<?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-8381927990498808959</id><updated>2011-07-08T12:19:10.837-07:00</updated><category term='Random'/><category term='road trip'/><category term='rhubarb'/><category term='winter fun'/><category term='craft books'/><category term='iris'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='garden'/><category term='favorite authors'/><category term='peas'/><category term='birds'/><category term='nature'/><category term='projects'/><category term='non fiction'/><category term='valentines'/><category term='gourds'/><category term='teen fiction'/><category term='gifts'/><category term='alphabet games'/><category term='TELEVISION SHOWS'/><category term='garden books'/><category term='current events'/><category term='spring'/><category term='vintage books'/><category term='family'/><category term='tomato'/><category term='recipes'/><category term='seasonal'/><category term='roses'/><category term='Beese garden'/><category term='middle school fiction'/><category term='politics'/><category term='poppies'/><category term='memorial day'/><category term='spring fun'/><category term='cucumber'/><category term='nonfiction'/><category term='television'/><category term='TBP'/><category term='beans'/><category term='nature study'/><category term='Biography'/><category term='adult nonfiction'/><category term='chapter books'/><category term='bed time stories'/><category term='outings'/><category term='cook books'/><category term='spring crafts'/><category term='flowers'/><category term='series'/><category term='picture books'/><category term='wildlife'/><title type='text'>I Had A Mother Who Read To Me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>75</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-924616272569439753</id><published>2011-01-13T09:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-13T11:13:51.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow!</title><content type='html'>I read an article this morning that said 49 of the states currently had snow on the ground. Looks like we are all in this together for the time being. My 7 year told me her favorite thing in the world is playing in the snow at recess. One of my favorite things is curling up under the covers and reading a nice bedtime story. Here is a new favorite, by one of my favorite authors, celebrating snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/TS8_vSY7qwI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/2qKOY7FTYeg/s1600/blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561734146448665346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/TS8_vSY7qwI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/2qKOY7FTYeg/s320/blog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snow&lt;br /&gt;by Cynthia Rylant&lt;br /&gt;illustrated by Lauren Stringer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together Rylant and Stringer have made a beautiful book that just gets better with each turn of the page. my daughter and I found ourselves lingering on each page, noticing the details, repeating the prose. Rylant shows us the day of a girl and her Grandmother, and sweetly describes the different types of snow. In the end Rylant tells us that "nothing lasts forever except memories" and reminds us we must enjoy it while it is here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-924616272569439753?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/924616272569439753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2011/01/snow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/924616272569439753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/924616272569439753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2011/01/snow.html' title='Snow!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/TS8_vSY7qwI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/2qKOY7FTYeg/s72-c/blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-2606067591249379842</id><published>2009-09-17T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T10:25:37.340-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tomato'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='garden'/><title type='text'>My New Favorite Tomato</title><content type='html'>I've fallen for this beautiful variety of tomato called Pineapple. It is a yellow beefsteak type that has delicate shades of red running through it. The bush loads itself with  so many of this big beauties that it's a wonder  it can hold itself up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SrJtQi3VLvI/AAAAAAAAAik/pu3MG6_l3sY/s1600-h/garden+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382484635665379058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SrJtQi3VLvI/AAAAAAAAAik/pu3MG6_l3sY/s320/garden+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to show you the inside- how pretty each slice is. And the flavor? Absolutely delicious, mild and meaty. I'll be keeping the seeds from these for next year so I can have more than one plant. Although seriously , one may be all you need!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SrJsqMsBtfI/AAAAAAAAAiU/KuoeYHGLv9w/s1600-h/garden+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382483976877356530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SrJsqMsBtfI/AAAAAAAAAiU/KuoeYHGLv9w/s320/garden+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-2606067591249379842?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/2606067591249379842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-new-favorite-tomato.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/2606067591249379842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/2606067591249379842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-new-favorite-tomato.html' title='My New Favorite Tomato'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SrJtQi3VLvI/AAAAAAAAAik/pu3MG6_l3sY/s72-c/garden+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-9038048813840408600</id><published>2009-09-10T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T17:12:57.961-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beese garden'/><title type='text'>My Pepper Plantation</title><content type='html'>This week has been a great week for harvesting our bumper crop of peppers at the community garden. The peppers are big and meaty and abundant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377377402395645922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SqBIQcUBV-I/AAAAAAAAAgU/2637NJzZEE8/s320/end+of+august+2009+068.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Orange bell peppers, just starting to ripen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377382856599197058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SqBNN6ze1YI/AAAAAAAAAhc/thvQiDq2E50/s320/August+2009+146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;These long thin peppers are super hot. They turn red when ripe, making it such a pretty plant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377382839721433330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SqBNM77gmPI/AAAAAAAAAhM/1HDPDbdPRTg/s320/August+2009+143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;A shorter hot pepper. This bush is so pretty with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;varying&lt;/span&gt; shades of red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SqBISGAGZ9I/AAAAAAAAAgs/5SobowE7D4I/s1600-h/end+of+august+2009+070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377377430766249938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SqBISGAGZ9I/AAAAAAAAAgs/5SobowE7D4I/s320/end+of+august+2009+070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The hunt for big ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377377435520154082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SqBISXthOeI/AAAAAAAAAg0/hpjLs-AmH1I/s320/end+of+august+2009+072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Success! This one is a keeper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371083681394173234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SonsJqhlpTI/AAAAAAAAAf0/TLMEKVs_ENc/s320/August+2009+174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These will ripen yellow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371083673187116082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SonsJL835DI/AAAAAAAAAfs/Bvj-QOikp0A/s320/August+2009+168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bull's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tongue&lt;/span&gt;, ripens red. A big beautiful &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;stuffing&lt;/span&gt; or canning variety. A little bitter raw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SonsKGsRT7I/AAAAAAAAAf8/mR4DsisyuCU/s1600-h/summer+lovin+091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371083688955170738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SonsKGsRT7I/AAAAAAAAAf8/mR4DsisyuCU/s320/summer+lovin+091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sweet Cherry Peppers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377382826111094146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SqBNMJOjTYI/AAAAAAAAAg8/Z5VVxJ9cM9U/s320/summer+lovin+080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The happy harvest ready &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; take home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-9038048813840408600?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/9038048813840408600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-pepper-plantation.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/9038048813840408600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/9038048813840408600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-pepper-plantation.html' title='My Pepper Plantation'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SqBIQcUBV-I/AAAAAAAAAgU/2637NJzZEE8/s72-c/end+of+august+2009+068.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-5178283100554364861</id><published>2009-08-15T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T20:15:55.573-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beese garden'/><title type='text'>Chinese Red Noodle Bean</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SoduRwN-s8I/AAAAAAAAAfc/D5lzfZJJ9SQ/s1600-h/August+2009+133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370382331942974402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SoduRwN-s8I/AAAAAAAAAfc/D5lzfZJJ9SQ/s320/August+2009+133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A new addition to my beans this year is the Chinese Red Noodle Bean from the Bakers Creek Seed catalog. They are really an interesting plant. For most of the summer they sat at the bottom or the trellis with only a couple inches growth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SoduRZiAeeI/AAAAAAAAAfU/u1FbsVTl-Gw/s1600-h/August+2009+131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370382325852961250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SoduRZiAeeI/AAAAAAAAAfU/u1FbsVTl-Gw/s320/August+2009+131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just at the moment I had given up on them they sprang to the top of the trellis and produced some interesting flowers .They either resemble an alien or an angel, not sure which.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370389466485525826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/Sod0xCdejUI/AAAAAAAAAfk/tFswQI2cVGI/s320/summer+lovin+093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Then, magically , the red beans appear, looking like a cascade of fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SoduRGC3ErI/AAAAAAAAAfM/9C9uTnka5Tw/s1600-h/August+2009+130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370382320622047922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SoduRGC3ErI/AAAAAAAAAfM/9C9uTnka5Tw/s320/August+2009+130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I picked one off and tried it right off the and it was good! (and almost a meal in itself.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I gathered the longest ones and brought them inside. I knew I was going to blow the kids mind with these babies. What was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; reaction? Nothing, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nada,&lt;/span&gt; zilch- not even the usual eye roll.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SoduQi-vOqI/AAAAAAAAAfE/lFsKasu4OM0/s1600-h/August+2009+132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370382311209515682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SoduQi-vOqI/AAAAAAAAAfE/lFsKasu4OM0/s320/August+2009+132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, I'm a dork I know. But these are really cool beans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-5178283100554364861?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/5178283100554364861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/08/chinese-red-noodle-bean.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/5178283100554364861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/5178283100554364861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/08/chinese-red-noodle-bean.html' title='Chinese Red Noodle Bean'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SoduRwN-s8I/AAAAAAAAAfc/D5lzfZJJ9SQ/s72-c/August+2009+133.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-7396237467011930496</id><published>2009-08-14T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T12:55:43.069-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gourds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='garden'/><title type='text'>Tennessee Spinning Gourds</title><content type='html'>Every spring my husband and I get into an argument about the gourds I'm planning to grow in the garden. He thinks gourds are utterly useless and take up too much valuable space that could be put to better use. I , on the other hand, keep expanding my selections of gourds each year and stick them wherever I find an empty spot. This year I've found a new favorite. The Tennessee Spinning Gourd, or Dancing Gourd as it is sometimes called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SoW8UBlBWzI/AAAAAAAAAes/S7UcSG8rcPc/s1600-h/summer+lovin+142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369905182916303666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SoW8UBlBWzI/AAAAAAAAAes/S7UcSG8rcPc/s320/summer+lovin+142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The leaves are a brilliant shade of green and have a nice size and shape to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SoW8Tk5AKGI/AAAAAAAAAek/uqencHZEtPM/s1600-h/summer+lovin+143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369905175215482978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SoW8Tk5AKGI/AAAAAAAAAek/uqencHZEtPM/s320/summer+lovin+143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gourd themselves are about  two inches long with pretty green stripes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SoW6zwRjIuI/AAAAAAAAAec/9haPPHzlU5A/s1600-h/summer+lovin+133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369903529003786978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SoW6zwRjIuI/AAAAAAAAAec/9haPPHzlU5A/s320/summer+lovin+133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vine has neat fairy tale- like tendrils all over it that adds interest to this lovely vine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SoW6zYH2xDI/AAAAAAAAAeU/bQFUxOKPLmY/s1600-h/summer+lovin+137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369903522520679474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SoW6zYH2xDI/AAAAAAAAAeU/bQFUxOKPLmY/s320/summer+lovin+137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is one that is just starting to form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SoW6yviVc0I/AAAAAAAAAeM/08ituEZje64/s1600-h/summer+lovin+126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369903511625888578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SoW6yviVc0I/AAAAAAAAAeM/08ituEZje64/s320/summer+lovin+126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gourd can be used as a top when turned over and spun on it's skinny end. They also are a nice size to paint and use as jewelry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369905194985920914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SoW8UuipGZI/AAAAAAAAAe0/gZVM6LJL-Jw/s320/summer+lovin+136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little gourds are prolific. I have one plant growing out of a big pot in my kitchen garden and it already has about a  dozen spinners on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SoW47_djWOI/AAAAAAAAAd8/afvuwJXF0Eo/s1600-h/summer+lovin+122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369901471496362210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SoW47_djWOI/AAAAAAAAAd8/afvuwJXF0Eo/s320/summer+lovin+122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As you can see I've totally flipped for this beauty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SoW47QslZqI/AAAAAAAAAd0/0cFGM_Z2wxQ/s1600-h/summer+lovin+121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369901458942944930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SoW47QslZqI/AAAAAAAAAd0/0cFGM_Z2wxQ/s320/summer+lovin+121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't stop taking pictures of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SoW45Vkhy6I/AAAAAAAAAdk/dYjrkHfTW6E/s1600-h/summer+lovin+129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369901425891593122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SoW45Vkhy6I/AAAAAAAAAdk/dYjrkHfTW6E/s320/summer+lovin+129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the dog likes it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-7396237467011930496?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/7396237467011930496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/08/tennessee-spinning-gourds.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/7396237467011930496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/7396237467011930496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/08/tennessee-spinning-gourds.html' title='Tennessee Spinning Gourds'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SoW8UBlBWzI/AAAAAAAAAes/S7UcSG8rcPc/s72-c/summer+lovin+142.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-2481720827247954788</id><published>2009-06-15T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T08:21:40.274-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wildlife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='garden'/><title type='text'>A Garden Visitor.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SjZlif9p47I/AAAAAAAAAdc/wmzi6ChnlDI/s1600-h/snapping+turtle+043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347573250919097266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SjZlif9p47I/AAAAAAAAAdc/wmzi6ChnlDI/s320/snapping+turtle+043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look what we found in the garden this morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SjZliGvBStI/AAAAAAAAAdU/MqWP7iW4UEo/s1600-h/snapping+turtle+040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347573244146830034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SjZliGvBStI/AAAAAAAAAdU/MqWP7iW4UEo/s320/snapping+turtle+040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A huge snapping turtle nestled in among the peppers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SjZlh1-9l1I/AAAAAAAAAdM/__p6qy8KtNE/s1600-h/snapping+turtle+041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347573239650293586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SjZlh1-9l1I/AAAAAAAAAdM/__p6qy8KtNE/s320/snapping+turtle+041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At first we thought she dropped by for a bite to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SjZlhREEneI/AAAAAAAAAdE/eyINtad_rCQ/s1600-h/snapping+turtle+046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347573229739613666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SjZlhREEneI/AAAAAAAAAdE/eyINtad_rCQ/s320/snapping+turtle+046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Upon  closer inspection we found the real reason for her visit! A new egg to research!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-2481720827247954788?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/2481720827247954788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/06/garden-visitor.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/2481720827247954788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/2481720827247954788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/06/garden-visitor.html' title='A Garden Visitor.....'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SjZlif9p47I/AAAAAAAAAdc/wmzi6ChnlDI/s72-c/snapping+turtle+043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-4004782885316740090</id><published>2009-06-08T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T11:27:15.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cup and Saucer Canterbury Bells</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/Si1Vs_w7pZI/AAAAAAAAAc8/THMHDL5lazs/s1600-h/June+041.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Campanula&lt;/span&gt; medium (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bellflower&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/Si1VssgojDI/AAAAAAAAAc0/hu4NvH4nITs/s1600-h/June+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345022559109286962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/Si1VssgojDI/AAAAAAAAAc0/hu4NvH4nITs/s320/June+037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; These are biennial. They flower the second year . A great lesson in garden patience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/Si1VsevoWYI/AAAAAAAAAcs/moHLrrFFHU8/s1600-h/June+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345022555414092162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/Si1VsevoWYI/AAAAAAAAAcs/moHLrrFFHU8/s320/June+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were on of the first flowers imported to America in colonial times. Thomas Jefferson kept them in his garden at Monticello. ( just some nerdy garden info for you.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/Si1VsOqY8SI/AAAAAAAAAck/urrnxVrUl5o/s1600-h/June+046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345022551097143586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/Si1VsOqY8SI/AAAAAAAAAck/urrnxVrUl5o/s320/June+046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In this picture you can see how the bottom petals flair out to form a saucer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My girls started these from seem last year. From a packet of seed we ended up with 3 big beautiful blooming plants this year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-4004782885316740090?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/4004782885316740090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/06/cup-and-saucer-canterbury-bells.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/4004782885316740090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/4004782885316740090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/06/cup-and-saucer-canterbury-bells.html' title='Cup and Saucer Canterbury Bells'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/Si1VssgojDI/AAAAAAAAAc0/hu4NvH4nITs/s72-c/June+037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-5154929593091583783</id><published>2009-05-31T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T10:42:34.334-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beese garden'/><title type='text'>A Look At My Community Garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SiVKXpmvlmI/AAAAAAAAAcc/YwDgLl5V-Zo/s1600-h/nature+center+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I finally finished planting the plot I have in my community garden. It's been such a wet and cold spring here in the Chicago area, so planting days have been few and far between. A large plot is only $15 for the season. Sometimes it is a struggle to get over &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;there&lt;/span&gt;, even though it's only 5 minutes away. But it is a wonderful place to meet gardening friends and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt;-stress for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342758299595251762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SiVKXcglIDI/AAAAAAAAAcU/3sFl9_hy9v8/s320/nature+center+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of the garden a couple weeks ago. It is marked out with sticks. We have to use the rototiller on our own , but it's really not too bad. The soil is lovely and rich, but parts are more full of clay then others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342757201455553778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SiVJXhnrHPI/AAAAAAAAAbs/Fj6Gc4Qhdc8/s320/garden+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is how it looks today. Everything is planted but still very small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342757207291390242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SiVJX3XC6SI/AAAAAAAAAb0/nupRg6AGH2c/s320/garden+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This is my lettuce bed on the left. The middle is cayenne peppers, separated from the other peppers on the other side. Also some celeriac and kohlrabi. The row on the right is eggplant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342757213637010962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SiVJYO_9ZhI/AAAAAAAAAb8/2Pv7cf1ipkU/s320/garden+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here are my various gourds and pumpkins. I just started the trellis, haven't finished it yet. Last year my winter squash got hit hard by some sort of vine-boring worm. So I planted radishes around each hill to try and deter pests .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342757221585499714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SiVJYsnBtkI/AAAAAAAAAcM/Z-Lx-VV3HkU/s320/nature+center+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;These are some neat markers some gardeners have a few rows down. Just thought I'd show them to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SiVJYQmjP3I/AAAAAAAAAcE/ZoCHz31Jqzw/s1600-h/nature+center+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342757214067310450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SiVJYQmjP3I/AAAAAAAAAcE/ZoCHz31Jqzw/s320/nature+center+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a larger view. I'll  have to look for those for next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More pictures to come when things really get going!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-5154929593091583783?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/5154929593091583783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/05/look-at-my-community-garden.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/5154929593091583783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/5154929593091583783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/05/look-at-my-community-garden.html' title='A Look At My Community Garden'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SiVKXcglIDI/AAAAAAAAAcU/3sFl9_hy9v8/s72-c/nature+center+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-5293265111584764050</id><published>2009-05-28T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T22:00:05.746-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rhubarb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recipes'/><title type='text'>Rhubarb</title><content type='html'>One of my most vivid memories from childhood is eating rhubarb right from the rhubarb patch. My brothers and I loved to play in that rhubarb patch. The huge stalks became swords or wands, and the large leaves made perfect roofs for our forts. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/Sh9co8d4Q1I/AAAAAAAAAbc/XKeFUvEJdG0/s1600-h/garden+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341089541580669778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/Sh9co8d4Q1I/AAAAAAAAAbc/XKeFUvEJdG0/s320/garden+037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I only have one little plant at my house. But it was important to me to introduce my girls to the taste of it. They balked at the idea of eating this weed-looking plant, I told them- "Whatever you do- don't eat the leaves- they are poisonous." Of course they were fascinated by rhubarb then.(suckers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341089545621313554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/Sh9cpLhPmBI/AAAAAAAAAbk/_5NeUMoYMwc/s320/edward%27s+baptism+135.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My favorite way to eat it is raw- I love the tartness of it. The girls will eat anything with massive amounts of sugar in it. Since I'm not good making pies, I love making this quick and easy crumble recipe. The girls are hooked now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rhubarb Crisp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 1/2 cups quick cooking oats&lt;br /&gt;2 1/2 cups brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;3 cups all-purpose flour&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup butter, melted&lt;br /&gt;9 cups chopped rhubarb&lt;br /&gt;3 teaspoons ground cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;2 cups water&lt;br /&gt;2 cups white sugar&lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup cornstarch&lt;br /&gt;2 teaspoons vanilla extract&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="ctl00_CenterColumnPlaceHolder_RecipeToolsControl_lnkSaveToRecipeBoxIcon" style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" href="http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Rhubarb-Crisp/SaveToRecipeBox.ashx" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preheat oven to 350 degrees F (175 degrees C). Grease a 9x13 inch baking dish.&lt;br /&gt;In a large bowl, mix together oats, brown sugar, flour and butter. Put half of the mixture into the bottom of the baking dish. Place rhubarb over top of mixture and sprinkle with cinnamon.&lt;br /&gt;In a medium saucepan, cook water, sugar, cornstarch and vanilla over medium heat until thick; let cool slightly. Pour over rhubarb and sprinkle remaining oat and flour mixture on top. Bake in preheated oven for 30 to 35 minutes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-5293265111584764050?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/5293265111584764050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/05/rhubarb.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/5293265111584764050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/5293265111584764050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/05/rhubarb.html' title='Rhubarb'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/Sh9co8d4Q1I/AAAAAAAAAbc/XKeFUvEJdG0/s72-c/garden+037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-7201080767265757891</id><published>2009-05-26T15:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T16:02:09.704-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poppies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memorial day'/><title type='text'>Memorial Day Poppy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/ShxxBcok4aI/AAAAAAAAAbU/HFm_yoFBLD0/s1600-h/may+2009+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340267527834755490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/ShxxBcok4aI/AAAAAAAAAbU/HFm_yoFBLD0/s320/may+2009+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;                                                                In Flanders Fields &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae, MD (1872-1918) Canadian Army &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Flanders Fields the poppies blow &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Between the crosses row on row, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That mark our place; and in the sky &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The larks, still bravely singing, fly &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Scarce heard amid the guns below. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are the Dead. Short days ago &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Loved and were loved, and now we lie &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In Flanders fields. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take up our quarrel with the foe: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To you from failing hands we throw&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; The torch; be yours to hold it high. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If ye break faith with us who die &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We shall not sleep, though poppies grow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; In Flanders fields. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-7201080767265757891?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/7201080767265757891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/05/memorial-day-poppy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/7201080767265757891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/7201080767265757891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/05/memorial-day-poppy.html' title='Memorial Day Poppy'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/ShxxBcok4aI/AAAAAAAAAbU/HFm_yoFBLD0/s72-c/may+2009+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-3063035116894832334</id><published>2009-05-19T13:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T14:17:35.908-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature study'/><title type='text'>Nature Study....Robins</title><content type='html'>A couple weeks ago we found a little surprise in our bushes. Actually it wasn't a surprise because we noticed the mother and father Robin working feverishly, building their nest.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337641302999832018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/ShMcfCvCFdI/AAAAAAAAAbM/iNQ_F7vMVvg/s320/P5060004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The eggs made my DD squeal with delight...and then a hundred questions followed, as only a five year old can dish out! When will they hatch? How do they get out of the egg? Will the eggshell hurt them? Why are they blue? We went to the library to do research . &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337641296650186434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/ShMcerFKLsI/AAAAAAAAAbE/-Kwjq2iPmCQ/s320/may+2009+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The anticipation was overwhelming! Then yesterday, they started to emerge. More questions and concerns....What do they eat? Are they afraid to be left alone? When will their eyes open? When will they fly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337641292491640498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/ShMceblrzrI/AAAAAAAAAa8/SfcMTFL0bME/s320/may+2009+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;They are cute aren't they? We had a lot of fun learning all about Robins. It was a fun springtime activity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337641282317353650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/ShMcd1r8grI/AAAAAAAAAa0/NfH-N7gKrzQ/s320/may+2009+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Some of our research materials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-3063035116894832334?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/3063035116894832334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/05/nature-studyrobins.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/3063035116894832334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/3063035116894832334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/05/nature-studyrobins.html' title='Nature Study....Robins'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/ShMcfCvCFdI/AAAAAAAAAbM/iNQ_F7vMVvg/s72-c/P5060004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-7314556333335853157</id><published>2009-05-18T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T10:04:42.291-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cucumber'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iris'/><title type='text'>Hillbilly Cucumbers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/ShGRrhD8zXI/AAAAAAAAAak/ah0kDCm3Bms/s1600-h/may+2009+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337207210206088562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/ShGRrhD8zXI/AAAAAAAAAak/ah0kDCm3Bms/s320/may+2009+006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The plants have been loving all the rain we've gotten this spring! The peas I planted on St. Patrick's Day have almost reached the top of their trellis. They have never grown that fast before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/ShGRrVSeSKI/AAAAAAAAAac/4lXt2v2IfZQ/s1600-h/may+2009+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337207207045777570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/ShGRrVSeSKI/AAAAAAAAAac/4lXt2v2IfZQ/s320/may+2009+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last week I planted some of the cucumbers from my seed shelf along the side fence. I use my daughter's old crib bottom as a trellis. I think it works so well, but it makes my yard look like a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hillbilly's&lt;/span&gt; until the plants cover it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/ShGRrFjGzFI/AAAAAAAAAaU/eADw2_eDnK4/s1600-h/may+2009+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337207202820574290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/ShGRrFjGzFI/AAAAAAAAAaU/eADw2_eDnK4/s320/may+2009+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's hard to see, but this is a Turk's Turban Squash I planted along with the cucumbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/ShGRq8tMOmI/AAAAAAAAAaM/-FhpBuSu36c/s1600-h/may+2009+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337207200446954082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/ShGRq8tMOmI/AAAAAAAAAaM/-FhpBuSu36c/s320/may+2009+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is a better view of the awful way the crib springs look. Maybe it's more socially acceptable now because of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;recycling&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/ShGRqiLr8iI/AAAAAAAAAaE/rxRyXJAv--4/s1600-h/may+2009+010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337207193327104546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/ShGRqiLr8iI/AAAAAAAAAaE/rxRyXJAv--4/s320/may+2009+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my Iris bloomed for the first time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-7314556333335853157?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/7314556333335853157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/05/hillbilly-cucumbers.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/7314556333335853157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/7314556333335853157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/05/hillbilly-cucumbers.html' title='Hillbilly Cucumbers'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/ShGRrhD8zXI/AAAAAAAAAak/ah0kDCm3Bms/s72-c/may+2009+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-1530968764604393269</id><published>2009-05-07T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T06:34:45.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>After The Rain</title><content type='html'>What is it about spring rain that makes it so different from other times of the year? Instead of being dreary and gloomy it is light and nurturing.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333307997988613746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SgO3XfncbnI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/lpNWdWzomz8/s320/may+2009+069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;It doesn't keep us hold up inside, instead &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;beckons&lt;/span&gt; us out to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SgO3XOOln2I/AAAAAAAAAZs/QLPim3VFHm8/s1600-h/may+2009+052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333307993320955746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SgO3XOOln2I/AAAAAAAAAZs/QLPim3VFHm8/s320/may+2009+052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Instead of being cold and clammy it is warm and fresh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SgO3W0YUr1I/AAAAAAAAAZk/1zW2ngO3Cuo/s1600-h/may+2009+061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333307986382466898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SgO3W0YUr1I/AAAAAAAAAZk/1zW2ngO3Cuo/s320/may+2009+061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Is spring rain really different or are we just dazzled by our surroundings so much that we don't seem to mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SgO3WYR1BRI/AAAAAAAAAZc/1pqIeZwmO7M/s1600-h/may+2009+053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333307978839033106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SgO3WYR1BRI/AAAAAAAAAZc/1pqIeZwmO7M/s320/may+2009+053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In our minds we know it will end soon and beauty will surround us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SgO3WC9E1rI/AAAAAAAAAZU/iSeKG7su1nQ/s1600-h/may+2009+044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333307973114844850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SgO3WC9E1rI/AAAAAAAAAZU/iSeKG7su1nQ/s320/may+2009+044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it all a matter of perspective? I'm always amazed when gardening how much nature mirrors life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-1530968764604393269?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/1530968764604393269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/05/after-rain.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/1530968764604393269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/1530968764604393269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/05/after-rain.html' title='After The Rain'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SgO3XfncbnI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/lpNWdWzomz8/s72-c/may+2009+069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-5414893337298113683</id><published>2009-05-06T20:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T20:33:08.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Heart For Bianca</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SgJT19oOjXI/AAAAAAAAAY8/spLoJOcx4Kw/s1600-h/may+2009+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332917095301549426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SgJT19oOjXI/AAAAAAAAAY8/spLoJOcx4Kw/s320/may+2009+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My bleeding heat has bloomed. When I saw it I was reminded of the heart in Bianca's blog title. So I had to post it to my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Brazilian&lt;/span&gt; friend! Some of the feelings white flowers represent are purity, heavenly, sincerity, innocence, silence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-5414893337298113683?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/5414893337298113683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/05/heart-for-bianca.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/5414893337298113683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/5414893337298113683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/05/heart-for-bianca.html' title='A Heart For Bianca'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SgJT19oOjXI/AAAAAAAAAY8/spLoJOcx4Kw/s72-c/may+2009+034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-1255705685761270769</id><published>2009-05-04T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T10:12:46.642-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Girl Power</title><content type='html'>I went to my first ever water polo game the other day to watch my niece , Carly play for her high school JV team. It was quite thrilling to watch! Water polo is a fast paced game that is played while all the girls are treading water. The play is very intense. As I was watching I couldn't believe this was my first time watching the sport. I love anything where girls show their beautiful powerful true selves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/Sf-9Eafrl_I/AAAAAAAAAYc/riSlGHWkI40/s1600-h/carly+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332188367359285234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/Sf-9Eafrl_I/AAAAAAAAAYc/riSlGHWkI40/s320/carly+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Carly, #14 , defending her opponent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/Sf-9EDWn7jI/AAAAAAAAAYU/df75Ncig_yw/s1600-h/carly+074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332188361147280946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/Sf-9EDWn7jI/AAAAAAAAAYU/df75Ncig_yw/s320/carly+074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Instead of running you have to swim hard to get to the ball.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/Sf-6x2gAH8I/AAAAAAAAAYE/neN1ErukhF0/s1600-h/carly+042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332185849436053442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/Sf-6x2gAH8I/AAAAAAAAAYE/neN1ErukhF0/s320/carly+042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; of pulling, kicking and elbowing while going for the ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/Sf-6xjIfJrI/AAAAAAAAAX8/YMEvBsRW6v0/s1600-h/carly+080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332185844237149874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/Sf-6xjIfJrI/AAAAAAAAAX8/YMEvBsRW6v0/s320/carly+080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A well deserved time out...the only time to take a breather!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/Sf-6xZLwVXI/AAAAAAAAAX0/2RGwiqpIh44/s1600-h/carly+089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332185841566504306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/Sf-6xZLwVXI/AAAAAAAAAX0/2RGwiqpIh44/s320/carly+089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Carly is making a shot on goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332190449189169810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/Sf--9l6mqpI/AAAAAAAAAY0/3GtVFOJsWCM/s320/carly+058+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt; I'm very proud of you Carly! You work so hard at everything you do! I can't wait for the next game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-1255705685761270769?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/1255705685761270769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/05/girl-power.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/1255705685761270769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/1255705685761270769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/05/girl-power.html' title='Girl Power'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/Sf-9Eafrl_I/AAAAAAAAAYc/riSlGHWkI40/s72-c/carly+013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-6767430327299613626</id><published>2009-04-28T14:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T14:50:38.654-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>Crabtree Nature Center</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/Sfd5-Gtt7gI/AAAAAAAAAXg/iPy56Sqg4HQ/s1600-h/nature+center+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329862791877488130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/Sfd5-Gtt7gI/AAAAAAAAAXg/iPy56Sqg4HQ/s320/nature+center+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was a beautiful day here in the Chicago area. The sun finally shone after days of rain. Even though it was a little chilly (temperature was around 50 degrees F) it was perfect hiking weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We visited &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Crabtree&lt;/span&gt; Nature Center, part of the local Forest Preserve. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SfdyQM64yUI/AAAAAAAAAXI/BBAJCrmV3C4/s1600-h/nature+center+053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329854306687961410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SfdyQM64yUI/AAAAAAAAAXI/BBAJCrmV3C4/s320/nature+center+053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is the path to the duck blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SfdyP2odaAI/AAAAAAAAAXA/nWMEkTcCeYg/s1600-h/nature+center+057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329854300705089538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SfdyP2odaAI/AAAAAAAAAXA/nWMEkTcCeYg/s320/nature+center+057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I found some Trillium getting ready to bloom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329856551160252082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/Sfd0S2OyBrI/AAAAAAAAAXY/61bzJIYdmCw/s320/nature+center+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We always are on the lookout for tracks. I think these are deer footprints.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SfdyPibkOtI/AAAAAAAAAW4/DZKDWWjY84g/s1600-h/nature+center+066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329854295282301650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SfdyPibkOtI/AAAAAAAAAW4/DZKDWWjY84g/s320/nature+center+066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Can you see the frog? He has good camouflage! They were croaking like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SfdyPUsZRTI/AAAAAAAAAWw/JwA_uiRgC9s/s1600-h/nature+center+071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329854291594790194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SfdyPUsZRTI/AAAAAAAAAWw/JwA_uiRgC9s/s320/nature+center+071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some pretty Virginia Bluebells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SfdyPD7SCmI/AAAAAAAAAWo/3N5Ubc_YGQ4/s1600-h/nature+center+074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329854287093828194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SfdyPD7SCmI/AAAAAAAAAWo/3N5Ubc_YGQ4/s320/nature+center+074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A real treat to see some cute goslings swimming with mom and Dad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Signs of Spring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-6767430327299613626?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/6767430327299613626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/04/crabtree-nature-center.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/6767430327299613626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/6767430327299613626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/04/crabtree-nature-center.html' title='Crabtree Nature Center'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/Sfd5-Gtt7gI/AAAAAAAAAXg/iPy56Sqg4HQ/s72-c/nature+center+023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-6057920187911902366</id><published>2009-04-27T12:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T12:51:08.677-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='road trip'/><title type='text'>Interlochen Arts Academy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SfYIl6hASUI/AAAAAAAAAWY/zhhfXHmxans/s1600-h/Emily%27s+Cameraaaa+062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329456656495429954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SfYIl6hASUI/AAAAAAAAAWY/zhhfXHmxans/s200/Emily%27s+Cameraaaa+062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This weekend was a family trip to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Interlochen&lt;/span&gt; Arts Academy in Michigan. My niece , Jackie, is a Freshman at the fine arts school. First she entertained with a choral concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SfYH0aB7lMI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/QGGBZZuQVek/s1600-h/Emily%27s+Cameraaaa+079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329455805961573570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SfYH0aB7lMI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/QGGBZZuQVek/s200/Emily%27s+Cameraaaa+079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The school of 500 students is in Northeast &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Michigan&lt;/span&gt;. What a beautiful setting to nurture creativity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SfYH0Do3C1I/AAAAAAAAAWI/DetKCpLMxqI/s1600-h/Emily%27s+Cameraaaa+063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329455799950838610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SfYH0Do3C1I/AAAAAAAAAWI/DetKCpLMxqI/s200/Emily%27s+Cameraaaa+063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The campus is 1200 acres, founded in 1928. Young students come from all over the world to attend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SfYHH9qAhQI/AAAAAAAAAWA/Mcz5Lel5c4E/s1600-h/Emily%27s+Cameraaaa+074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329455042430797058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SfYHH9qAhQI/AAAAAAAAAWA/Mcz5Lel5c4E/s200/Emily%27s+Cameraaaa+074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One look at the classrooms will show you this school is extraordinary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SfYHHpuD3kI/AAAAAAAAAV4/sGFoqjpcRSM/s1600-h/Emily%27s+Cameraaaa+075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329455037079084610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SfYHHpuD3kI/AAAAAAAAAV4/sGFoqjpcRSM/s200/Emily%27s+Cameraaaa+075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My girl's favorite part was the beautiful ceiling in each classroom. It is open - as if to let enlightenment in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SfYHHfGacFI/AAAAAAAAAVw/L2VPfyjH4QY/s1600-h/Emily%27s+Cameraaaa+078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329455034228437074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SfYHHfGacFI/AAAAAAAAAVw/L2VPfyjH4QY/s200/Emily%27s+Cameraaaa+078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some famous alumni include Josh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Groban&lt;/span&gt;, Jewel, Felicity Huffman, artist Robert Snyder to name just a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SfYHHKtIrtI/AAAAAAAAAVo/RisD03TNPHo/s1600-h/Emily%27s+Cameraaaa+077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329455028753706706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SfYHHKtIrtI/AAAAAAAAAVo/RisD03TNPHo/s200/Emily%27s+Cameraaaa+077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful open &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;corridors&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SfYHG_WXgHI/AAAAAAAAAVg/0HjaOjzg4Co/s1600-h/Emily%27s+Cameraaaa+076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329455025705418866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SfYHG_WXgHI/AAAAAAAAAVg/0HjaOjzg4Co/s200/Emily%27s+Cameraaaa+076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another favorite spot, the huge library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329456661236114322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SfYImMLRY5I/AAAAAAAAAWg/1dTD8sk7yAc/s200/Emily%27s+Cameraaaa+064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so proud of you Jackie! Thanks for a great weekend.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-6057920187911902366?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/6057920187911902366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/04/interlochen-arts-academy.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/6057920187911902366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/6057920187911902366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/04/interlochen-arts-academy.html' title='Interlochen Arts Academy'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SfYIl6hASUI/AAAAAAAAAWY/zhhfXHmxans/s72-c/Emily%27s+Cameraaaa+062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-6962348420876235056</id><published>2009-04-23T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T23:05:13.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Signs of "The Recession" in Every Day Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;As we are entering this season of renewal, the country's economy is in need of new life as well. It has been a long hard winter for all of us collectively and I thought I'd share some changes I've noticed while going through the day.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328109950603564834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SfE_xUHzFyI/AAAAAAAAAVY/EqvdW-cLSF4/s320/April+2008+078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our local paper comes out once a week. I have noticed that the help wanted section has dwindled down to half a page. A couple of years ago it was about 5 or 6 pages long. Even seasonal work around Christmas and now summer just doesn't seem to be there.Contrast that with the dramatic rise in the foreclosure notice section, about 8 pages long. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've come to be able to spot the difference between a foreclosure "for sale" sign and a regular one.&lt;/p&gt;Some of the popular restaurants in our town are closing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This past spring break the amount of people who went away was way down.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Use of our public library has gone way up. I can remember sometimes being one of the only people sitting in the library. Well now it is jam packed all the time. I'm happy to see it being used, it's just such a shocking increase!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;These are just a few little examples. A lot of people have it much worse. We all look forward with hope that things are getting better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-6962348420876235056?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/6962348420876235056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/04/signs-of-recession-in-every-day-life.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/6962348420876235056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/6962348420876235056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/04/signs-of-recession-in-every-day-life.html' title='Signs of &quot;The Recession&quot; in Every Day Life'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SfE_xUHzFyI/AAAAAAAAAVY/EqvdW-cLSF4/s72-c/April+2008+078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-853566515776941504</id><published>2009-04-17T12:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T12:22:03.271-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TBP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flowers'/><title type='text'>Ridiculously In Love.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;With &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ranunculus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325739854455549266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SejULj72rVI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/VOHWT8Zdojw/s320/flowers+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked up these pots of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Rununculus&lt;/span&gt; at Home Depot. I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt; head over heels in love with their delicate layer petals and eye popping color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325739852645455346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SejULdMS1fI/AAAAAAAAAVI/PE9RbLqb7bs/s320/flowers+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember Martha Stewart saying they are one of her favorite flowers, now I can see why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325739846917055890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SejULH2iZZI/AAAAAAAAAVA/fQyk58_RAto/s320/flowers+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are also called Persian Buttercups. They grow from tubers. I'm going to put them on my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;TBP&lt;/span&gt; list (to be planted).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-853566515776941504?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/853566515776941504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/04/ridiculously-in-love.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/853566515776941504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/853566515776941504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/04/ridiculously-in-love.html' title='Ridiculously In Love.....'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SejULj72rVI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/VOHWT8Zdojw/s72-c/flowers+013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-4854713117906025021</id><published>2009-04-16T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T14:51:04.297-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='roses'/><title type='text'>A Risky Investment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SeejAKZbMSI/AAAAAAAAAUw/4XkxmpSqtqg/s1600-h/carly+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325404307575222562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 273px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SeejAKZbMSI/AAAAAAAAAUw/4XkxmpSqtqg/s320/carly+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I planted 5 tree roses along the driveway.   I've been looking for something for this ugly strip of driveway and I thought these would be perfect. Last year I tried a bunch of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;perennials&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;kind of&lt;/span&gt; looking for a cottage look, and I found it to just look sloppy instead. So I thought if  I started with a more formal foundation it would pull everything together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had trouble getting them all in the picture, but you can probably get the idea. Nothing has really come up yet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;except&lt;/span&gt; the tulips. When I asked my daughter , "What do you think?" she responded, "Why did you plant sticks Mommy?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I have to do some research on how to care for them. I think I read &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;somewhere&lt;/span&gt; that tree roses are grafted onto apple trunks, or some similar &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;straight&lt;/span&gt; strong trunk. So I'm thinking they won't like the cold winter here in zone 5. Every time I plant roses I think of my Dad. He always grew beautiful roses when we were younger!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-4854713117906025021?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/4854713117906025021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/04/risky-investment.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/4854713117906025021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/4854713117906025021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/04/risky-investment.html' title='A Risky Investment'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SeejAKZbMSI/AAAAAAAAAUw/4XkxmpSqtqg/s72-c/carly+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-5117940807746219160</id><published>2009-04-15T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T05:52:51.538-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring'/><title type='text'>The Forsythia Is In Bloom</title><content type='html'>Today the first real sign of arrived....the Forsythia opened it's beautiful blooms! The weather is expected to follow suit in the next couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SeZ4wH-UAnI/AAAAAAAAAUg/Ephfqm5Jyt0/s1600-h/carly+100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325076377581650546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SeZ4wH-UAnI/AAAAAAAAAUg/Ephfqm5Jyt0/s320/carly+100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard not to be cheered by the branches full of golden goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-5117940807746219160?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/5117940807746219160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/04/forsythia-is-in-bloom.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/5117940807746219160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/5117940807746219160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/04/forsythia-is-in-bloom.html' title='The Forsythia Is In Bloom'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SeZ4wH-UAnI/AAAAAAAAAUg/Ephfqm5Jyt0/s72-c/carly+100.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-3738452079609218883</id><published>2009-04-13T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T06:21:17.834-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cook books'/><title type='text'>A Beautiful Baking Book</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SeOlwhZDxcI/AAAAAAAAAUY/dNd6Q0PVNiw/s1600-h/index.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324281437497836994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SeOlwhZDxcI/AAAAAAAAAUY/dNd6Q0PVNiw/s320/index.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Heirloom Baking with the Brass Sisters"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Marilynn&lt;/span&gt; and Sheila Brass&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is my new favorite cookbook! I love everything about it. First off we meet the adorable Brass sisters in the introduction. They are both in their 60's and for me I was smitten with them right from the start!They recall their strong girlhood memories of baking with their mother so lovingly. It reminds all of us mothers how important it is to create these sensory memories for our kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The book itself is stunningly beautiful. The beginning of the chapters and the edges of the pages are decorated with vintage fabric photos. The end papers are full of vintage recipe ephemera- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;recipes&lt;/span&gt; hand written in that beautiful longhand script from the past. Throughout the book are pictures of vintage kitchen gadgets that are really neat to read about. I also like the pictures of the old recipe booklets the sisters have collected over the years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have rarely seen a cookbook where I have wanted to try each and every recipe! Included with each recipe is the story of where the recipe came from and how the Brass sisters came upon it. That is what makes this book such a treasure. The stories are fascinating. They tested and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tweaked&lt;/span&gt; each recipe. The only hard part is deciding what to make first!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When my Mom was over for Easter dinner I was telling her about the book and brought it out to show her. She was equally entranced by the book. Mom recalled  her own childhood memories of baking with her mother. It made for a happy conversation. I can't help but think this book would make a perfect Mother's Day gift!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-3738452079609218883?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/3738452079609218883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/04/beautiful-baking-book.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/3738452079609218883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/3738452079609218883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/04/beautiful-baking-book.html' title='A Beautiful Baking Book'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SeOlwhZDxcI/AAAAAAAAAUY/dNd6Q0PVNiw/s72-c/index.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-7443918919329933848</id><published>2009-04-12T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T15:37:30.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SeJs2zZZjZI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/qagM8qnX__8/s1600-h/easter+bunny+09+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323937398270823826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SeJs2zZZjZI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/qagM8qnX__8/s320/easter+bunny+09+037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-7443918919329933848?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/7443918919329933848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-easter.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/7443918919329933848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/7443918919329933848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SeJs2zZZjZI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/qagM8qnX__8/s72-c/easter+bunny+09+037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-7342060784657373924</id><published>2009-04-11T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T15:34:32.065-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>Easter Weekend Petting Zoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SeEZSjJ_ksI/AAAAAAAAAUI/yuJ0NDZuok0/s1600-h/easter+bunny+09+045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323564040994132674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SeEZSjJ_ksI/AAAAAAAAAUI/yuJ0NDZuok0/s320/easter+bunny+09+045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our town had a fun event today featuring the Easter Bunny. My DD however was too shy to sit on the Easter Bunny's lap for a picture. Oh well, maybe next year!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323533774973141314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SeD9w1cRgUI/AAAAAAAAAUA/CTsWb7gQjwQ/s320/easter+bunny+09+060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;There were  lots of other fun activities, like a really nice petting zoo. It's so nice for the kids to get up close to these beautiful animals. My favorite part was how she mused over the goat's feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323533769284300882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SeD9wgP8sFI/AAAAAAAAAT4/Y2rbhbgo1zE/s320/easter+bunny+09+052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This beautiful pig was too funny. What a mug.The best part was spending some time in the warm sunshine, and slowing down from a crazy week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-7342060784657373924?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/7342060784657373924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-petting-zoo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/7342060784657373924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/7342060784657373924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-petting-zoo.html' title='Easter Weekend Petting Zoo'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SeEZSjJ_ksI/AAAAAAAAAUI/yuJ0NDZuok0/s72-c/easter+bunny+09+045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-6688907980953022054</id><published>2009-04-07T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T21:40:02.981-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring fun'/><title type='text'>Can't Resist More Spring Snow Pictures!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we got 4 more inches of lovely spring snow here in the Chicago area. The tulips didn't mind the snow bath at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322171972760767922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SdwnNg3yDbI/AAAAAAAAATo/hbnWzHdhQcE/s320/Lindi+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; These little blue wildflowers were happy to have a new background to show off their color!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322171974802782866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SdwnNoeoupI/AAAAAAAAATg/pFHztRSouCY/s320/Lindi+020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My iris wasn't bothered at all by the pesky snow. If you look closely there are more of those blue wildflowers (not sue what they are called) covered to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tippy&lt;/span&gt; top. This last snowfall wasn't so bad with the reminders present  that spring really is here. Today it has already melted all away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322171968203720690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SdwnNP5TB_I/AAAAAAAAATY/boEa1Rq1XuI/s320/Lindi+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-6688907980953022054?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/6688907980953022054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/04/cant-resist-more-spring-snow-pictures.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/6688907980953022054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/6688907980953022054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/04/cant-resist-more-spring-snow-pictures.html' title='Can&apos;t Resist More Spring Snow Pictures!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SdwnNg3yDbI/AAAAAAAAATo/hbnWzHdhQcE/s72-c/Lindi+021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-3025798038114399053</id><published>2009-04-06T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T08:34:23.380-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adult nonfiction'/><title type='text'>How Lincoln Learned To Read by Daniel Wolff</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/Sdod-RtRFUI/AAAAAAAAATQ/eMhokF3Ty20/s1600-h/index.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321598865434023234" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/Sdod-RtRFUI/AAAAAAAAATQ/eMhokF3Ty20/s320/index.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; How Lincoln Learned To Read&lt;br /&gt;Twelve Great  Americans And The Educations That Made Them&lt;br /&gt;by Daniel Wolff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading this book on the heels of the Darwin book was fascinating. It was so interesting to compare Darwin's childhood and education to that of Abe Lincoln's, who was born exactly the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book is so much more than Lincoln's story. Wolf tells the story of twelve very different Americans, Abigail Adams, Ben Franklin, Elvis Presley, JFK, to name a few. His poetic prose are easy to read and so very compelling. It's not too harsh and not too fluffy. I read this during spring break and I highly recommend it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-3025798038114399053?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/3025798038114399053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/04/how-lincoln-learned-to-read-by-daniel.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/3025798038114399053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/3025798038114399053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/04/how-lincoln-learned-to-read-by-daniel.html' title='How Lincoln Learned To Read by Daniel Wolff'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/Sdod-RtRFUI/AAAAAAAAATQ/eMhokF3Ty20/s72-c/index.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-6789071044101274681</id><published>2009-04-03T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T10:30:15.652-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='garden'/><title type='text'>Seed Shelf- Week 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SdZFDJMoaLI/AAAAAAAAATI/8kKy1OefbC0/s1600-h/garden+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320515930095642802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SdZFDJMoaLI/AAAAAAAAATI/8kKy1OefbC0/s320/garden+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lavender Lady is the last to spring up, just behind the peppers. I'm not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sure&lt;/span&gt; how these will turn out, they are so very tiny. I image a path of lavender along my front walk, so I hope so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SdZFCcrFadI/AAAAAAAAATA/OxprpG2kJ_k/s1600-h/garden+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320515918143777234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SdZFCcrFadI/AAAAAAAAATA/OxprpG2kJ_k/s320/garden+017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The beans and cucumbers are growing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SdZFBwd1LdI/AAAAAAAAAS4/0nvZTFMrWa4/s1600-h/garden+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320515906277027282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SdZFBwd1LdI/AAAAAAAAAS4/0nvZTFMrWa4/s320/garden+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's greening up around here! Yes those are old foil roasting pans on the bottom  holding the heirloom tomatoes. They are too big for the shelf, so the jut out, waiting to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;knocked&lt;/span&gt; over. This week I'll start thinning them, and ditch the containers that never germinated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wishing you a happy weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-6789071044101274681?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/6789071044101274681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/04/seed-shelf-week-3.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/6789071044101274681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/6789071044101274681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/04/seed-shelf-week-3.html' title='Seed Shelf- Week 3'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SdZFDJMoaLI/AAAAAAAAATI/8kKy1OefbC0/s72-c/garden+021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-8321477772003818857</id><published>2009-04-01T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T13:58:24.128-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='middle school fiction'/><title type='text'>Book Review: The True Adventures Of Charley Darwin by Carolyn Meyer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SdMYBAlaAII/AAAAAAAAASw/sat94bAiLMU/s1600-h/blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319621990470516866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SdMYBAlaAII/AAAAAAAAASw/sat94bAiLMU/s320/blog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The True Adventures Of Charlie Darwin&lt;br /&gt;by Carolyn Meyer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grades 6 and up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love historical fiction and I'm a kind of  science geek, so I was so excited to read this book. It is told in the first person and tells the tale of Darwin's life as a child , teenager and young man. One of the first lines of the book is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I was born born February 12th, 1809, in the town of Shrewsbury, county of Shropshire, England, and christened Charles Robert Darwin."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is great for kids to wrap their brain around the fact that he was born exactly 200 years ago. His early life is quite interesting , showing how he explores the outdoors with his sister and develops a passionate love of nature. There are some strange passages that describe little flirtations with cousins that seem a little out of place in the book as a whole. I can only imagine that Stephanie Meyer took related stories from his real journals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is an easy read and very informative, nonetheless. Darwin's voyage aboard the HMS Beagle in 1833 was a big part of the book, and I'm sure readers will enjoy it. I came away from it knowing 100% more about Darwin than I did before, so how can you beat that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-8321477772003818857?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/8321477772003818857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/04/book-review-true-adventures-of-charley.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/8321477772003818857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/8321477772003818857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/04/book-review-true-adventures-of-charley.html' title='Book Review: The True Adventures Of Charley Darwin by Carolyn Meyer'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SdMYBAlaAII/AAAAAAAAASw/sat94bAiLMU/s72-c/blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-818704875685412828</id><published>2009-03-29T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T21:41:29.758-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring fun'/><title type='text'>Out Like A Lion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SdBLEOmZMnI/AAAAAAAAASQ/H0yVkPKPF-8/s1600-h/spring+break+2009+066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318833695935246962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SdBLEOmZMnI/AAAAAAAAASQ/H0yVkPKPF-8/s320/spring+break+2009+066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last night we got seven inches of snow here in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Chicago&lt;/span&gt; are. Since the ice/snow mix also made the power go out we had to go out and enjoy the beauty of the snow sticking to the branches. The robins were everywhere, trying to puff up and stay warm.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318831920527877730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SdBJc4sSpmI/AAAAAAAAASI/_jVujHxrc9E/s320/spring+break+2009+062.JPG" border="0" /&gt; The kids and Dad had fun building one last snowman and heading off to the sledding hill with the rest of the die-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hards&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318835694217027698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SdBM4ix5YHI/AAAAAAAAASo/1EdoKecfjcc/s320/spring+break+2009+040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a lot easier to take knowing real warmth is just around the corner!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-818704875685412828?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/818704875685412828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/03/out-like-lion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/818704875685412828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/818704875685412828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/03/out-like-lion.html' title='Out Like A Lion'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SdBLEOmZMnI/AAAAAAAAASQ/H0yVkPKPF-8/s72-c/spring+break+2009+066.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-3121278496430734741</id><published>2009-03-28T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T08:59:28.125-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='craft books'/><title type='text'>Dozens of Ways To Repurpose A Pillowcase by Suzanne Tourtillott</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/Sc2Q04fq2pI/AAAAAAAAARo/UTg4If9fqnM/s1600-h/index.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/Sc2Q04fq2pI/AAAAAAAAARo/UTg4If9fqnM/s1600-h/index.jpg"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318065973187238546" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/Sc2Q04fq2pI/AAAAAAAAARo/UTg4If9fqnM/s320/index.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you see the cover of this sweet book you must  pick it up and flip through it. I have an addiction to craft books, and this one really satisfied!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The projects in this book are simply amazing! My artistic friend Heather doesn't need a book to tell her how to whip up something from some beautiful sheets, but I do! When I think of all the cute pillowcases I've passed up in my travels, well I know better now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is an adorable tiered apron (that I think would make a cute skirt for DD) project to start off. Precious pinafores and sassy tunics for ladies. How about putting two matching king size cases together to make a robe? That's just a little sampling. There are also projects for the home, a super hero cape and much, much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suzanne Tourtillott's dedication sums it up nicely: &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;"This book is dedicated to the clever crafter-sewers everywhere who live to plunder linens. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see a beautiful collection of pillowcases check out my friend Sarah's post here :&lt;a href="http://mamanjackjack.blogspot.com/2009/03/pillow-talk.html"&gt;http://mamanjackjack.blogspot.com/2009/03/pillow-talk.html&lt;/a&gt; I don't know if she could cut up any of her beauties!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-3121278496430734741?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/3121278496430734741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/03/dozens-of-ways-to-repurpose-pillowcase.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/3121278496430734741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/3121278496430734741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/03/dozens-of-ways-to-repurpose-pillowcase.html' title='Dozens of Ways To Repurpose A Pillowcase by Suzanne Tourtillott'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/Sc2Q04fq2pI/AAAAAAAAARo/UTg4If9fqnM/s72-c/index.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-5649634170256331834</id><published>2009-03-27T17:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T18:11:21.685-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='garden'/><title type='text'>Veggies-Week 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/Sc12913kHEI/AAAAAAAAARg/VqCEAllyrYQ/s1600-h/chicago+emily+064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318037539798654018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/Sc12913kHEI/AAAAAAAAARg/VqCEAllyrYQ/s320/chicago+emily+064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Week 2 of our seedlings experiment. We got a little spray bottle, so it's fun to keep the soil moist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/Sc129sj-kHI/AAAAAAAAARY/R_7ur7s-rps/s1600-h/blog+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318037537300582514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/Sc129sj-kHI/AAAAAAAAARY/R_7ur7s-rps/s320/blog+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The seeds I saved from last year's heirloom &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tomatoes&lt;/span&gt; have sprouted.I wasn't sure about those 'cause I just spread out the seeds on a coffee filter, and saved them that way all winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/Sc129j3uWaI/AAAAAAAAARQ/964KxR4mV-c/s1600-h/blog+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318037534967486882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/Sc129j3uWaI/AAAAAAAAARQ/964KxR4mV-c/s320/blog+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My leeks in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Chinese&lt;/span&gt; take out container have come up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/Sc129aOqIAI/AAAAAAAAARI/XwAfh_2osy4/s1600-h/blog+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318037532379324418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/Sc129aOqIAI/AAAAAAAAARI/XwAfh_2osy4/s320/blog+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cucumbers have also germinated. I've started 5 varieties this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/Sc129M90yXI/AAAAAAAAARA/rSQFsYemMU8/s1600-h/blog+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318037528819059058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/Sc129M90yXI/AAAAAAAAARA/rSQFsYemMU8/s320/blog+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My ugly metal shelf is starting to earn it's keep! Just waiting on the peppers , then we'll be in business!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-5649634170256331834?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/5649634170256331834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/03/veggies-week-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/5649634170256331834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/5649634170256331834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/03/veggies-week-2.html' title='Veggies-Week 2'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/Sc12913kHEI/AAAAAAAAARg/VqCEAllyrYQ/s72-c/chicago+emily+064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-901049408839552</id><published>2009-03-25T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T12:24:53.540-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teen fiction'/><title type='text'>Book Review: Wondrous Strange by Lesley Livingston</title><content type='html'>The beautiful cover of this book made my DD pick this one up. The alluring title made me start reading it. Once I started I found I couldn't  put it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the story of 17 year old Kelley Winston who is just starting out on her own in New York City.&lt;br /&gt;She finds a job working at a theatre that is preparing to stage "A Midsummer&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/ScpFwX80ZWI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/0PRtXfsAVdo/s1600-h/index.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317139007429436770" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/ScpFwX80ZWI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/0PRtXfsAVdo/s320/index.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Night's Dream"&lt;br /&gt;Kelly finds herself in the role of Titania after a mishap with one&lt;br /&gt;of the actresses. Shakespeare's play is the perfect backdrop to the Faerie magic that begins happening to Kelley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Livingston uses Central Park as a portal to the Faerie World. She weaves an enchanting tale between the mortal world and the wonders of the"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Otherworld&lt;/span&gt;". Sonny &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Flannery&lt;/span&gt; is the mysterious Gatekeeper, or Janus who guards us from all forms of dark magic. His character is very interesting and layered. The settings are realistic and beautifully painted. The fantasy makes this a fun read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recommended for grades 7-10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-901049408839552?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/901049408839552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/03/book-review-wondrous-strange-by-lesley.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/901049408839552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/901049408839552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/03/book-review-wondrous-strange-by-lesley.html' title='Book Review: Wondrous Strange by Lesley Livingston'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/ScpFwX80ZWI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/0PRtXfsAVdo/s72-c/index.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-4968862884306244300</id><published>2009-03-24T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T14:40:40.949-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teen fiction'/><title type='text'>Cassaandra Clare Addict</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SclQnsY5IGI/AAAAAAAAAQw/dfjd2hQiQWc/s1600-h/index.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316869477948268642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SclQnsY5IGI/AAAAAAAAAQw/dfjd2hQiQWc/s320/index.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning my 13 yr. old had her alarm clock set (even though it's spring break) to run out and buy "City of Glass" by Cassandra Clare. It is the third book in a series and apparently she's hooked. This is only the second time I've bought a full priced book, besides the entire Harry Potter Series. Boy am I cheap! I tried to get her to put it on hold at the library, but she claimed she couldn't wait the extra couple days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who am I to stand in the way of a book crush? I know she will always remember the day her favorite book came out and we went and bought it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-4968862884306244300?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/4968862884306244300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/03/cassaandra-clare-addict.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/4968862884306244300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/4968862884306244300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/03/cassaandra-clare-addict.html' title='Cassaandra Clare Addict'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SclQnsY5IGI/AAAAAAAAAQw/dfjd2hQiQWc/s72-c/index.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-6724375845573641165</id><published>2009-03-19T18:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T19:37:57.932-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='garden'/><title type='text'>Seeds of Hope, Week 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/ScL9yIbEDXI/AAAAAAAAAQo/EwwGsG2RWDg/s1600-h/blog+164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315089547946888562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/ScL9yIbEDXI/AAAAAAAAAQo/EwwGsG2RWDg/s320/blog+164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I think I may have a seed disorder. I love collecting the little packets different varieties. I usually sow them directly into the garden, but thought it might be a fun project to start some early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/ScL9xg7-qaI/AAAAAAAAAQg/TuYe1O94Gyw/s1600-h/blog+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315089537347529122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/ScL9xg7-qaI/AAAAAAAAAQg/TuYe1O94Gyw/s320/blog+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I've been collecting yogurt cups, pudding cups and the bottoms of water bottles for a couple weeks now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/ScL9xfLNTmI/AAAAAAAAAQY/8BZ1QK2oL3M/s1600-h/blog+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315089536874532450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/ScL9xfLNTmI/AAAAAAAAAQY/8BZ1QK2oL3M/s320/blog+037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We poked three little holes in each cup and DD placed the seeds in the holes. These are cucumbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/ScL9w7G4UTI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/bupmBFupiDw/s1600-h/blog+041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315089527192703282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/ScL9w7G4UTI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/bupmBFupiDw/s320/blog+041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lugged this industrial &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;metal&lt;/span&gt; shelf up from the basement and sponged it down. I'm all about using what is at hand. I might have to get a little spray bottle 'cause I know seeds are fussy about not having too much water, but do like to stay moist to germinate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/ScL9w3kW8JI/AAAAAAAAAQI/Q_gyFwKO8G4/s1600-h/blog+038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315089526242603154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/ScL9w3kW8JI/AAAAAAAAAQI/Q_gyFwKO8G4/s320/blog+038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is our little seed center so far. Smack dab in my bedroom window. I'm trying to ignore the fact that it looks like a bunch of garbage sitting in my window. I'll show you how they are progressing next week. No grow lights or warming pads, so fingers crossed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-6724375845573641165?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/6724375845573641165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/03/seeds-of-hope-week-1.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/6724375845573641165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/6724375845573641165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/03/seeds-of-hope-week-1.html' title='Seeds of Hope, Week 1'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/ScL9yIbEDXI/AAAAAAAAAQo/EwwGsG2RWDg/s72-c/blog+164.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-2076123290626217437</id><published>2009-03-16T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T14:02:09.505-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seasonal'/><title type='text'>Signs of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/Sb69rSA6fXI/AAAAAAAAAQA/t0PPHejr9V8/s1600-h/Heather+and+Adrian+weekend!+044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313893161611459954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/Sb69rSA6fXI/AAAAAAAAAQA/t0PPHejr9V8/s320/Heather+and+Adrian+weekend!+044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tulips are starting to poke their heads out of the soil. The miracle of life continues!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-2076123290626217437?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/2076123290626217437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/03/signs-of-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/2076123290626217437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/2076123290626217437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/03/signs-of-life.html' title='Signs of Life'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/Sb69rSA6fXI/AAAAAAAAAQA/t0PPHejr9V8/s72-c/Heather+and+Adrian+weekend!+044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-389464792687899502</id><published>2009-03-12T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T13:00:45.147-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seasonal'/><title type='text'>A Visit To The Sugarbush</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SbliWNmllAI/AAAAAAAAAPg/j4rUE_BVh9A/s1600-h/maple+syrup+field+trip+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312385369208361986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SbliWNmllAI/AAAAAAAAAPg/j4rUE_BVh9A/s320/maple+syrup+field+trip+034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today we went on a field &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;trip&lt;/span&gt; to Max &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;McGraw&lt;/span&gt; Wildlife Refuge to see how Maple Syrup is made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312389583159331010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SblmLfyyiMI/AAAAAAAAAPw/K6mnucgE-bc/s320/maple+syrup+field+trip+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I have never been to see a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;demonstration&lt;/span&gt; before and I really enjoyed it. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;temperature&lt;/span&gt; was 19 degrees, but at least it was sunny and not windy.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312385370591107714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SbliWSwQmoI/AAAAAAAAAPo/6aZxvlpTbA4/s320/maple+syrup+field+trip+018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We started off with a hike through the woods. The staff had a fantastic history of syrup along the walk. They said that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Indians&lt;/span&gt; actually did live in these woods hundreds of years ago. They started tapping trees for sap in the 1600s after seeing birds getting sap out of the trees. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Indians&lt;/span&gt; made sugar crystals with the sap, and used it in trade. Then there was an example of how the pioneers took sap out of the tree, and how they used wooden buckets.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SblfxS_FWNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/H2Um6zIbuto/s1600-h/maple+syrup+field+trip+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312382535974869202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SblfxS_FWNI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/H2Um6zIbuto/s320/maple+syrup+field+trip+033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In the 1800s people started putting a cap on the bucket to keep the rain out. Here is an example of what the pail we use today looks like. Although some places also use plastic tubing that runs from the tree directly to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;sugar house&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/Sblfw-l4OiI/AAAAAAAAAPA/udmrACn6k-0/s1600-h/maple+syrup+field+trip+044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312382530500442658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/Sblfw-l4OiI/AAAAAAAAAPA/udmrACn6k-0/s320/maple+syrup+field+trip+044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They showed us how the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Indians&lt;/span&gt; would heat the sap to evaporate the water out of the syrup. They hollowed out a log and poured the sugar sap from the tree into the log "bowl". Then they heated rocks in the fire and placed them in the syrup. It actually started boiling right before our eyes. Very cool!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312389585727038418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SblmLpW-o9I/AAAAAAAAAP4/8gLqsDjG7_M/s320/maple+syrup+field+trip+035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what they use today to make syrup. It takes 50 gallons of maple sap to make 1 gallon of maple syrup. And the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;whole&lt;/span&gt; process takes around 8 hours. There aren't any shortcuts after all these years. The sugar fog smelled so good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SblfwXutrWI/AAAAAAAAAOw/0bag29arljs/s1600-h/maple+syrup+field+trip+060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312382520068517218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SblfwXutrWI/AAAAAAAAAOw/0bag29arljs/s320/maple+syrup+field+trip+060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the end we all got a taste of pure maple syrup that was made right there. Heavenly goodness!If you get a chance, it's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; a great trip for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;families&lt;/span&gt; to make together! And remember Maple harvesting is only done during the month of March!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-389464792687899502?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/389464792687899502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/03/visit-to-sugarbush.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/389464792687899502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/389464792687899502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/03/visit-to-sugarbush.html' title='A Visit To The Sugarbush'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SbliWNmllAI/AAAAAAAAAPg/j4rUE_BVh9A/s72-c/maple+syrup+field+trip+034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-5681828772180864215</id><published>2009-03-11T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T13:09:34.943-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature'/><title type='text'>Things Collected While Out Walking.....</title><content type='html'>After a long winter we've started our daily walks again. It is still nippy out, but the feeling of spring is in the air. We have a little creek that is down the street from us so our routine is to walk down there and follow it a ways. The creek swells with each rainfall, and recedes during dry spells. After the recent downpours we've had it has crested, spilling over it's banks. The usual slow moving current is now at a thundering rush. It is such a wonderful display!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312001084176755042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SbgE14TYaWI/AAAAAAAAAOo/CsJfcwzgA4g/s400/blog+175.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During each walk we look for "treasures."Pine cones are a particular delight. Interesting rocks always find their way in our pockets. Caterpillar grass. and any kind of leaf blowing across the path. The treasure I always want to fight bringing home is sticks. I have enough in my back yard! But they never stop being magical instruments! I cherish these walks together. I know too soon I will no longer be cool to walk with. I know she'll want to walk the other way into town instead. But the best part is, she will never loose her love and wonder of nature!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-5681828772180864215?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/5681828772180864215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/03/things-collected-while-out-walking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/5681828772180864215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/5681828772180864215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/03/things-collected-while-out-walking.html' title='Things Collected While Out Walking.....'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SbgE14TYaWI/AAAAAAAAAOo/CsJfcwzgA4g/s72-c/blog+175.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-5206465129422945740</id><published>2009-03-09T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T08:43:13.827-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alphabet games'/><title type='text'>Alphabet Hunt At The Library</title><content type='html'>My preschooler and I have discovered a fun game to play when we visit our local library. Before&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SbXugsP_k1I/AAAAAAAAAOY/NhdMDVz4GQw/s1600-h/index.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311413580954833746" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SbXugsP_k1I/AAAAAAAAAOY/NhdMDVz4GQw/s320/index.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we walk in we agree upon a letter that we are going to "hunt" for. Then we head on up to the children's section and she scans the bins for the chosen letter. When we first started the game, she would find the letter anywhere in the title. Now she can find the books that start with the chosen letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some books she picked for the letter W.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Willoughby &amp;amp; The Lion"&lt;br /&gt;by Greg Foley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Willow"&lt;br /&gt;byDenise Brennan-Nelson and Rosemarie Brennan&lt;br /&gt;illustrated by Cyd Moore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SbXug6A9bsI/AAAAAAAAAOg/9X_Zr2aV2ls/s1600-h/willow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311413584649875138" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SbXug6A9bsI/AAAAAAAAAOg/9X_Zr2aV2ls/s320/willow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bonus is you get to discover some real gems !&lt;br /&gt;And you don't have to go home with a pile of pink princess books. It also adds a little structure to a sometimes overwhelming process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SbXug6A9bsI/AAAAAAAAAOg/9X_Zr2aV2ls/s1600-h/willow.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-5206465129422945740?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/5206465129422945740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/03/alphabet-hunt-at-library.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/5206465129422945740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/5206465129422945740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/03/alphabet-hunt-at-library.html' title='Alphabet Hunt At The Library'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SbXugsP_k1I/AAAAAAAAAOY/NhdMDVz4GQw/s72-c/index.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-2804636023753479684</id><published>2009-02-28T18:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T19:35:04.288-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spring crafts'/><title type='text'>Tissue Paper Spring Nests</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy last day of February! I think we might actually make it through this wretched winter. (yea!) I'm a firm believer in using what you have readily available , esp. when it comes to craft projects. When my darling daughter expressed an interest in making some birds nests we looked around to see what we had. We decided on the dollar store tissue paper that was left over from a recent birthday. It comes in such pretty pastel colors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308041645168867074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SanzwMlFNwI/AAAAAAAAANQ/JRXbq8dMy1M/s200/blog+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt; My DD enjoyed cutting it into little strips. The size makes no difference, so you can't go wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308041648434369250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SanzwYvo0uI/AAAAAAAAANY/Y7zjIjWY1pI/s200/blog+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We mixed a little squirt of school glue in some water.I've found if you put a paintbrush in a preschoolers hand, you have them happily busy for hours! So painting the glue/water mixture on anything = happiness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308041653623540370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SanzwsE1SpI/AAAAAAAAANg/4TI0fxDiVls/s200/blog+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308056884978201138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SaoBnRSxMjI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/jjHKFYNZ5sk/s200/blog+041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I used a little glass Pyrex dish as a mold and let her go to town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308041662233993042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SanzxMJuX1I/AAAAAAAAANw/pQFSsbgYKV0/s200/blog+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Different size little dishes and different color tissue.&lt;br /&gt;After there is a good thick layer on let it dry overnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308045113553728242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/San26FUeMvI/AAAAAAAAAN4/m7bVpbMTllU/s200/blog+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Pop them off the dish when completely dry. Some came right off with a little twist, some needed to be loosened with a butter knife.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Now the little paper nests are ready to embellish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-2804636023753479684?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/2804636023753479684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/02/tissue-paper-spring-nests.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/2804636023753479684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/2804636023753479684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/02/tissue-paper-spring-nests.html' title='Tissue Paper Spring Nests'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SanzwMlFNwI/AAAAAAAAANQ/JRXbq8dMy1M/s72-c/blog+027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-4403055758761719311</id><published>2009-02-24T13:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T13:24:08.144-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='favorite authors'/><title type='text'>Favorite Authors : Ruth Krauss</title><content type='html'>Here are some more finds from the book sale. They are two little paperbacks by Ruth &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Krauss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. The first one is "Everything Under A Mushroom" (pictures by Margot Tomes). The rhyming text is so adorable. All the scenes take place under this giant mushroom.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SaWuyUAzq4I/AAAAAAAAANI/3QG9tSoUABE/s1600-h/blog+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306839915314785154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SaWuyUAzq4I/AAAAAAAAANI/3QG9tSoUABE/s320/blog+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The second one is called "Bears"(1948) and is illustrated by Phyllis &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Rowand&lt;/span&gt;. She does the entire book in black and brown. There are only 26 words! It is equally as sweet as the first book. It starts out.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bears, bears, bears, bears, bears&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;On the stairs, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Under chairs,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Washing hairs,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Giving Stares.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first Ruth &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Krauss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; book was ,"A Hole Is To Dig". Now I have a little collection going on. I'll have to keep an eye out for her most popular book , "The Carrot Seed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306484205152693922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SaRrRQZY7qI/AAAAAAAAANA/HyHHL12paCY/s320/blog+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-4403055758761719311?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/4403055758761719311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/02/favorite-authors-ruth-krauss.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/4403055758761719311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/4403055758761719311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/02/favorite-authors-ruth-krauss.html' title='Favorite Authors : Ruth Krauss'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SaWuyUAzq4I/AAAAAAAAANI/3QG9tSoUABE/s72-c/blog+022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-4391275830186313648</id><published>2009-02-23T09:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T09:43:16.583-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vintage books'/><title type='text'>For Muriel</title><content type='html'>I went to the used book sale at my library Saturday and came home with &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SaLY2h8N77I/AAAAAAAAAMY/CYMC8wX-vgE/s1600-h/blog+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306041742331342770" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SaLY2h8N77I/AAAAAAAAAMY/CYMC8wX-vgE/s320/blog+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;some real treasures. I was looking for some vintage looking little books to put on my little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;knick&lt;/span&gt; knack shelf in my dining room.  I saw this set of  Macmillan Pocket Classics and thought they were the perfect size. I didn't look inside them until I got home. Each little book was inscribed with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muriel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hibbets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ferguson High School&lt;br /&gt;class of '15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in that beautiful handwritten script of old . Then Muriel wrote what year she was in high school. Some say sophomore, some say junior, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SaLY26G1cmI/AAAAAAAAAMg/yWS0zL3o81g/s1600-h/blog+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306041748818326114" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SaLY26G1cmI/AAAAAAAAAMg/yWS0zL3o81g/s320/blog+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She wrote detailed notes on the end pages and made notations throughout the volumes. These books were read, studied and well loved by Muriel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hibbets&lt;/span&gt;. Now I will love them just as much.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SaLY3T6VgsI/AAAAAAAAAMo/criOFY7DHxI/s1600-h/blog+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306041755745223362" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SaLY3T6VgsI/AAAAAAAAAMo/criOFY7DHxI/s320/blog+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SaLY4L2w11I/AAAAAAAAAMw/WT0RlSKFydw/s1600-h/blog+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306041770762622802" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SaLY4L2w11I/AAAAAAAAAMw/WT0RlSKFydw/s320/blog+033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eighth grader is in the class of 2013. She will graduate high school 100 years after Muriel. It's so interesting to compare what she reads and studies in comparison. I'll have some more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;children's&lt;/span&gt; books I picked up at the sale later in the week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-4391275830186313648?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/4391275830186313648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/02/for-muriel.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/4391275830186313648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/4391275830186313648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/02/for-muriel.html' title='For Muriel'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SaLY2h8N77I/AAAAAAAAAMY/CYMC8wX-vgE/s72-c/blog+013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-4785283952992737824</id><published>2009-02-21T20:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T20:50:03.401-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter's Last Hurrah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;We woke up to more snow today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SaDV7aV3cNI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/KFOkfIbRjco/s1600-h/winter+08-09+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305475577702478034" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SaDV7aV3cNI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/KFOkfIbRjco/s320/winter+08-09+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the only thing to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was to dig out the snow gear again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SaDV6zou_PI/AAAAAAAAAMA/O_npDMp5ycY/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305475567312633074" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SaDV6zou_PI/AAAAAAAAAMA/O_npDMp5ycY/s320/Thanksgiving+015.JPG" border="0" /&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SaDV6zou_PI/AAAAAAAAAMA/O_npDMp5ycY/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+015.JPG"&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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SaDV7GrgW0I/AAAAAAAAAMI/zFyE0bSoaJ8/s1600-h/winter+2008+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305475572424530754" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SaDV7GrgW0I/AAAAAAAAAMI/zFyE0bSoaJ8/s320/winter+2008+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And make some snow angels.&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;Winter of 08/09....most fun ever. ( if you're 5)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-4785283952992737824?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/4785283952992737824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/02/winters-last-hurrah.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/4785283952992737824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/4785283952992737824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/02/winters-last-hurrah.html' title='Winter&apos;s Last Hurrah'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SaDV7aV3cNI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/KFOkfIbRjco/s72-c/winter+08-09+032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-4646700697142161299</id><published>2009-02-19T15:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T20:54:57.572-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teen fiction'/><title type='text'>The Graveyard Book by Neil Gaiman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZ3qJRkj6eI/AAAAAAAAALw/ltoYDnSdTs4/s1600-h/index.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304653381168785890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZ3qJRkj6eI/AAAAAAAAALw/ltoYDnSdTs4/s320/index.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Graveyard Book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Neil &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Gaiman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ages : teen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I saw this book won the 2009 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Newbery&lt;/span&gt; Award, I knew I wanted to read it. I read some reviews saying boys would especially love it and I had to read it even more. The problem was I don't like dark , downer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;story lines&lt;/span&gt;. I'm determined to do things out of my usual comfort zone, so I dove in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For about the first hundred pages I was horrified. A sick feeling came into the pit of my stomach and wouldn't go away. The bleakness of the situation in the first part of the book was too much for me. But I was determined to finish this one and I was rewarded greatly for my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;perseverance&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A beautiful story about a boy named "Nobody" emerged. It's very touching the way he thrived among the dead spirits of the graveyard. The things that made Nobody happy were the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;simplest&lt;/span&gt; of things; snowflakes, the sound of people breathing. But that's not to say Nobody wasn't bright. His &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;guardian&lt;/span&gt; Silas made sure he had a proper &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;home school&lt;/span&gt; education.His adventures among the spirits are full of history lessons and touched with humor. Nobody recalls each spirit's name the way it is on their gravestone- "Doctor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Trefusis&lt;/span&gt; (1870-1936, &lt;em&gt;May He Wake To Glory).&lt;/em&gt;" An original, fascinating story that makes you think about blooming where you are planted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-4646700697142161299?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/4646700697142161299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/02/graveyard-book-by-neil-gaiman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/4646700697142161299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/4646700697142161299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/02/graveyard-book-by-neil-gaiman.html' title='The Graveyard Book by Neil Gaiman'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZ3qJRkj6eI/AAAAAAAAALw/ltoYDnSdTs4/s72-c/index.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-4142610026831440596</id><published>2009-02-18T08:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T12:00:53.418-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='television'/><title type='text'>Heathcliff Revisited</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was watching Masterpiece Theater on Sunday Night (yeah I'm a dork) and I was happy to find My Heathcliff while watching Oliver Twist. O.k. his real name is Tom Hardy. He was playing the role of Bill Sykes. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZuUJvS-_NI/AAAAAAAAALo/rMN0x0ioads/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303995881194716370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZuUJvS-_NI/AAAAAAAAALo/rMN0x0ioads/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He was very loathsome, so he played his part very well. It's really hard to like someone who hits kids and treats Nancy so badly. So I'll just have to admire his acting skills in this one. Second half is on next Sunday if you aren't into the Oscars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZuUJdUZxsI/AAAAAAAAALg/1nw9UdWr6oU/s1600-h/featured_characters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303995876368828098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 110px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZuUJdUZxsI/AAAAAAAAALg/1nw9UdWr6oU/s320/featured_characters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-4142610026831440596?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/4142610026831440596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/02/heathcliff-revisited.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/4142610026831440596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/4142610026831440596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/02/heathcliff-revisited.html' title='Heathcliff Revisited'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZuUJvS-_NI/AAAAAAAAALo/rMN0x0ioads/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-6767037410498465052</id><published>2009-02-17T09:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T10:09:14.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sewing Book Review: Sweet Booties</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZr4cVypnpI/AAAAAAAAALY/shTfEF_QWeo/s1600-h/index.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303824676951793298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZr4cVypnpI/AAAAAAAAALY/shTfEF_QWeo/s320/index.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sweet Booties!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and Blankets, Bonnets, Bibs and More&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; edited by: Valerie Van &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Arsdale&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Shrader&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I always want to make something for the new babies in my life and then hesitate, remembering not all moms love homemade gifts. This sweet compilation of cute, hip goodies gives me more confidence. Who wouldn't want any of the lovely little gifts in this book? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My favorites are the mobile made out of yo-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;yos&lt;/span&gt;(My new obsession) and the fun chapter on hats. I'm going to make the "Sprinkles Sunhat" for my DD. The "Birdie Rattles" made out of corduroy are so darn cute that I don't even need a reason to make them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The instructions are straightforward and easy enough for a beginner to follow. I love that they can all be completed in an afternoon. If you have a little one in your life, check this book out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-6767037410498465052?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/6767037410498465052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/02/sewing-book-review-sweet-booties.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/6767037410498465052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/6767037410498465052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/02/sewing-book-review-sweet-booties.html' title='Sewing Book Review: Sweet Booties'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZr4cVypnpI/AAAAAAAAALY/shTfEF_QWeo/s72-c/index.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-4848552698939433080</id><published>2009-02-12T11:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T11:53:46.088-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Biography'/><title type='text'>Happy 200th Birthday Mr. Lincoln</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZR5sIeCCXI/AAAAAAAAAK0/ECCl-AZeMe4/s1600-h/index.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301996460416567666" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZR5sIeCCXI/AAAAAAAAAK0/ECCl-AZeMe4/s320/index.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Lincoln&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The Biography of a Writer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;by Fred &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kaplan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I visited Lincoln's home in Springfield, Illinois a couple years ago I started reading Lincoln biographies. I wanted to know how a man ,from such humble beginnings, taught himself to become one of the greatest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;speech&lt;/span&gt; writer in American &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;history&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among the thousands and thousands of such biographies, a new one emerges that examines Lincoln's writing in the perfect way- through what he read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit that I had a hard time getting through this book only because I am such a simpleton. Professor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kaplan's&lt;/span&gt; writing is painstakingly &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;thorough&lt;/span&gt; and deep. Nonetheless I enjoyed it tremendously. It is a fascinating journey through the life of a self taught writer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday, Mr. Lincoln.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-4848552698939433080?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/4848552698939433080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-200th-birthday-mr-lincoln.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/4848552698939433080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/4848552698939433080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-200th-birthday-mr-lincoln.html' title='Happy 200th Birthday Mr. Lincoln'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZR5sIeCCXI/AAAAAAAAAK0/ECCl-AZeMe4/s72-c/index.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-5185077235947946101</id><published>2009-02-10T15:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T13:10:14.790-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bed time stories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='series'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chapter books'/><title type='text'>Mr. Putter &amp; Tabby , Favorite Series</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYqIflBdMPI/AAAAAAAAAIM/zhv5zfAogwE/s1600-h/index.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299197987650351346" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYqIflBdMPI/AAAAAAAAAIM/zhv5zfAogwE/s320/index.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mr. Putter &amp;amp; Tabby Pour the Tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Cynthia Rylant&lt;br /&gt;pictures by Arthur Howard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that my 5 year old is smitten by this series of books. We started reading them when she was 3 and she still never tires of them. There are around 15 or so books in this lovely sweet series. Each one has three chapters each. In this first book, Mr. Putter, an elderly gentleman who lives alone, decides he needs a pet to help him feel less lonely. When he goes to the pet store they only have kittens. Mr. Putter finally finds the perfect companion for himself in Tabby. There loving gentle relationship begins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a perfect series to read at bed time (although my daughter always yells again! at the end). It is also a great introduction to chapter books. At the library my daughter knows exactly where they are shelved. She feels very independent finding them and picking a couple out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-5185077235947946101?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/5185077235947946101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/02/mr-putter-tabby-favorite-series.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/5185077235947946101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/5185077235947946101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/02/mr-putter-tabby-favorite-series.html' title='Mr. Putter &amp; Tabby , Favorite Series'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYqIflBdMPI/AAAAAAAAAIM/zhv5zfAogwE/s72-c/index.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-4338878794166628320</id><published>2009-02-06T16:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T17:25:34.737-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='projects'/><title type='text'>Valentine Pennie Pockets</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299852461106428866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYzbu8o6e8I/AAAAAAAAAKE/MZjYhF11Zeg/s320/1-20-09+038.JPG" border="0" /&gt; I joined the Heart to Heart valentine swap hosted by Sarah &lt;a href="http://mamanjackjack.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://mamanjackjack.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; I remembered &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;loving&lt;/span&gt; Happy Zombie"s Christmas Pennie Pockets shown here &lt;a href="http://thehappyzombie.com/blog/?p=304"&gt;http://thehappyzombie.com/blog/?p=304&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299852455962340514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYzbuped7KI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/5bmBZP_8CPI/s320/1-20-09+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I thought I'd like to make them for the swap. (Happy Zombie made some for Valentine's Day and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hers&lt;/span&gt; are gorgeous &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;btw&lt;/span&gt;.) I had so much fun making these! I used a vintage pillowcase , vintage buttons, and the rest of the fabric was from my stash. Except for that bright blue fabric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYzcbx7CqmI/AAAAAAAAAKU/VI45JLqt12w/s1600-h/valentines+day+009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299853231323785826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYzcbx7CqmI/AAAAAAAAAKU/VI45JLqt12w/s320/valentines+day+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I had to go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;JoAnn's&lt;/span&gt; for something .(any little reason and I'm there) This was my first time making a fabric yo yo and I think that was my favorite part! When I was finished with them I mounted them on some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;card stock&lt;/span&gt; covered with Tracy Porter paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299853233203769634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYzcb47Q8SI/AAAAAAAAAKc/7ALGDSY6viA/s320/valentines+day+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope my swap partners like them. I can't wait to see what they make!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300971687154912098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZDVqelFi2I/AAAAAAAAAKs/wojBRwE05MM/s320/valentines+day+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-4338878794166628320?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/4338878794166628320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentine-pennie-pockets.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/4338878794166628320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/4338878794166628320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentine-pennie-pockets.html' title='Valentine Pennie Pockets'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYzbu8o6e8I/AAAAAAAAAKE/MZjYhF11Zeg/s72-c/1-20-09+038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-6263848391362684136</id><published>2009-02-06T16:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T11:09:06.935-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><title type='text'>Warm Heart Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYzdlgoMtcI/AAAAAAAAAKk/IbcD2vlKpKY/s1600-h/1-20-09+009+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299854497991669186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYzdlgoMtcI/AAAAAAAAAKk/IbcD2vlKpKY/s320/1-20-09+009+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It's in the 50s today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYzalx5sIBI/AAAAAAAAAJs/dehoUraZKCA/s1600-h/1-20-09+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299851204093550610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYzalx5sIBI/AAAAAAAAAJs/dehoUraZKCA/s320/1-20-09+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too warm to do projects today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYzaH-b6z3I/AAAAAAAAAJk/G6q16hAnN6M/s1600-h/1-20-09+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299850692062269298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYzaH-b6z3I/AAAAAAAAAJk/G6q16hAnN6M/s320/1-20-09+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or play with bean bags,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYzaHhCpPoI/AAAAAAAAAJc/jUZ94e6NaAM/s1600-h/1-20-09+012+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299850684171632258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYzaHhCpPoI/AAAAAAAAAJc/jUZ94e6NaAM/s320/1-20-09+012+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or take a warm winter's nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYzVRbcIklI/AAAAAAAAAJM/jPghT1es19A/s1600-h/valentines+day+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299845356908483154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYzVRbcIklI/AAAAAAAAAJM/jPghT1es19A/s320/valentines+day+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cupcakes are made,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYzU5bE8v-I/AAAAAAAAAJE/rmJigpF_ufU/s1600-h/valentines+day+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299844944494378978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYzU5bE8v-I/AAAAAAAAAJE/rmJigpF_ufU/s320/valentines+day+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The valentine tree decked out,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYzUs6xFIZI/AAAAAAAAAI8/WT6l9hXZP24/s1600-h/valentines+day+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299844729662677394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYzUs6xFIZI/AAAAAAAAAI8/WT6l9hXZP24/s320/valentines+day+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This part of the kitchen clean,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYzUsojmT5I/AAAAAAAAAIs/KzACY-CXJCU/s1600-h/valentines+day+019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299844724774293394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYzUsojmT5I/AAAAAAAAAIs/KzACY-CXJCU/s320/valentines+day+019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we're out enjoying this beautiful weather. Here's what I won from Elizabeth at Creative Breathing. Isn't it perfect?&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;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-6263848391362684136?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/6263848391362684136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/02/warm-heart-weekend.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/6263848391362684136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/6263848391362684136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/02/warm-heart-weekend.html' title='Warm Heart Weekend'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYzdlgoMtcI/AAAAAAAAAKk/IbcD2vlKpKY/s72-c/1-20-09+009+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-5614292867851622183</id><published>2009-02-06T13:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T16:13:21.031-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonfiction'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='garden books'/><title type='text'>Planthropology by Ken Druse</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYyyVQptvAI/AAAAAAAAAIk/G4Q78aBXOOA/s1600-h/index.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299806939825159170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 249px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYyyVQptvAI/AAAAAAAAAIk/G4Q78aBXOOA/s320/index.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Non Fiction Friday: Book Review&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Plant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hropology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;The Myths, Mysteries, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Miracles&lt;/span&gt; of My Garden Favorites&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;by Ken &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Druse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to try and control my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;enthusiasm&lt;/span&gt; for this book. I checked this out of the library looking for a little spirit lifter. This fascinating book was so much more. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Druse's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; love for horticulture comes bursting through with his beautiful photographs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't the type of garden book you'll thumb through and then go onto something else. You will enjoy reading each chapter . In the intro &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Druse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; says " There are so many things calling us away from the garden , which is paradoxically the one place that offers a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; restorative, peaceful retreat." The book is divided in to four parts: Discovery, Attractions, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Elegant&lt;/span&gt; Design and Growing Forward. Intermingled &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;among&lt;/span&gt; the chapters are project pages , tips on pruning hydrangeas, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;favorite&lt;/span&gt; section is the one on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;irises&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, as well as the extensive information on a glorious collection of trees. I also enjoyed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Druse's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; story about his hunt for the snowball bush he remembered at his grandma's house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-5614292867851622183?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/5614292867851622183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/02/planthropology-by-ken-druse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/5614292867851622183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/5614292867851622183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/02/planthropology-by-ken-druse.html' title='Planthropology by Ken Druse'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYyyVQptvAI/AAAAAAAAAIk/G4Q78aBXOOA/s72-c/index.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-1300929972614512051</id><published>2009-02-05T08:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T09:10:43.842-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TELEVISION SHOWS'/><title type='text'>My Verdict On "Lost"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYsajluq5aI/AAAAAAAAAIU/p8D5wBRdDdM/s1600-h/22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299358585257125282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYsajluq5aI/AAAAAAAAAIU/p8D5wBRdDdM/s320/22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm hooked again! They seem to have gotten the show back on track. Instead of twists and turns just to mess with us, they are slowly giving us pieces of the puzzle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First I really love Ben as the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;villain&lt;/span&gt;. To see him in the real world it makes him even more mysterious and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;truly&lt;/span&gt; messed up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I loved Sawyer watching Kate and showing such emotion in his face. He really has it bad for her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And of course the best part of the episode...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Jin&lt;/span&gt; is alive! Now we have to wait and see if Sun is going to loose it before she finds out he's alive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;intrigued&lt;/span&gt; by the reference to "The Little Prince" could there be a clue in the book? Locke found the bottle with the french word on it that is taken from the book. Could Locke be The Little Prince?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYsaj2vl80I/AAAAAAAAAIc/DqJNd8lUQZg/s1600-h/09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299358589824398146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYsaj2vl80I/AAAAAAAAAIc/DqJNd8lUQZg/s320/09.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-1300929972614512051?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/1300929972614512051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-verdict-on-lost.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/1300929972614512051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/1300929972614512051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-verdict-on-lost.html' title='My Verdict On &quot;Lost&quot;'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYsajluq5aI/AAAAAAAAAIU/p8D5wBRdDdM/s72-c/22.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-2727586227731601036</id><published>2009-02-04T16:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T16:59:10.644-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='current events'/><title type='text'>Really Tom Daschle, Really ?!?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYo2_3ySoXI/AAAAAAAAAIE/PzNmOkxQdw0/s1600-h/custom_1233684937973_84590461_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299108382489354610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYo2_3ySoXI/AAAAAAAAAIE/PzNmOkxQdw0/s200/custom_1233684937973_84590461_01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Former Senate Majority leader Tom Daschle withdrew his bid to become the new administration's Secretary of Health and Human Services yesterday. It seems he owed around $130,000 in back taxes for use of a company car provided by a health care company. Many Washington insiders are calling this a big loss for Americans. But do we really want someone in there who appears to already be in some company's pocket? And ahh maybe you should have payed your taxes a little sooner when you thought you might be considered for such a position?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I mean really Tom Daschle...really? Back to you Seth.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-2727586227731601036?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/2727586227731601036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/02/really-tom-daschle-really.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/2727586227731601036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/2727586227731601036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/02/really-tom-daschle-really.html' title='Really Tom Daschle, Really ?!?'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYo2_3ySoXI/AAAAAAAAAIE/PzNmOkxQdw0/s72-c/custom_1233684937973_84590461_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-7274396415630496959</id><published>2009-02-03T17:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T17:25:54.839-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='projects'/><title type='text'>Salt Dough Valentines</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYjr0biMbeI/AAAAAAAAAH8/7UmAnKYQdsI/s1600-h/valentines+day+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298744247578291682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYjr0biMbeI/AAAAAAAAAH8/7UmAnKYQdsI/s320/valentines+day+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We tried Jo;i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Paquet's&lt;/span&gt; recipe for salt dough ornaments shown here&lt;a href="http://joli-paquet.blogspot.com/2009/02/salt-dough-ornaments.html"&gt;http://joli-paquet.blogspot.com/2009/02/salt-dough-ornaments.html&lt;/a&gt; It really was an afternoon of fun. As I was kneading the dough endlessly I realized how prairie woman stayed in shape! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Then&lt;/span&gt; we tried her method of imprinting them with stamps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYjr0Mn4YhI/AAAAAAAAAH0/2Ed-4Eh6kw8/s1600-h/valentines+day+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298744243575611922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYjr0Mn4YhI/AAAAAAAAAH0/2Ed-4Eh6kw8/s320/valentines+day+014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;stamps&lt;/span&gt; really worked. I added some Martha Stewart tinsel cut glitter 'cause I love everything with glitter. I love the way they look, And we had such a fun crafting afternoon! As #5 proclaimed "This is a great day!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298744241600886210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYjr0FREdcI/AAAAAAAAAHs/pqlJWs87xQc/s320/valentines+day+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to see how they look tied with a big foofy ribbon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-7274396415630496959?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/7274396415630496959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/02/salt-dough-valentines.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/7274396415630496959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/7274396415630496959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/02/salt-dough-valentines.html' title='Salt Dough Valentines'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYjr0biMbeI/AAAAAAAAAH8/7UmAnKYQdsI/s72-c/valentines+day+015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-12269665259652306</id><published>2009-02-02T16:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T21:30:32.239-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><title type='text'>Woodstock Willie Says....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYeMzkzsEQI/AAAAAAAAAHk/QN_wSj-elms/s1600-h/index.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298358304306368770" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYeMzkzsEQI/AAAAAAAAAHk/QN_wSj-elms/s320/index.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Six more weeks of winter. Ah well ....why not? My little 5 year old enjoyed playing groundhog today . She gathered up a bucket of little plastic toys and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;buried&lt;/span&gt; them in the snow all over the yard. She said when the snow melts she will find treasures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How Groundhogs Garden Grew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;written by Lynne Cherry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a wonderful picture book that we used to celebrate groundhog day. It 's the story of a cute little groundhog who is chided by a cute little squirrel for eating from a garden that is not his.The groundhog says he doesn't know how to grow a garden so the squirrel sets out to teach him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-12269665259652306?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/12269665259652306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/02/woodstock-willie-says.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/12269665259652306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/12269665259652306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/02/woodstock-willie-says.html' title='Woodstock Willie Says....'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYeMzkzsEQI/AAAAAAAAAHk/QN_wSj-elms/s72-c/index.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-146370805001050171</id><published>2009-02-01T18:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T18:38:58.545-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='television'/><title type='text'>....and that's why he's THE BOSS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYZZ1bwKkdI/AAAAAAAAAHU/m2H-5ijiN-0/s1600-h/ALeqM5iHADdcOvf5fiWSkP7bKjvks-ZsQA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298020786165682642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYZZ1bwKkdI/AAAAAAAAAHU/m2H-5ijiN-0/s320/ALeqM5iHADdcOvf5fiWSkP7bKjvks-ZsQA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sunday's SuperBowl turned out surprisingly awesome! This was the first event I've seen where the commercials weren't the highlights. NBC did a great job with the endless pregame show. I didn't get sick of Bob Costas or Chris Collingsworth. The kept the show interesting and fast paced. Being a Bears fan I wasn't too interested in the game, but even that turned out to be thrilling! Oh  and I can't forget Journey(who is that Asian guy) Faith Hill and Jennifer Hudson. They all were great!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the all time most awesome moment was Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band Halftime Show. There has never ever been a better spectacle. Like Steve Van Zandt.. I didn't want it to end!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298020790758244210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 153px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYZZ1s3Hf3I/AAAAAAAAAHc/mBPZxyEX1us/s320/58539-springsteen_bruce_07l.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-146370805001050171?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/146370805001050171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/02/and-thats-why-hes-boss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/146370805001050171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/146370805001050171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/02/and-thats-why-hes-boss.html' title='....and that&apos;s why he&apos;s THE BOSS'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYZZ1bwKkdI/AAAAAAAAAHU/m2H-5ijiN-0/s72-c/ALeqM5iHADdcOvf5fiWSkP7bKjvks-ZsQA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-8480613343516639855</id><published>2009-01-31T10:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T10:28:47.491-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='projects'/><title type='text'>Bulletin Board Border</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When my older kids were in grade school they used to get these picture button included with each sports picture. As you can imagine I collected quite a few. Of course the question is what&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297524569404047858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYSWh0Q7gfI/AAAAAAAAAG8/wgaA_N8_ZC4/s320/january+2009+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt; to do with all these buttons? I usually just stuck them on the bulletin board and that was that. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297524569574932450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYSWh05q_-I/AAAAAAAAAHE/2uPTc079yoE/s320/january+2009+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297524571468022450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYSWh79BQrI/AAAAAAAAAHM/La3KUZy35JU/s320/january+2009+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Then I put them all  around the outside and...a perfect border formed. I took them down for a while, but I really missed them. So back up they go. I love the early ones of the kids who are now in college!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-8480613343516639855?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/8480613343516639855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/01/bulletin-board-border.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/8480613343516639855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/8480613343516639855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/01/bulletin-board-border.html' title='Bulletin Board Border'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYSWh0Q7gfI/AAAAAAAAAG8/wgaA_N8_ZC4/s72-c/january+2009+027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-7348330456680440694</id><published>2009-01-29T17:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T17:59:38.276-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='television'/><title type='text'>Haunted By Heathcliff</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYJTkvqF9lI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JkyqufV9pns/s1600-h/wutheringheights.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296888002474538578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 110px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYJTkvqF9lI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JkyqufV9pns/s320/wutheringheights.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PBS's Masterpiece Theater aired the second part of Wuthering Heights Sunday. I was both disturbed and delighted by it at the same time. I never really cared for Emily Bronte's book, or the previous film versions. I would always think in my head "just get over it already." That's why I'm so surprised that I can't stop thinking about this version. Tom Hardy played a perfect Heathcliff... at first vulnerable then passionate, angry and finally cruel and mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYJdNmc4ACI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Jq53tSd8HG8/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296898599982465058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYJdNmc4ACI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Jq53tSd8HG8/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cathy was pretty and spirited but she came off a bit spoiled. The humble abode of Heathcliff and Cathy was so deliciously dreary bleak and barren that it really set the tone of the film. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I have to go back and read the book and see how it compares. Hopefully that will help me get Heathcliff out of my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-7348330456680440694?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/7348330456680440694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/01/haunted-by-heathcliff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/7348330456680440694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/7348330456680440694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/01/haunted-by-heathcliff.html' title='Haunted By Heathcliff'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYJTkvqF9lI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JkyqufV9pns/s72-c/wutheringheights.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-1904560199371080427</id><published>2009-01-28T11:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T12:10:14.507-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><title type='text'>Tuesday Morning Finds</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYC3W6UiCOI/AAAAAAAAAGU/5fY8sB-KH0Q/s1600-h/valentines+day+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296434766028081378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYC3W6UiCOI/AAAAAAAAAGU/5fY8sB-KH0Q/s320/valentines+day+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look what I found at Tuesday Morning. A beautiful Dee &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Foust&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Vintage&lt;/span&gt; Spring Wreath! I live the vintage replicas they always have there. Especially the Easter goodies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also picked up these adorable pink birds nest baskets.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296435534959617666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYC4Dq0GJoI/AAAAAAAAAGc/4eMdJvktjD8/s320/valentines+day+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm in love with the silk flowers with mica on them.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296436156499499122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYC4n2OwGHI/AAAAAAAAAGk/axXgr0DbHag/s320/valentines+day+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;On the Today show this morning I saw Julianne Moore on promoting  Save The Children Valentines. They are adorable! She got several popular &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;children's&lt;/span&gt; artists to make a special card for her collection. There is an adorable Elephant and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Piggie&lt;/span&gt; card by Mo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Willems&lt;/span&gt;, An Olivia card by Ian Falconer, and one by Brian Selznick. There are also several others. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kid lit&lt;/span&gt; fans should check them out! The link is  &lt;a href="http://savethechildren.org/"&gt;http://savethechildren.org&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I found out today I won a beautiful creation from Elizabeth at Creative Breathing! To me it's better than winning the lottery. If you want a good read check out her blog.&lt;a href="http://creativebreathing.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://creativebreathing.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-1904560199371080427?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/1904560199371080427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/01/tuesday-morning-finds.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/1904560199371080427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/1904560199371080427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/01/tuesday-morning-finds.html' title='Tuesday Morning Finds'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SYC3W6UiCOI/AAAAAAAAAGU/5fY8sB-KH0Q/s72-c/valentines+day+023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-5594013193545826813</id><published>2009-01-25T12:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T13:23:57.282-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='non fiction'/><title type='text'>Dear First Lady</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SXzSeoN6e_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/TgwspKAHoCY/s1600-h/index.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295338685514546162" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SXzSeoN6e_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/TgwspKAHoCY/s320/index.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear First Lady &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Letters to the White House&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;From the collections of the Library of Congress &amp;amp; National&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Archives&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Written by Dwight Young and Margaret Johnson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a beautiful and fascinating book that I had a hard time putting down. The book shows a photo of an actual letter written to a first lady then gives the story surrounding the circumstances. It is really interesting to see the content of the various letters and how they reflect on the times. Each letter and story &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;reveals&lt;/span&gt; interesting facts about the first ladies that I never new. This book shows history from a different perspective. My favorite letter was the one from Kermit Roosevelt to his mother, Edith, which he wrote to her while away at boarding school. He thanks her for smuggling her in a water pistol, and tells her of his exploits in great detail. There is a letter to Hillary Clinton from The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Dalai&lt;/span&gt; Lama about which the author quips, " Who knew the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Dalai&lt;/span&gt; Lama had his own letterhead?" There are letters from queens and from ordinary people. Some offering &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;condolences&lt;/span&gt; after tragedy while others very lighthearted. I really enjoyed this book. While I found the The format a little difficult to read at times, it was only a minor annoyance, and the beauty of this book outweighs anything else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-5594013193545826813?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/5594013193545826813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/01/dear-first-lady.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/5594013193545826813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/5594013193545826813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/01/dear-first-lady.html' title='Dear First Lady'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SXzSeoN6e_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/TgwspKAHoCY/s72-c/index.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-8619063208409843064</id><published>2009-01-23T12:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T13:03:55.762-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='non fiction'/><title type='text'>Non Fiction Friday</title><content type='html'>Change Has Come&lt;br /&gt;An Artist Celebrates Our American Spirit &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294593141951549874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 231px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SXosaSA90bI/AAAAAAAAAGE/gc5JTXiWL6c/s320/change.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drawings by Kadir Nelson&lt;br /&gt;Words by Barak Obama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still haven't gotten rid of my Obama fever, so here's a little dose of medicine to ease the symptoms. This is an inspirational little book filled with quotes from Obama's campaign speeches accompanied by beautiful, timely illustrations by Kadir Nelson. In a note from Nelson he explains his reason for creating this book. He starts by telling where he was when Obama's nomination was announced, and what he was feeling. "Pure Joy." He descibes the magic he feels watching Obama and his family in Grant park. Nelson translates his feelings brilliantly through his artwork.He seems to  capture what we all have felt these few short months. It reminds us that we all lived through a major piece of history. This would make a beautiful keepsake book for any child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-8619063208409843064?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/8619063208409843064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/01/non-fiction-friday_23.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/8619063208409843064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/8619063208409843064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/01/non-fiction-friday_23.html' title='Non Fiction Friday'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SXosaSA90bI/AAAAAAAAAGE/gc5JTXiWL6c/s72-c/change.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-2350707814573478682</id><published>2009-01-22T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T06:00:00.697-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><title type='text'>Review- Louise: The Adventures of A Chicken</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SXeFyxPwC6I/AAAAAAAAAF8/fgE-NjBL2F4/s1600-h/louise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293846994256661410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SXeFyxPwC6I/AAAAAAAAAF8/fgE-NjBL2F4/s320/louise.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;written by Kate DiCamillo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;pictures by Harry Bliss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ages preschool-grade4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In this period of my January blues I am looking for any kind of escape and can really relate to Louise's wanderlust. The book is divided into four chapters in which Louise decides she needs adventure, travels , finds an adventure, and decides she misses home so comes home to her roost. I think I would have the same kind of adventures as Louise if I were to venture out. The story is so funny because it is told in such a matter of fact manner. Bliss's illustrations are big and beautiful. This book is a wonderful , silly afternoon adventure!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-2350707814573478682?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/2350707814573478682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/01/review-louise-adventures-of-chicken.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/2350707814573478682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/2350707814573478682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/01/review-louise-adventures-of-chicken.html' title='Review- Louise: The Adventures of A Chicken'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SXeFyxPwC6I/AAAAAAAAAF8/fgE-NjBL2F4/s72-c/louise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-8757999391585214824</id><published>2009-01-21T11:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T11:19:07.731-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TELEVISION SHOWS'/><title type='text'>To Watch or Not To Watch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SXdzWsB1HAI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Wyj7xDhtTog/s1600-h/lost.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293826720610458626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SXdzWsB1HAI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Wyj7xDhtTog/s320/lost.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lost Season Premier&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;O.k Lost....I gave up on you a season and a half ago. I admit I sneaked peaks at the season finale last season. I was most upset that you killed off one of my faves. (pictured above) I try not to hold a grudge how you treated me like an idiot. I'll give you one more chance....but that's only because there is nothing else on. But I'm warning you, I will have the remote and a good book ready,just in case. Fingers crossed!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-8757999391585214824?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/8757999391585214824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/01/to-watch-or-not-to-watch.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/8757999391585214824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/8757999391585214824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/01/to-watch-or-not-to-watch.html' title='To Watch or Not To Watch'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SXdzWsB1HAI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Wyj7xDhtTog/s72-c/lost.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-7569202791441478307</id><published>2009-01-20T22:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T22:28:24.488-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Beautiful Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SXa_Li3dd-I/AAAAAAAAAFs/iasd78UXE0Q/s1600-h/1-20-09+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293628617079486434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SXa_Li3dd-I/AAAAAAAAAFs/iasd78UXE0Q/s320/1-20-09+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel as though I've spent a whole day watching t.v.  I couldn't get enough of the inauguration coverage. I was happily sewing and watching the news all day. I started making these bean bag valentines for my preschoolers class. In the end she confiscated the whole lot and hid them under her bed. We are working on her sharing issues.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-7569202791441478307?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/7569202791441478307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/01/beautiful-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/7569202791441478307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/7569202791441478307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/01/beautiful-day.html' title='A Beautiful Day'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SXa_Li3dd-I/AAAAAAAAAFs/iasd78UXE0Q/s72-c/1-20-09+027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-5001245237614240258</id><published>2009-01-16T18:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T19:13:39.518-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Cure for the Winter Blahs (esp. when it's -17)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SXFGbmfg_0I/AAAAAAAAAFk/MSG-xx4ZU20/s1600-h/garden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292088477140188994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SXFGbmfg_0I/AAAAAAAAAFk/MSG-xx4ZU20/s320/garden.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Heirloom Tomato&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From Garden to Table&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recipes, Portraits, and History of the World's Most Beautiful Fruit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;written by Amy Goldman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;photographs by Victor &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Schrager&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My first experience growing an heirloom variety of tomato was not that great. I didn't like the texture of the fruit and found it lacking in taste. So I never understood what all the fuss was over heirloom &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tomatoes&lt;/span&gt;. Then last year my garden neighbor (I have a plot in our community garden) who grows heirloom &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tomatoes&lt;/span&gt; exclusively gave me some of here big beautiful, flavor to die for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tomatoes&lt;/span&gt;. Then I understood. And I was hooked, just like every other gardener who has grown the right variety. In her book Amy Goldman painstakingly examines many of the available varieties and takes the guess work out of it for us. Here lyrical descriptions of the flavors and uses for each tomato left my mouth watering. This is not your average boring garden book. It is at the same time informative and a joy to read. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Schrager's&lt;/span&gt; photographs of the fruit on vintage pottery proves that the tomato really is the world's most beautiful fruit. But we gardeners already knew that. This book is the perfect accompaniment to the seed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;catalogs&lt;/span&gt; arriving daily in your mailbox. Be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;forewarned&lt;/span&gt;, you will have to put the book down for a while for want of tasting these delicious gems.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-5001245237614240258?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/5001245237614240258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/01/cure-for-winter-blahs-esp-when-its-17.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/5001245237614240258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/5001245237614240258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/01/cure-for-winter-blahs-esp-when-its-17.html' title='A Cure for the Winter Blahs (esp. when it&apos;s -17)'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SXFGbmfg_0I/AAAAAAAAAFk/MSG-xx4ZU20/s72-c/garden.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-1504439053690150202</id><published>2009-01-13T21:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T21:58:35.557-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raining Cats and Dogs by Will Moses : Book Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SW17gRmkufI/AAAAAAAAAE8/WYO0OUQ_yIg/s1600-h/idioms.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291020931641424370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SW17gRmkufI/AAAAAAAAAE8/WYO0OUQ_yIg/s320/idioms.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(A Collection of Irresistible Idioms and Illustrations to Tickle the Funny Bones of Young People)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The title says it all. Grade school children will love the  explanations of common sayings mixed with silly yet beautifully rich drawings that  accompany each idiom. Examples include "White Elephant" and "My cup of Tea". I remember my older kids asking me what most of the sayings in this book meant. I can't say enough about the wonderful illustrations. The prose and pictures blend perfectly . I hope you check it out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-1504439053690150202?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/1504439053690150202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/01/raining-cats-and-dogs-by-will-moses.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/1504439053690150202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/1504439053690150202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/01/raining-cats-and-dogs-by-will-moses.html' title='Raining Cats and Dogs by Will Moses : Book Review'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SW17gRmkufI/AAAAAAAAAE8/WYO0OUQ_yIg/s72-c/idioms.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-1595992799402276169</id><published>2009-01-12T19:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T20:14:26.098-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ultimate Cardmaking Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SWwOPDxA2lI/AAAAAAAAAEk/DyOvT-eyUpQ/s1600-h/caedmaking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290619314125199954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SWwOPDxA2lI/AAAAAAAAAEk/DyOvT-eyUpQ/s320/caedmaking.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ultimate Cardmaking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Collection of Over 100 techniques and 50 inspirational&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;projects&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;written by Sarah Beaman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a big, beautiful book LOADED with really great project ideas. I really loved this book. It is dedicated solely to card making, not scrap booking too. The instructions have lots of photos to go along with each project, so even a first timer would feel comfortable trying these. There are some great Valentines ideas in here if you are looking for some.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was trying to find a favorite project in her and it's just too hard to choose! I'm telling you they are fantastic. I think I'm going to try the sewing machine punched card first. There is a scented lavender sachet card that I think would be lovely for Valentines Day.Check this one out, it's loaded!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday night the girls were feeling bored so we pulled out our card stock and made a few cards ourselves. We were free forming it. We ended up having so much fun! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SWwSdyVZESI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Qe0LW-hhmKM/s1600-h/january+2009+086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290623965190492450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 2px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 3px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SWwSdyVZESI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Qe0LW-hhmKM/s320/january+2009+086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SWwS8piAKfI/AAAAAAAAAE0/l0lRD_oUByY/s1600-h/january+2009+083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290624495403411954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SWwS8piAKfI/AAAAAAAAAE0/l0lRD_oUByY/s320/january+2009+083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have you seen the  Amy Butler Lotus Tea Die Cuts? I got them at Michaels and they are awesome. They look like vintage ephemera. I haven't tried her paper yet, but it's on my list!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-1595992799402276169?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/1595992799402276169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/01/ultimate-cardmaking-review.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/1595992799402276169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/1595992799402276169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/01/ultimate-cardmaking-review.html' title='Ultimate Cardmaking Review'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SWwOPDxA2lI/AAAAAAAAAEk/DyOvT-eyUpQ/s72-c/caedmaking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-1530094695586942358</id><published>2009-01-11T21:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T21:39:11.036-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cook books'/><title type='text'>Cookbook Review Sunday</title><content type='html'>Giada's Kitchen&lt;br /&gt; New Italian Favorites&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290269469871692082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SWrQDcXL2TI/AAAAAAAAAEc/S63j6fkAQJM/s320/cookbook.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;written by Giada de Laurentis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my first time reading&lt;br /&gt;one of Giada's cookbooks. After  seeing her on The Today Show and Oprah I thought I'd check her newest one out. Giada says in the intro, "These days, my palate responds most to clean, vibrant, simple flavors, and my eyes can't resist the undeniable freshness of great ingredients and bursts of bright colors." She stays true to her mantra throughout this book. The format is clean and uncomplicated. The photos are nice and helpful. I like how Giada uses ingredients like canned cannellini beans to make a Tuscan White Bean and Garlic Soup.(yum) Or a simple box of Jiffy Cornbread mix to make Garlic and Sun dried Tomato Corn Muffins. I felt like I could make these recipes and I want to make them. There is a chapter devoted to cooking with kids that is full of fun entrees like Orecchiette with Mini Chicken Meatballs and Pizza Pot Pies ,made with a pizza dough crust instead of the traditional pastry crust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a fun and delicious cookbook. I can't help but think this would be a perfect gift for a new bride, because it seems so fresh and vibrant!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-1530094695586942358?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/1530094695586942358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/01/cookbook-review-sunday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/1530094695586942358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/1530094695586942358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/01/cookbook-review-sunday.html' title='Cookbook Review Sunday'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SWrQDcXL2TI/AAAAAAAAAEc/S63j6fkAQJM/s72-c/cookbook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-4114748277739090215</id><published>2009-01-10T17:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T17:32:25.849-08:00</updated><title type='text'>After Christmas Sale Finds</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever since all the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kmarts&lt;/span&gt; by us closed I don't get to go there anymore, maybe once a year. So if we are driving by one I always want to stop and check out the Martha Stewart collection. So not even a snowstorm can stop me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check out these adorable Ornaments I picked up for 75% off.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289839882740362722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SWlJWLlu7eI/AAAAAAAAAEE/6975vGvURjI/s320/january+2009+125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Aren't the wooden &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;matryoshka&lt;/span&gt; dolls sweet? I wanted a bottle brush wreath too, and was happy to find one.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289841167605941218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SWlKg-Fjw-I/AAAAAAAAAEU/Z34_AFCOTjM/s320/january+2009+127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love this brilliant red Martha Stewart tablecloth too! I might be able to use it for valentines day too. $3.75 can't beat it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-4114748277739090215?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/4114748277739090215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/01/after-christmas-sale-finds.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/4114748277739090215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/4114748277739090215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/01/after-christmas-sale-finds.html' title='After Christmas Sale Finds'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SWlJWLlu7eI/AAAAAAAAAEE/6975vGvURjI/s72-c/january+2009+125.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-2586920863889784112</id><published>2009-01-10T15:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T15:51:45.792-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winter fun'/><title type='text'>Saturday Fun Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SWkylUGteeI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qSAzTlTQ5mQ/s1600-h/january+2009+101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289814853956762082" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SWkylUGteeI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qSAzTlTQ5mQ/s320/january+2009+101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SWkx6kQlo-I/AAAAAAAAAD0/RiJNcpyKd_Q/s1600-h/january+2009+112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289814119558783970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SWkx6kQlo-I/AAAAAAAAAD0/RiJNcpyKd_Q/s320/january+2009+112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes it's snowing again today, but it's kind of fun when you get so much! All you can do is go outside and play! The kids had fun making paths or "roads" in the snow and then being buried by Dad in a giant mound! After being pulled on a sled around the neighborhood, the best part is coming in for hot chocolate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-2586920863889784112?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/2586920863889784112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/01/saturday-fun-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/2586920863889784112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/2586920863889784112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/01/saturday-fun-time.html' title='Saturday Fun Time'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SWkylUGteeI/AAAAAAAAAD8/qSAzTlTQ5mQ/s72-c/january+2009+101.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-6915076649926866708</id><published>2009-01-06T14:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T18:14:11.638-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby it's Cold Outside</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Winter break is over and e are getting back into the comfort of our regular schedules. Since it's snowing out yet again I thought it would be fun to make a list of some of my favorite winter stories.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SWQBwQ9y9CI/AAAAAAAAACc/OYWWUTwIwcM/s1600-h/snow.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288353791139312674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 94px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 91px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SWQBwQ9y9CI/AAAAAAAAACc/OYWWUTwIwcM/s320/snow.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Snowflake &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bentley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Jacqueline&lt;/span&gt; Briggs Martin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ages 5-8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A true life story about Wilson Bentley, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;a man&lt;/span&gt; who loved snow he devoted his entire life to capturing the ice crystals on film. His family helped &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Bentley&lt;/span&gt; out by buying him a camera with a microscope on it. It took Bentley a couple of years to perfect a way of photographing flakes. He never gave up on his dream. The artwork in this book is beautiful, and it gets better every time you read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SWQBwXsyAkI/AAAAAAAAACk/fLJu-AeS77Q/s1600-h/book+review.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288353792946995778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 96px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 74px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SWQBwXsyAkI/AAAAAAAAACk/fLJu-AeS77Q/s320/book+review.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Blizzard &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by Betty &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ren&lt;/span&gt; Wright&lt;br /&gt;ages4-8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The sweet story of Billy , his birthday and the way his day goes from bad to great in the middle of a snowstorm. the imagery makes you feel as if you are in the blizzard too, and then warming up in the farmhouse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SWQBwg0O-dI/AAAAAAAAACs/cJTrq8HrRy4/s1600-h/ezra.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288353795394173394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 94px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 88px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SWQBwg0O-dI/AAAAAAAAACs/cJTrq8HrRy4/s320/ezra.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Snowy Day &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by Ezra Jack Keats&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ages 4-8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;reading&lt;/span&gt; this book in my school library when I was in grade school. So I love being able to read it to my kids. Keats captures the wonder of a child exploring the snowfall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SWQBw2YJkfI/AAAAAAAAAC0/-dFhSpU3bVY/s1600-h/index.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288353801181958642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 94px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 81px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SWQBw2YJkfI/AAAAAAAAAC0/-dFhSpU3bVY/s320/index.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Snow, Snow :winter poems for children&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by Jane &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Yolen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ages6-10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This book is just the right length to expose children to a nice bit of poetry. The word can be savoured and the pictures go along beautifully.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SWQBxCHEmLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/J_JW11ywt54/s1600-h/names+for+snow.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288353804331554994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 102px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 94px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SWQBxCHEmLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/J_JW11ywt54/s320/names+for+snow.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Names for Snow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by Judi K. Beach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;illustrated by Loretta &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Krupinski&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ages 2-5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I may have liked this book better than my daughter. It is just so darn pretty!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is almost too much cuteness to look at, but the text is simple for the preschool set.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SWQM2EUieyI/AAAAAAAAADE/8qV6E9jpd2k/s1600-h/un-brella.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288365985452161826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 90px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 94px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SWQM2EUieyI/AAAAAAAAADE/8qV6E9jpd2k/s320/un-brella.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Un&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;brella&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;by Scott&lt;/span&gt; E. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Franson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ages 2-5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My daughter giggled and giggled when we read this wordless book together. She was  mesmerized by the silly thought of a girl going out in the snow in her swimsuit and umbrella, and making spring appear wherever she walked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SWQM2Hqfr4I/AAAAAAAAADM/iZaJz_5KOwc/s1600-h/snow+shapes.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288365986349559682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 61px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 94px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SWQM2Hqfr4I/AAAAAAAAADM/iZaJz_5KOwc/s320/snow+shapes.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snow Shapes: A Read-And-Do Book&lt;br /&gt;by Judith &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Moffatt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We all could us a cure for cabin fever for an afternoon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-6915076649926866708?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/6915076649926866708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/01/baby-its-cold-outside.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/6915076649926866708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/6915076649926866708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/01/baby-its-cold-outside.html' title='Baby it&apos;s Cold Outside'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SWQBwQ9y9CI/AAAAAAAAACc/OYWWUTwIwcM/s72-c/snow.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-1966492602676105576</id><published>2009-01-05T13:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T14:17:46.712-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another treasure from Blue Balliet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SWKAGZRzPcI/AAAAAAAAABE/sPFhN7flp5w/s1600-h/book+review.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287929759839501762" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SWKAGZRzPcI/AAAAAAAAABE/sPFhN7flp5w/s400/book+review.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;The Calder Game&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;by Blue &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Balliet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;illustrated by Brett &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Helquist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was walking through the library the other day when this red book jacket caught my eye. I went to have a closer look and read the title...&lt;em&gt;  The Calder Game by Blue &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Balliett&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hallelujah&lt;/span&gt; Choir Started playing and I gasped an audible gasp. Could it be the author of Chasing Vermeer and The Wright 3 had come out with a new title in the series and I knew nothing about it?Yes! What a happy surprise.I checked it out, eager to have a great book to read during the last dreary days of winter break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Balliet&lt;/span&gt; did not disappoint with her third installment about three kids from Hyde Park caught in another art mystery.&lt;br /&gt;Every middle school kid should read this book. The main characters are so rich and real. I love the fact that they are all from different multi-ethnic families. The three know each other's strengths and weaknesses and deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the history lesson about England(bonus). Of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;course&lt;/span&gt; learning all  the info about the artist Alexander Calder is one of the best things about the book too. The mystery the three find themselves in is a real page turner, and you won't be able to put it down until the last delicious page! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Helquist's&lt;/span&gt; clue filled illustrations are another reason any kid (or adult ahem) will love this book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-1966492602676105576?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/1966492602676105576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/01/another-treasure-from-blue-balliet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/1966492602676105576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/1966492602676105576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/01/another-treasure-from-blue-balliet.html' title='Another treasure from Blue Balliet'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SWKAGZRzPcI/AAAAAAAAABE/sPFhN7flp5w/s72-c/book+review.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-4070759973157630515</id><published>2009-01-03T20:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T08:41:34.529-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cook books'/><title type='text'>Comfort Food Sunday- Cookbook review</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SWA89Rw_M-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/QY2A2-QprNU/s1600-h/book+reviews.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287292985971520482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 99px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 127px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SWA89Rw_M-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/QY2A2-QprNU/s400/book+reviews.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Swedish Cakes and Cookies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;by Melody Favish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a cookbook that has a place in every one's collection. First of all it's beautiful. The end papers are filled with samples of the goodness inside. It is loaded with color photos throughout. In reading the introduction we discover the recipes were compiled from a newspaper contest in 1945! The recipes have been added to through the years and modern appliance times added. I baked several of the cookie recipes over winter break because I bought this huge can of almond slices at the nut store. The Swedish seem to love using almonds in their cookies, so it worked out well! Put this one on your wish list...you won't be disappointed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-4070759973157630515?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/4070759973157630515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/01/comfort-food-sunday-cookbook-review.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/4070759973157630515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/4070759973157630515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/01/comfort-food-sunday-cookbook-review.html' title='Comfort Food Sunday- Cookbook review'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SWA89Rw_M-I/AAAAAAAAAA8/QY2A2-QprNU/s72-c/book+reviews.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-1318243900549328473</id><published>2009-01-03T14:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T15:11:44.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Afternoon Crafting</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SV_ry2dR22I/AAAAAAAAAA0/KjJpL57HG0o/s1600-h/book+reviews.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287203746400557922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 80px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 110px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SV_ry2dR22I/AAAAAAAAAA0/KjJpL57HG0o/s400/book+reviews.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crafternoon&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;by Maura Madden&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have to admit this book sat in my book bag a long time before I finally got around to reading it. After first leafing through it I thought it didn't have sufficiant eye candy for me. I love craft books bursting with beautiful pictures of inspiration.  When I finally sat down and read it, boy did I like this book! The author has packed &lt;em&gt;Crafternoon &lt;/em&gt;with so many good ideas! Maura Madden devises a crafternoon party for each month of the year...each one being completly different and unique. They are so unique that the first one made me scratch my head and say"HUH???" who would want to do that until I read on and was won over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I love the ideas of these crafternoons. They are suitable for couples, older groups, teenagers, or a mixture of all. Madden provides good recipies, supply lists, as well as a history of the monthly craft. There is just no  way everyone wouldn't have a good time! Please put me on the guest list!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-1318243900549328473?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/1318243900549328473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/01/saturday-afternoon-crafting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/1318243900549328473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/1318243900549328473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/01/saturday-afternoon-crafting.html' title='Saturday Afternoon Crafting'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SV_ry2dR22I/AAAAAAAAAA0/KjJpL57HG0o/s72-c/book+reviews.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-8395283304360533690</id><published>2009-01-02T19:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T20:29:54.700-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nonfiction'/><title type='text'>Non-Fiction Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SV7cVa55HbI/AAAAAAAAAAs/wElK8KQmZWg/s1600-h/book+reviews.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286905273137044914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 94px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 73px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SV7cVa55HbI/AAAAAAAAAAs/wElK8KQmZWg/s400/book+reviews.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Storm Run&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Story of The First Woman To Win The Iditarod Sled Dog Race&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;by Libby Riddles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                          illustrated by Shannon Cartwright&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ages 6-10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While watching the Rose Bowl Parade yesterday I saw a float featuring a woman sled dog musher. I remembered I had recently got a book about Libby Riddles, the first woman to win the Iditarod Sled Dog Race.I brought it out again to reread it. As the mother of 4 girls I love books about strong woman and I always try to have them around for inspiration.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Storm Run&lt;/em&gt; is filled with beautiful illustraions of the Alaskan wilderness as well as  great photos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It tells the story of Libby's childhood,  her journey to Alaska, how she fell in love with sled dogs, and her years of training before the race in 1985. Libby recounts the fascinating story of the 1,000 mile race including driving through blinding snowstorms, accidently getting turned around and following her own tracks, and how her lead dog found the right trail marker despite being asked to go another way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love learning just how Libby dealt with the fridgid conditions. As for me...I'm still a wimp about having to run out to start the car. Pick this one up you'll enjoy it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-8395283304360533690?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/8395283304360533690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/01/non-fiction-friday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/8395283304360533690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/8395283304360533690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/01/non-fiction-friday.html' title='Non-Fiction Friday'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SV7cVa55HbI/AAAAAAAAAAs/wElK8KQmZWg/s72-c/book+reviews.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8381927990498808959.post-4221128597961106121</id><published>2009-01-01T10:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T11:15:12.795-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='picture books'/><title type='text'>Little Rabbit Lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SV0NX1B2hdI/AAAAAAAAAAk/SMm-Qawayog/s1600-h/book+reviews.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286396240625829330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 94px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 78px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SV0NX1B2hdI/AAAAAAAAAAk/SMm-Qawayog/s320/book+reviews.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Little Rabbit Lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Harry Horse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first discovered these beautiful Little Rabbit books this past Christmas when I read &lt;em&gt;Little Rabbit's Christmas&lt;/em&gt;. Our next trip to the library showed us there is a series of Little Rabbit adventures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Rabbit wakes up on the day of his birthday ready to be a "big rabbit." His loving family has a day of adventure planned for him with a trip to "Rabbit World." Little Rabbit is sad when he can't ride all the rides. After wandering off, Little Rabbit discovers he isn't that big after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry Horse's illustrations are magical and captivating. My daughter delighted in the details of the amusement park. The text is just right, the story flows from start to finish. The best part is the next trip to the library you can pick up another title!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8381927990498808959-4221128597961106121?l=ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/feeds/4221128597961106121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/01/little-rabbit-lost.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/4221128597961106121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8381927990498808959/posts/default/4221128597961106121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ihadamotherwhoreadtome.blogspot.com/2009/01/little-rabbit-lost.html' title='Little Rabbit Lost'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06926315999499417322</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SZTiaPkfgnI/AAAAAAAAALA/QPCE0JBWtg4/S220/Iris+Love+062.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_00xjSFi2-Y8/SV0NX1B2hdI/AAAAAAAAAAk/SMm-Qawayog/s72-c/book+reviews.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
