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		<title>Good-bye Contacts</title>
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		<content type="text/html" mode="escaped"><![CDATA[I have wanted to get Lasik since my mom had it done 10 years ago, but being that no doctor would give me Lasik at the age of 16 I was out of luck.  For the last few years I have really been wanting it but because of several reasons I couldn&#039;t.  But today I went for a consultation!<br /><br />They told me to expect to be there 2-3 hours and I was there for almost 3 hours.  Everything imaginable and even beyond my imagination was done to my eyes.  First I had an eye test (you know reading the little eye chart) without my galsses on.  Oh, and I should note I have been wearing glasses for the past 10 days...I hate wearing my glasses.  Anyway back to the eye exam, I take off my glasses and the nurse asks me to read the chart...probem #1 I can&#039; see it.  I tell here all I see is a big white blog.  So she says, okay how many fingers am I holding up...problem #2 I can&#039;t see your hand.  Then she proceeds to tell me that I have very bad eye sight.  I laughed, because I really wanted to say...thanks for info.  At that point I thought, oh no, my eyes are too bad to be a candidate.  After a few more eye tests on machines, I headed to get a CAT scan of my eyes.  I didn&#039;t even know there was such a thing.  Then I was told they were going to take measurements of my eyes that would determine the settings for the surgery.  For some reason this made me extremly nervous.  After this I finally got to see the doctor.  He did more testing and told me that I have dry eyes.  Who would have known?<br /><br />Thanks to that I had to do a tear test, seriously uncomfortable.  They rubbed a q-tip with something on it inside my bottom eye lid, then place these little tabs in your eye that hang out and measure how many tears you make.  Thankfully this didn&#039;t last too teribbly long.  <br /><br />He did informed me that there was an issue with my left eye and I needed to be out of my contacts a little bit longer for more accurate measurements.  So, next Thursday afternoon I will go in for my surgery!  I am very excited at the thought of not having to wear contacts or glasses!  I have already worn my contacts for the last time a couple of weeks ago.  That is so strange for me to be saying this since I have had contacts for 15 years.  <br /><br />For those of you who have are awaiting to hear my review on this doctor, I will let you know sometime after next Friday.  After the surgery, I can&#039;t use my phone, computer or watch TV for a day.  <br /><br />On another note, after I got done at the doctor today Deacon, Landon and I made a last minute decision to go play on the tubes.  Deacon showed Uncle Landon how fun it was to climb up to the top and go down the slide.  Deacon even went down the slide all by himself!<br /><a href="javascript:openpopup('http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%209,%202010/images/cimg1602.jpg',800,600,false);"><img src="http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%209,%202010/images/cimg1602.jpg" width="500" height="375" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br /><a href="javascript:openpopup('http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%209,%202010/images/cimg1601.jpg',800,600,false);"><img src="http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%209,%202010/images/cimg1601.jpg" width="500" height="375" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />]]></content>
		<id>http://www.babarnard.com/blog/index.php?entry=entry100309-182509</id>
		<issued>2010-03-10T00:00:00Z</issued>
		<modified>2010-03-10T00:00:00Z</modified>
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		<title>Playing Outside with Uncle Landon</title>
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		<content type="text/html" mode="escaped"><![CDATA[Landon is here visiting this week and Deacon is having a ball with him.  Deacon stayed with Landon while we went to small group last night and even though I tried to give Landon tips, but he didn&#039;t want any.  Nonetheless, when we got home, Deacon had been bathed and put to bed!<br /><br />Today we soaked up the beautiful weather.  <br /><a href="javascript:openpopup('http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%208,%202010/images/dsc_5597.jpg',800,532,false);"><img src="http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%208,%202010/images/dsc_5597.jpg" width="500" height="333" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />We played outside and once again Deacon had lots of fun playing with Uncle Landon.<br /><a href="javascript:openpopup('http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%208,%202010/images/dsc_5593.jpg',800,532,false);"><img src="http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%208,%202010/images/dsc_5593.jpg" width="500" height="333" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br /><a href="javascript:openpopup('http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%208,%202010/images/dsc_5608.jpg',800,532,false);"><img src="http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%208,%202010/images/dsc_5608.jpg" width="500" height="333" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />One way to this boys heart is to let him play with your cell phone.<br /><a href="javascript:openpopup('http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%208,%202010/images/dsc_5614.jpg',800,532,false);"><img src="http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%208,%202010/images/dsc_5614.jpg" width="500" height="333" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br /><a href="javascript:openpopup('http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%208,%202010/images/dsc_5612.jpg',800,536,false);"><img src="http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%208,%202010/images/dsc_5612.jpg" width="500" height="335" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br /><a href="javascript:openpopup('http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%208,%202010/images/dsc_5617.jpg',800,532,false);"><img src="http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%208,%202010/images/dsc_5617.jpg" width="500" height="333" border="0" alt="" /></a>]]></content>
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		<issued>2010-03-09T00:00:00Z</issued>
		<modified>2010-03-09T00:00:00Z</modified>
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	<entry>
		<title>Recipes</title>
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		<content type="text/html" mode="escaped"><![CDATA[I am terrible at keeping all of my recipes together so I decided to make a recipe blog to keep them all together and to share some of my favorites with friends and family, you can check it out <a href="http://babarnardrecipies.blogspot.com/" target="_blank" >here.</a><br /><br />I am always asked for the recipe for these <a href="http://babarnardrecipies.blogspot.com/2010/03/soft-chocolate-chip-cookies.html" target="_blank" >soft chocolate chip cookies</a> so that is why I started with that recipe.  I also started with that one because it is wrote on a little notecard and I know that I am going lose it one day.  <br /><br />I am always looking for new recipes so if you have a one that you would like to share please do.  ]]></content>
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		<issued>2010-03-08T00:00:00Z</issued>
		<modified>2010-03-08T00:00:00Z</modified>
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		<title>Our Typical Day</title>
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		<content type="text/html" mode="escaped"><![CDATA[I am getting some great ideas <a href="http://www.kellyskornerblog.com/2010/03/show-us-your-life-what-is-your-typical.html" target="_blank" >here</a> from mothers who are sharing what their &quot;typical day&quot; is like.  <br /><br />We usually don&#039;t have the same schedule everyday but this is the kinda what it looks like:<br /><br />Deacon wakes up around 6:30 - 7:00.  I give him a cup of milk and put him in bed with me.  Sometimes he goes back to sleep, sometimes we just lay in bed and watch cartoons until <strike>we</strike> he is ready to get up.  <br />We eat breakfast which is usually yogurt and oatmeal, pancakes or muffins. <br />After breakfast we get ready for the day.  I usually try to have some type of &quot;activity&quot; for us to do in the mornings.  This helps him to hold off on napping until after lunch.  Some of our activities have or will include; story time, play dates, tubes at Rock Creek and the zoo.<br />Deacon usually wants to eat around 11:00 to 11:30 and then is down for a nap for 2-3 hours.  I use this time to work, do chores, make phone calls and have computer time.  When Deacon is around we cannot even open a computer with out him thinking he needs to use it, the same thing applies to the phone.<br />Once he wakes up we have play time and recently have been playing outside and going for a walk.  <br />Then it is time to make dinner.  At this time Deacon gets to watch one of his favorite shows, either Word World or Super Why.  When that doesn&#039;t distract him long enough for me to make dinner he plays in the cabinets in the kitchen. <br />After dinner we have family play time, then it is bath time about 7:15 and he is in bed around 8.  <br /><br />My main goal is to make sue he doesn&#039;t get bored with me!  I am constantly looking for things for us to do.  If you have any advice I would love to hear it.  <br /><br />I usually have 1 day during the week to be at home all day to get everything caught up.  There is a lot of stuff that I can&#039;t do when Deacon is awake, but somethings he likes to help with like laundry and vacuuming.  <br /><br />That is what a typical day in our lives look like.  I love it!<br />]]></content>
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		<issued>2010-03-07T00:00:00Z</issued>
		<modified>2010-03-07T00:00:00Z</modified>
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		<title>Day with Stella</title>
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		<content type="text/html" mode="escaped"><![CDATA[Yesterday Bryan had a meeting in NWA so Deacon and I decided that we would tag along.  We ended up making the last minute decision to go up Thursday night and spend the night with the <a href="http://www.yazfam.blogspot.com/" target="_blank" >Yazwinski&#039;s</a>.  <br /><br />Yesterday morning when Deacon woke up he was a little unsure of Stella.  It didn&#039;t take him long to get over that once he remembered all the toys he had seen the night before.  However, we did have a few sharing issue in the beginning. <br /><a href="javascript:openpopup('http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%205,%202010/images/dsc_5575.jpg',800,532,false);"><img src="http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%205,%202010/images/dsc_5575.jpg" width="500" height="333" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />But by the end of the day Stella was sharing her sacred Bunny with Deacon and he was sharing his snacks and they were best friends.  <br /><br />We went to the park yesterday morning and I tried to get a picture of them together, but that was nearly impossible since they were having so much fun.  <br /><a href="javascript:openpopup('http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%205,%202010/images/dsc_5578.jpg',800,532,false);"><img src="http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%205,%202010/images/dsc_5578.jpg" width="500" height="333" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />Deacon loved this park.  He loved sliding down the big slides<br /><a href="javascript:openpopup('http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%205,%202010/images/dsc_5581.jpg',800,532,false);"><img src="http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%205,%202010/images/dsc_5581.jpg" width="500" height="333" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />and running like crazy in the open area.<br /><a href="javascript:openpopup('http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%205,%202010/images/dsc_5582.jpg',800,532,false);"><img src="http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%205,%202010/images/dsc_5582.jpg" width="500" height="333" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />They even loved giving each other hi-fives <br /><a href="javascript:openpopup('http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%205,%202010/images/dsc_5586.jpg',800,532,false);"><img src="http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%205,%202010/images/dsc_5586.jpg" width="500" height="333" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />and knucks!<br /><a href="javascript:openpopup('http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%205,%202010/images/dsc_5590.jpg',800,532,false);"><img src="http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%205,%202010/images/dsc_5590.jpg" width="500" height="333" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />After the park we met up with Bryan for lunch at one of my favorite places that Little Rock doesn&#039;t have...Steak N Shake.  After lunch Deacon was out in no time.  So, while we packed up we let him sleep.<br /><a href="javascript:openpopup('http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%205,%202010/images/dsc_5591.jpg',800,532,false);"><img src="http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%205,%202010/images/dsc_5591.jpg" width="500" height="333" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />Once we got in the car he was wide awake almost the whole way home.  <br /><br />We had a great visit with the Yazwinski&#039;s and hope to see them again soon!]]></content>
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		<issued>2010-03-06T00:00:00Z</issued>
		<modified>2010-03-06T00:00:00Z</modified>
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		<title>Hanging Out</title>
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		<content type="text/html" mode="escaped"><![CDATA[Today we didn&#039;t get out of the house much.  We pretty much just hung out, did some laundry and got ready for Uncle Landon&#039;s visit.  <br /><br />Today was the first day that Deacon was really interested in playing with his GeoTracks that he got for Christmas.  When I went to grab the camera to get a picture of it he didn&#039;t want anything to do with them.  So, when I told him to go play with them so I could take his picture he decided to just have a little posing session.<br /><br /><a href="javascript:openpopup('http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%204,%202010/images/dsc_5495.jpg',800,532,false);"><img src="http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%204,%202010/images/dsc_5495.jpg" width="500" height="333" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br /><a href="javascript:openpopup('http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%204,%202010/images/dsc_5498.jpg',800,532,false);"><img src="http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%204,%202010/images/dsc_5498.jpg" width="500" height="333" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br /><a href="javascript:openpopup('http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%204,%202010/images/dsc_5499.jpg',800,532,false);"><img src="http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%204,%202010/images/dsc_5499.jpg" width="500" height="333" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />We had great weather today and Deacon was so excited to go play outside. <br /><a href="javascript:openpopup('http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%204,%202010/images/dsc_5509.jpg',800,532,false);"><img src="http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%204,%202010/images/dsc_5509.jpg" width="500" height="333" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />He played with the neighbor&#039;s dog.<br /><a href="javascript:openpopup('http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%204,%202010/images/dsc_5521.jpg',800,532,false);"><img src="http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%204,%202010/images/dsc_5521.jpg" width="500" height="333" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br /><a href="javascript:openpopup('http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%204,%202010/images/dsc_5524.jpg',800,532,false);"><img src="http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%204,%202010/images/dsc_5524.jpg" width="500" height="333" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />And he played with his best buddy Maggie (he also helped me give her a bath today).<br /><a href="javascript:openpopup('http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%204,%202010/images/dsc_5532.jpg',800,532,false);"><img src="http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%204,%202010/images/dsc_5532.jpg" width="500" height="333" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br /><a href="javascript:openpopup('http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%204,%202010/images/dsc_5571.jpg',800,532,false);"><img src="http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%204,%202010/images/dsc_5571.jpg" width="500" height="333" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />I am loving all the quality time I get to spend with this charming little boy.<br /><a href="javascript:openpopup('http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%204,%202010/images/dsc_5551.jpg',800,532,false);"><img src="http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%204,%202010/images/dsc_5551.jpg" width="500" height="333" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%204,%202010/r" >Click here</a> for more pictures.  <br /><br /><br /><br />]]></content>
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		<issued>2010-03-05T00:00:00Z</issued>
		<modified>2010-03-05T00:00:00Z</modified>
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	<entry>
		<title>Videos </title>
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		<content type="text/html" mode="escaped"><![CDATA[I am terrible at posting videos so today I decided to finally make myself do it.  Here are some of my favorites.  <br /><br />I love his laugh in this one.    <br /><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7-2Or7Rpmic&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7-2Or7Rpmic&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br />Here he is &quot;blowing over&quot; (knocking them down with his head) the block towers his daddy made.<br /><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6IBuAQdsakg&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6IBuAQdsakg&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br />At this point Deacon was extremely tired, but instead of being fussy he was hilarious.  <br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qB1sVRUqBJ4&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qB1sVRUqBJ4&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br />Playing blocks with Grandpa Kent.<br /><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IdOFanLCDWw&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IdOFanLCDWw&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br />Deacon absolutely loves music.  He loves to sit in his floor with his ipod and dance.  Here he is dancing to one of his favorite songs.<br /><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_3aM9foIeHE&hl=en_US&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_3aM9foIeHE&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object>
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		<issued>2010-03-05T00:00:00Z</issued>
		<modified>2010-03-05T00:00:00Z</modified>
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	<entry>
		<title>Mommy&#039;s Little Helper...or Not!</title>
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		<content type="text/html" mode="escaped"><![CDATA[Today I was able to get a lot of cleaning done while Deacon was napping.  Once he woke up he decided he was going to be Mommy&#039;s little helper.  First he helped vacuum.  I just wish this toy really worked!<br /><a href="javascript:openpopup('http://www.babarnard.com/photos/Mommy&#039;s%20Helper/images/dsc_5452.jpg',800,600,false);"><img src="http://www.babarnard.com/photos/Mommy&#039;s%20Helper/images/dsc_5452.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />He also was helping me earlier in the day.  While I was folding laundry he grabbed a rag out of the basket and when into the kitchen and was &quot;cleaning&quot; the floors and chairs.  The next time I looked over he was dipping his rag into Maggie&#039;s water bowl and &quot;washing&quot; the wall.  What a great helper!<br /><br />Then I guess he decided cleaning was too much work.<br /><a href="javascript:openpopup('http://www.babarnard.com/photos/Mommy&#039;s%20Helper/images/dsc_5455.jpg',800,600,false);"><img src="http://www.babarnard.com/photos/Mommy&#039;s%20Helper/images/dsc_5455.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />When I went to vacuum his room, he grabbed his computer and sat in the middle of the floor, refusing to move. <br /><a href="javascript:openpopup('http://www.babarnard.com/photos/Mommy&#039;s%20Helper/images/dsc_5456.jpg',800,600,false);"><img src="http://www.babarnard.com/photos/Mommy&#039;s%20Helper/images/dsc_5456.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />Maggie decided to join him.<br /><a href="javascript:openpopup('http://www.babarnard.com/photos/Mommy&#039;s%20Helper/images/dsc_5460.jpg',800,600,false);"><img src="http://www.babarnard.com/photos/Mommy&#039;s%20Helper/images/dsc_5460.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />Since he loves playing in his bed he gladly rolled around in there while I cleaned his room.  <br /><a href="javascript:openpopup('http://www.babarnard.com/photos/Mommy&#039;s%20Helper/images/dsc_5472.jpg',800,600,false);"><img src="http://www.babarnard.com/photos/Mommy&#039;s%20Helper/images/dsc_5472.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />He also did some reading.<br /><a href="javascript:openpopup('http://www.babarnard.com/photos/Mommy&#039;s%20Helper/images/dsc_5479.jpg',800,600,false);"><img src="http://www.babarnard.com/photos/Mommy&#039;s%20Helper/images/dsc_5479.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />This is what I get when I tell him...say cheese.  It&#039;s kinda scary! <br /><a href="javascript:openpopup('http://www.babarnard.com/photos/Mommy&#039;s%20Helper/images/dsc_5482.jpg',800,600,false);"><img src="http://www.babarnard.com/photos/Mommy&#039;s%20Helper/images/dsc_5482.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />Later in the day he decided he wanted to go for a ride in his wagon when it was time for me to cook dinner.<br /><a href="javascript:openpopup('http://www.babarnard.com/photos/Mommy&#039;s%20Helper/images/dsc_5491.jpg',800,600,false);"><img src="http://www.babarnard.com/photos/Mommy&#039;s%20Helper/images/dsc_5491.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />What&#039;s a Mommy to do when she needs to get things done?  I guess only 1 thing...get creative.<br /><br />This is one of Deacon&#039;s favorite games to play (his Daddy taught him this).  He lays in the floor. <br /><a href="javascript:openpopup('http://www.babarnard.com/photos/Mommy&#039;s%20Helper/images/dsc_5489.jpg',800,600,false);"><img src="http://www.babarnard.com/photos/Mommy&#039;s%20Helper/images/dsc_5489.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />And then throws the ball up in the air and tries to catch it.  <br /><a href="javascript:openpopup('http://www.babarnard.com/photos/Mommy&#039;s%20Helper/images/dsc_5487.jpg',800,600,false);"><img src="http://www.babarnard.com/photos/Mommy&#039;s%20Helper/images/dsc_5487.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />This is obviously very entertaining to him! <br /><br />Sorry these pictures are huge, not sure what the issue is.]]></content>
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		<issued>2010-03-02T00:00:00Z</issued>
		<modified>2010-03-02T00:00:00Z</modified>
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	<entry>
		<title>Weekend Wrapup</title>
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		<content type="text/html" mode="escaped"><![CDATA[Saturday we had a great family day!  We spent the morining hanging around the house in our pajamas.  I went to Rhea Lana&#039;s and got Deacon lots of summer clothes!  When I got home we packed up and headed to the zoo.  We only had about an hour before they closed but it was a beautiful day.  <br /><a href="javascript:openpopup('http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%201,%202010/images/dsc_5392.jpg',800,532,false);"><img src="http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%201,%202010/images/dsc_5392.jpg" width="500" height="333" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />Deacon loved looking at the animals, there was 1 monkey that was his favorite.<br /><a href="javascript:openpopup('http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%201,%202010/images/dsc_5382.jpg',800,532,false);"><img src="http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%201,%202010/images/dsc_5382.jpg" width="500" height="333" border="0" alt="" /></a>  <br /><br />We were pleasantly surprised to see some friends there.<br /><a href="javascript:openpopup('http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%201,%202010/images/dsc_5389.jpg',800,532,false);"><img src="http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%201,%202010/images/dsc_5389.jpg" width="500" height="333" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />When we got home Daddy and Deacon had lots of fun playing with bubbles.  <br /><a href="javascript:openpopup('http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%201,%202010/images/dsc_5400.jpg',800,532,false);"><img src="http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%201,%202010/images/dsc_5400.jpg" width="500" height="333" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />Daddy tried to let Deacon blow some bubbles himself, but Deacon just tried eating the stick.<br /><a href="javascript:openpopup('http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%201,%202010/images/dsc_5423.jpg',800,532,false);"><img src="http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%201,%202010/images/dsc_5423.jpg" width="500" height="333" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />Last weekend we had <a href="http://joshandandreabaker.blogspot.com/" target="_blank" >the Baker&#039;s</a> over for dinner and Deacon and Reed had so much fun playing.  They ended up decided to have some play time in Deacon&#039;s bed.  They had so much fun laughing and squealing (mostly Deacon).  They were great entertainment for us.<br /><a href="javascript:openpopup('http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%201,%202010/images/dsc_5356.jpg',800,532,false);"><img src="http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%201,%202010/images/dsc_5356.jpg" width="500" height="333" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />Afer we got home from church yesterday we all took naps.  There is nothing better than a Sunday afternoon nap.  Especially after you have spent the morning with 25 one year olds!  <br /><a href="javascript:openpopup('http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%201,%202010/images/dsc_5444.jpg',800,533,false);"><img src="http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%201,%202010/images/dsc_5444.jpg" width="500" height="333" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />Last night we had one of our amazing women&#039;s event at church and as always it was spectacular.  Christine Cain from Hillsong was the speaker and she is so motivating.  She challenged us all to stop sitting at the gate and to get up and do what God has called us to do.  There are so many people even in our community that need our help.  I know for me I always get caught up in the business of life.  So, I am challenging myself to do more for the kingdom.  I&#039;m not exactly sure what that it is yet, but I have a few things in mind and I am rely on God to point me in the right direction.  <br /><br /><a href="http://www.babarnard.com/photos/March%201,%202010/" >More pictures</a><br /><br />And just in case you need more Deacon check <a href="http://halstedshappenings.blogspot.com/2010/02/deacon-days.html" target="_blank" >this</a> out.<br />]]></content>
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		<issued>2010-03-01T00:00:00Z</issued>
		<modified>2010-03-01T00:00:00Z</modified>
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	<entry>
		<title>Incourage</title>
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		<content type="text/html" mode="escaped"><![CDATA[I love <a href="http://www.incourage.me/jessicaturner.html" target="_blank" >this post</a>.  It is so true and such a great analogy.  <br /><br />I think I first learned this a little over 12 years ago when my grandma was diagnosed with cancer and I am still working on it.  I guess you can say I&#039;m a slow learner with some things.  Thankfully, God knows the big picture and never leaves us.  <br /><br />I know several friends and family members who are going through rough times and I wish there was something that I can do to make it better.  But in the end God is the one who is in control.  As much as we beg for God to step in and rescue us, because we think that is the &quot;right thing&quot; he sees the bigger picture and we have to trust that his way is the best.  Sometimes that is easier said than done.  I don&#039;t know if I will ever understand why somethings happen, but once again I just have to trust God.  <br /><br />As was with Moses, so I will be with you; I will never leave nor forsake you.  Joshua 1:5]]></content>
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		<issued>2010-02-26T00:00:00Z</issued>
		<modified>2010-02-26T00:00:00Z</modified>
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