+006.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254252374088961442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SOrasi3TTaI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Mk6JiVm0PdA/s320/Pumpkins+006.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254252633534118626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SOra7pX2OuI/AAAAAAAAAHw/7tXpGA8bIxw/s320/Pumpkins+016.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254252953625909650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SOrbORzrWZI/AAAAAAAAAIA/40V9E9i5M1o/s320/Pumpkins+018.jpg" border="0" /></div></div></div></div></div></div>Stacey P.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10113672090423874988noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8402836408733975333.post-77806251153149938532008-09-28T22:35:00.010-05:002008-09-28T22:51:40.602-05:00Summer Fun!!Family Fishin'<br /><br />We have some friends that have a pond behind their house and they are so wonderful to let us come and fish whenever we want. This is one of our new found family hobbies. All you need is a hot dog for bait and a couple of poles and there are hours of entertainment for all.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251282896639133746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SOBN-NVCiDI/AAAAAAAAAHI/1Ro9uGUqHvo/s320/9-08+028.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SOBN7FgPVdI/AAAAAAAAAHA/YnKMvcgMsBg/s1600-h/9-08+022.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251282842999018962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SOBN7FgPVdI/AAAAAAAAAHA/YnKMvcgMsBg/s320/9-08+022.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SOBN1NA_eRI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Ts8lE78BeKk/s1600-h/9-08+029.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251282741936224530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SOBN1NA_eRI/AAAAAAAAAG4/Ts8lE78BeKk/s320/9-08+029.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div>GO BOBCATS!! </div><br /><div>Homecoming was Friday night. Our Bobcats are having a great season. We love going to these games. This is one of the few places where the community still gathers for the Friday night game.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SOBNhh3YF1I/AAAAAAAAAGw/WTr_ZjEr0uw/s1600-h/9-08+084.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251282403935655762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SOBNhh3YF1I/AAAAAAAAAGw/WTr_ZjEr0uw/s320/9-08+084.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div><br /><div></div><div></div><div>Do you remember when the sound of the "Popsicle Man" coming made your heart race and want to jump out of your chest. Well the feeling is still the same with my kids. They won't hear a word I have said all day long but they can hear the ice cream truck 5 miles down the road. Oh to be a kid again...<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SOBNc2ieHfI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tYiCwGfYWvw/s1600-h/9-08+002.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251282323585768946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SOBNc2ieHfI/AAAAAAAAAGo/tYiCwGfYWvw/s320/9-08+002.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SOBNYb83fNI/AAAAAAAAAGg/84wv9tdnS7w/s1600-h/9-08+001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251282247729249490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SOBNYb83fNI/AAAAAAAAAGg/84wv9tdnS7w/s320/9-08+001.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div><div>Carter is playing fall baseball in Greenbrier. So far their team is undefeated and they have 3 or 4 more games left. After fall baseball comes Upward Basketball. Never a dull moment but I wouldn't trade it for the world. We are so blessed to have healthy happy kids!!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SOBNL8TX9pI/AAAAAAAAAGY/AiXJxq3Pd58/s1600-h/9-08+067.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251282033075287698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_F1233_AYlgQ/SOBNL8TX9pI/AAAAAAAAAGY/AiXJxq3Pd58/s320/9-08+067.jpg" border="0" /></a> </div></div></div></div></div></div>Stacey P.http://www.blogger.com/profile/10113672090423874988noreply@blogger.com0