tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8639029081980432712011-04-21T11:51:29.822-07:00Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03613913765945247650noreply@blogger.comBlogger71100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-863902908198043271.post-17703623009307597752009-05-06T19:53:00.000-07:002009-05-06T19:58:46.143-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nYzFEyFKX14/SgJNVrPyc_I/AAAAAAAACnU/boRuvD3bNmk/s1600-h/DSC07425.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nYzFEyFKX14/SgJNVrPyc_I/AAAAAAAACnU/boRuvD3bNmk/s400/DSC07425.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332909943541625842" border="0" /></a><br />You shouldn't be.... these socks may look nice and orderly.... and it even appears that Gracie has quite a few socks..... not so!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nYzFEyFKX14/SgJN1SnfHDI/AAAAAAAACnc/eGPdUSs47Qw/s1600-h/DSC07424.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nYzFEyFKX14/SgJN1SnfHDI/AAAAAAAACnc/eGPdUSs47Qw/s400/DSC07424.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332910486685948978" border="0" /> </a><br />I stopped counting these one-off socks when I hit 34.... Where do they go? Can you imagine what Gracie's sock drawer with that nicely organized bin would look like if we had all of the socks???<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/863902908198043271-1770362300930759775?l=whatgraciedo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03613913765945247650noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-863902908198043271.post-16396360860802556012009-03-07T14:09:00.000-08:002009-03-07T14:17:41.541-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nYzFEyFKX14/SbLyFAz6LoI/AAAAAAAACe0/H5Yo6KNewcA/s1600-h/DSC07047a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nYzFEyFKX14/SbLyFAz6LoI/AAAAAAAACe0/H5Yo6KNewcA/s400/DSC07047a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310573078554226306" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Ahhhhh... the bedtime battles still wage on. In an act of defiance that only a 3 year old could pull off with perfection.... "I not gonna sleep in bed now!" takes on new meaning.....<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nYzFEyFKX14/SbLxGTujkOI/AAAAAAAACek/ur1X_S55WjM/s1600-h/DSC07046.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nYzFEyFKX14/SbLxGTujkOI/AAAAAAAACek/ur1X_S55WjM/s400/DSC07046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310572001300287714" border="0" /></a><br />Gracie camped out across the room using her nap pillow and bathrobe.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/863902908198043271-1639636086080255601?l=whatgraciedo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03613913765945247650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-863902908198043271.post-28585936420813916232008-12-13T07:57:00.000-08:002008-12-13T08:01:51.424-08:00<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nYzFEyFKX14/SUPcQCrWQuI/AAAAAAAACPM/WYAH4ijnhVY/s1600-h/DSC06727a_edited-1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279305356363055842" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nYzFEyFKX14/SUPcQCrWQuI/AAAAAAAACPM/WYAH4ijnhVY/s400/DSC06727a_edited-1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nYzFEyFKX14/SUPb7Yojp6I/AAAAAAAACPE/qT97FltSLqM/s1600-h/DSC06727a.jpg"></a><br /></div><div align="center">Gracie loves to have her toenails painted.... she decided it would be nice if she coud do the same for Daddy. So "painted" Daddy's toenails using her crayons and in true mommy fashion, got her "camera" and proceeded to document the moment!</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nYzFEyFKX14/SUPb2KHsU9I/AAAAAAAACO8/hJ379eBUhx0/s1600-h/DSC06726a.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279304911684391890" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nYzFEyFKX14/SUPb2KHsU9I/AAAAAAAACO8/hJ379eBUhx0/s400/DSC06726a.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/863902908198043271-2858593642081391623?l=whatgraciedo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03613913765945247650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-863902908198043271.post-22583370908912056112008-10-16T20:23:00.000-07:002008-10-16T20:29:47.931-07:00<div align="center"> <span style="color:#000066;">with her gown on now, can she? Lunch time and Gracie decided, on her own, that it might be a good idea to shed the gown and shoes lest she get ketchup on it!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000066;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000066;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257959025766428642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nYzFEyFKX14/SPgF4EZd7-I/AAAAAAAACGM/N7IpZR9hnxc/s320/DSC09666a.jpg" border="0" />And so her pretty gown lay in a heap... right next to the kitchen table where it was quickly gathered up and reassembled once lunchtime was over!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#000066;"></span> </div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257959384804522946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nYzFEyFKX14/SPgGM960e8I/AAAAAAAACGU/r4lxb5jE9_E/s320/DSC09662a.jpg" border="0" /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/863902908198043271-2258337090891205611?l=whatgraciedo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03613913765945247650noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-863902908198043271.post-62316068213073625452008-08-16T13:51:00.000-07:002008-08-16T14:01:47.318-07:00Gracie finished eating her dinner.... she announced "All Done!" and that was that. Until bed time. Wondering why her "box of crayons" was in her bed... I decided to further investigate.<br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235221524881256050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nYzFEyFKX14/SKc-PU8GrnI/AAAAAAAABdI/vvwYhvcTJo4/s400/DSC05794.JPG" border="0" />Why she chose to put this in bed will forever remain a mystery! .... Kinda gross eh?<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235222084106568290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nYzFEyFKX14/SKc-v4NzwmI/AAAAAAAABdQ/pdx-n1l5oEI/s400/DSC05795.JPG" border="0" /> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/863902908198043271-6231606821307362545?l=whatgraciedo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03613913765945247650noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-863902908198043271.post-6186636816429657932008-07-31T19:28:00.000-07:002008-12-10T14:26:42.306-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nYzFEyFKX14/SJJ1fy41JeI/AAAAAAAABaA/O_jxpXmPxLg/s1600-h/DSC05690.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229371306427098594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nYzFEyFKX14/SJJ1fy41JeI/AAAAAAAABaA/O_jxpXmPxLg/s400/DSC05690.JPG" border="0" /></a> Gracie thinks it's hysterical to put things on Pepper (the cat) and Tazzi (the dog)... she has practically dressed them in clothes, wrapped them in blankets... they have worn tea cups, bowls, hair pretties, hats, boas and most recently become minature horses... guess who the jockey is?<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nYzFEyFKX14/SJJ1QMRwRiI/AAAAAAAABZ4/xp6gQ5PE_Yo/s1600-h/DSC05688.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229371038364616226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nYzFEyFKX14/SJJ1QMRwRiI/AAAAAAAABZ4/xp6gQ5PE_Yo/s400/DSC05688.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nYzFEyFKX14/SJJ1AHpj0zI/AAAAAAAABZw/GioT-ceyp_0/s1600-h/DSC05689.JPG"></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/863902908198043271-618663681642965793?l=whatgraciedo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03613913765945247650noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-863902908198043271.post-86781580361611202462008-06-14T18:51:00.000-07:002008-12-10T14:26:42.525-08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000066;">With friends! Gracie transformed Josh's "cozy" blanket in to a table cloth... she <s>stole</s> borrowed the blanket from the suitcase Josh packed for camp this coming week. She brought chairs over from her little table set, her furry friends and tea provisions from her bedroom. This is a girl with a plan!</span></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nYzFEyFKX14/SFR3cTrZKfI/AAAAAAAABTg/UN5I1sItlkA/s1600-h/DSC07734.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211921996976826866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nYzFEyFKX14/SFR3cTrZKfI/AAAAAAAABTg/UN5I1sItlkA/s400/DSC07734.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nYzFEyFKX14/SFR2QtUMRSI/AAAAAAAABTY/pBqss5ACp3U/s1600-h/DSC07725.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211920698188776738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nYzFEyFKX14/SFR2QtUMRSI/AAAAAAAABTY/pBqss5ACp3U/s400/DSC07725.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/863902908198043271-8678158036161120246?l=whatgraciedo.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03613913765945247650noreply@blogger.com2