<?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-546582180365995546</id><updated>2011-12-25T13:44:40.390-08:00</updated><category term='Pro-life'/><title type='text'>In His Grace</title><subtitle type='html'>Welcome to my blog of daily life along with thoughts and stories of what is important and meaningful to me. May God bless you today and make Himself known to you.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>110</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-4438148561263911845</id><published>2011-12-25T13:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T13:44:40.401-08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Merry Christmas from our family to yours~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We hope your Christmas day is filled with the love and hope of Jesus Christ. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ATejv1-ZeIA/TveSZx6D8wI/AAAAAAAAAeg/Z0jdNDu6a14/s1600/IMG_6562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690177625797161730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ATejv1-ZeIA/TveSZx6D8wI/AAAAAAAAAeg/Z0jdNDu6a14/s320/IMG_6562.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Malayna is already stealing Isaac's food. Let the fun begin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h_NOGBLFs6s/TveSZdwaOfI/AAAAAAAAAeU/JGdYL17StOk/s1600/IMG_6559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690177620387969522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h_NOGBLFs6s/TveSZdwaOfI/AAAAAAAAAeU/JGdYL17StOk/s320/IMG_6559.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isaac helping his lil' sis with her presents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WYMOxnSZdxI/TveSYyrwBOI/AAAAAAAAAeE/EtV-kuRJIOU/s1600/IMG_6553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690177608825701602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WYMOxnSZdxI/TveSYyrwBOI/AAAAAAAAAeE/EtV-kuRJIOU/s320/IMG_6553.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Christmas morning baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AGOBWx2Vhlo/TveSYrBfY6I/AAAAAAAAAd4/Zdui1JYwimc/s1600/IMG_6551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690177606769402786" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AGOBWx2Vhlo/TveSYrBfY6I/AAAAAAAAAd4/Zdui1JYwimc/s320/IMG_6551.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A duck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tsdxKub494g/TveSYqOMh-I/AAAAAAAAAdw/peDrBwmn_W4/s1600/IMG_6549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690177606554257378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tsdxKub494g/TveSYqOMh-I/AAAAAAAAAdw/peDrBwmn_W4/s320/IMG_6549.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "I'm getting sleeeeeepy!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yQSLwwlz8RA/TveRH8Pg38I/AAAAAAAAAdo/18dskfh8FgE/s1600/IMG_6543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690176219822219202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yQSLwwlz8RA/TveRH8Pg38I/AAAAAAAAAdo/18dskfh8FgE/s320/IMG_6543.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Malayna's second baby doll this Christmas. We need to work on being gentle with the baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WQgvpk4Zmto/TveRHyPA6_I/AAAAAAAAAdY/KGk89Ip3W8o/s1600/IMG_6538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690176217135770610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WQgvpk4Zmto/TveRHyPA6_I/AAAAAAAAAdY/KGk89Ip3W8o/s320/IMG_6538.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What could this be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9Q6nbcERmig/TveRHJEdojI/AAAAAAAAAdM/zuI_HX0jhsY/s1600/IMG_6531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690176206085661234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9Q6nbcERmig/TveRHJEdojI/AAAAAAAAAdM/zuI_HX0jhsY/s320/IMG_6531.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isaac and Daddy made me cinnamon rolls and brought them to me for breakfast in bed on Christmas Eve morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d84vQxP_KzE/TveRG_QYwWI/AAAAAAAAAdA/3MaaeHlo5j8/s1600/IMG_6535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690176203451318626" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d84vQxP_KzE/TveRG_QYwWI/AAAAAAAAAdA/3MaaeHlo5j8/s320/IMG_6535.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Poor Malayna was so sleepy at Grandma and Grandpa's. She was trooper, though, and even stayed awake for our Christmas Eve service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iAGVkwz0h6U/TveRGj08qUI/AAAAAAAAAc0/u5AS3b3kFOY/s1600/IMG_6563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690176196088473922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iAGVkwz0h6U/TveRGj08qUI/AAAAAAAAAc0/u5AS3b3kFOY/s320/IMG_6563.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Merry Christmas!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/546582180365995546-4438148561263911845?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/4438148561263911845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=4438148561263911845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/4438148561263911845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/4438148561263911845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-christmas-from-our-family-to.html' title='~Merry Christmas from our family to yours~'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ATejv1-ZeIA/TveSZx6D8wI/AAAAAAAAAeg/Z0jdNDu6a14/s72-c/IMG_6562.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-1888820946393154314</id><published>2011-12-21T12:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T10:03:15.435-08:00</updated><title type='text'>These are a few of my favorite (Christmas!) things!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U6McFOTxdqQ/TvNwQ5paqdI/AAAAAAAAAco/iEZu4tTSaUw/s1600/IMG_6468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689014189953821138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U6McFOTxdqQ/TvNwQ5paqdI/AAAAAAAAAco/iEZu4tTSaUw/s320/IMG_6468.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Of course these two handsome guys are my on my favorite things list!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Watching Isaac trace letters and looking up at me saying, "How is that 'E', Mom?"&lt;br /&gt;* Malayna crawling all over the place with her favorite Dollar Tree ball. She carries things around with her when she crawls, and who knew that a three pack of dollar store balls would be such a hit?&lt;br /&gt;* Getting braces!! I had them in high school, but the orthodontist dropped the ball on me. He took them off too early, and my teeth shifted quickly. For so long we debated whether or not for me to get braces. The Lord has graciously blessed us through a friend who works for an orthodontist. She is giving me her "professional courtesy" discount, which means the price is greatly reduced!! I'll have lingual braces that go on the back of my teeth. I might talk funny for a few weeks, so no poking fun!!&lt;br /&gt;* Christmas music playing, beautiful Christmas tree sparkling, and yummy coffee in hand.&lt;br /&gt;* A wonderful visit with my dad, Uncle J.P., Aunt Donna, and Pappy Jack. This was the first time my dad has seen Malayna. He was so good with her... just wanted to sit and hold her. My pappy will be 91 this month and loves the Lord. He is gentle, humble and truly a blessing in my life. I love him dearly and am so thankful we got to visit this past weekend. (We also inherited a plethora of grapefruit, fresh from my dad's Florida grapefruit tree!)&lt;br /&gt;* My accountability gals. The Lord has grown us so deeply in the past few years. I'm a pretty open person, but some things are hard to share regardless of one's personality. These women allow me to share my good times and bad and continue to love me through it all and hold me accountable for my attitude and actions.&lt;br /&gt;* Shane and Shane and Phil Wickham concert date with Matt... Malayna tagged along, too! The three of those guys sound so great together. Malayna and I got to meet them before the show... so friendly and down to earth. We hope they come back for another Christmas tour next year. You really should get tickets if they do!&lt;br /&gt;* Phil Wickham's Christmas c.d. It has a vintage 70s feel to it. It's wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Rapunzel-Organic-Whole-24-Ounce-Packages/dp/B001E5DZIO/ref=sr_1_5?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;qid=1324501415&amp;amp;sr=8-5"&gt;Sucanat&lt;/a&gt; - I tried this for the first time a few weeks ago. It's unrefined cane sugar. It has a bit of a caramel flavor due to the molasses content. Sugar in its natural state - I'm hooked!&lt;br /&gt;* Isaac doing an incredible job at his preschool Christmas program. Oh my, pure cuteness. I got some great video that I'll upload soon.&lt;br /&gt;* Seeing Isaac and Malayna love on each other.&lt;br /&gt;* Good Christmas deals. I even stocked up on some things to give our nephews for next year. Can't resist a good sale!&lt;br /&gt;* These yummy&lt;a href="http://glutenfreegoddess.blogspot.com/2010/12/gluten-free-gingersnaps-and-star.html"&gt; gingerbread cookies&lt;/a&gt;. A friend brought them to Isaac's co-op Christmas party. They are gluten-free, but you would never know. I made them at home and used honey instead of molasses. I didn't have any on hand, but I like them a lot better with molasses. I also used an egg because we're not vegan. I think you need to use two eggs to help hold the batter together better. She topped them with this delicious &lt;a href="http://ohsheglows.com/2010/10/02/pumpkin-gingerbread-with-spiced-buttercream/"&gt;spiced buttercream icing&lt;/a&gt;. Mmm... such a great holiday treat.&lt;br /&gt;* Two new open cardigans. Can't resist buying them either.&lt;br /&gt;* Stumbling into a &lt;a href="http://gidgetgoeshome.com/"&gt;new blog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;* A cozy, snowflake Christmas mug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; have any faves this Christmas season?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-1888820946393154314?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/1888820946393154314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=1888820946393154314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/1888820946393154314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-6519804988565368684</id><published>2011-12-19T18:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T20:38:00.035-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi Malayna!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a2c353d4d9755491" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=6519804988565368684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/6519804988565368684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/6519804988565368684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2011/12/hi-malayna.html' title='Hi Malayna!'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-6065665979458992408</id><published>2011-10-26T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T19:13:08.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We've got a mover!</title><content type='html'>Wowzas! It's been a while since I've been on here. I have so much to update on, but for now, it needs to be quick b/c this mama is one tired lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little darling (7 mo. 4 days!) is now crawling! She started scooting ever so slightly and rocking on her knees a few weeks ago. Well, yesterday she mustered her strength and started to really go. She crawled all over the place at house church tonight. I tell ya, her first year of life is flying by so quickly. People always seem to say that, but for real, time just needs to stop for a bit. I am in no rush for Malayna to be a big girl. Err... well, except for sleeping. If she slept like a big girl, I would have no problem with that whatsoever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you celebrate this mama's joy with me for a moment? Just take a second to say, "Go, Malayna, go!" I love her to the moon and back a million times over and over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Video to come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-6065665979458992408?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/6065665979458992408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=6065665979458992408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/6065665979458992408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/6065665979458992408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2011/10/weve-got-mover.html' title='We&apos;ve got a mover!'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-6747801091210277044</id><published>2011-09-07T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T14:11:29.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home school: Day One!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649709276645103090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mMi5tn-fZ7E/TmfMp1apFfI/AAAAAAAAAcY/qiKaX1D4kfM/s320/IMG_6340.JPG" /&gt;Our first day of homeschool has come and gone. Daddy was even here to join in on our excitement. We started later than I wanted to, but Isaac's teacher was kept awake the night before by a needy baby. I guess she needed more sleep or something of the sort! Our day began with calendar time, followed by introducing our character virtue (attentiveness) and our Bible verse: &lt;em&gt;Pay attention, my child, to what I say. Listen carefully&lt;/em&gt;. Proverbs 4:20. We then spent some time reading from Isaac's story Bible. I piggy-backed off of his Sunday school lesson on creation. It makes me smile that he enjoys his Bible time in his class. I love that we can continue reinforcing the same truths at home. After our morning devos, we worked together on letter sounds and had a snack. We finished our day with letter and number tracing, a read aloud, and reading CVC words (hat, hop, set, big, etc). I'm happy that we're off and running with homeschool. I count it a privilege to teach and lead my precious, growing boy. I see many fun times in our future homeschooling endeavors. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649724906982089474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3TprFVDdCyk/Tmfa3o9YIwI/AAAAAAAAAcg/6Xm-4inOOTQ/s320/IMG_6323.JPG" /&gt;Daddy tried getting a picture of us. Isaac was a bit shy about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUfZsBXraJI/TmfMpjzrgcI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/iIReG8tAlPQ/s1600/IMG_6344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649709271918281154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PUfZsBXraJI/TmfMpjzrgcI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/iIReG8tAlPQ/s320/IMG_6344.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning calendar time. We need to add a few elements, but he's quickly getting the hang of it and asks to put the number up each morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zTqGwj1MC0A/TmfMpO5HJzI/AAAAAAAAAcI/RwH3KUvNMQ0/s1600/IMG_6329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649709266303919922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zTqGwj1MC0A/TmfMpO5HJzI/AAAAAAAAAcI/RwH3KUvNMQ0/s320/IMG_6329.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There's the real Isaac smile I know and love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--nuTziYCirg/TmfMo1MpGVI/AAAAAAAAAcA/hSq2ylQPSOU/s1600/IMG_6328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649709259406514514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--nuTziYCirg/TmfMo1MpGVI/AAAAAAAAAcA/hSq2ylQPSOU/s320/IMG_6328.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Working diligently on letter tracing. My little lefty; it's so cute watching him write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M6m1-T7AYhQ/TmfL3UWt_WI/AAAAAAAAAb4/ATGbl3ZEty0/s1600/IMG_6350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649708408776818018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M6m1-T7AYhQ/TmfL3UWt_WI/AAAAAAAAAb4/ATGbl3ZEty0/s320/IMG_6350.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sweet, blue-eyed, almost four-year-old boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How is your school year going so far?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/546582180365995546-6747801091210277044?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/6747801091210277044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=6747801091210277044' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/6747801091210277044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/6747801091210277044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2011/09/home-school-day-one.html' title='Home school: Day One!'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mMi5tn-fZ7E/TmfMp1apFfI/AAAAAAAAAcY/qiKaX1D4kfM/s72-c/IMG_6340.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-1685823909530594935</id><published>2011-08-29T08:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T10:02:41.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>favorites</title><content type='html'>We just returned from Myrtle Beach, and while I'm a saddened that I won't see the ocean every day, I'm happy to get back to our routine at home. We're in operation preparation homeschool mode. I need to get a few more things and order a teaching resource online. I'm still hoping to start September 1st. For now I want to share some of my favorite dairy-free recipes with you that we've recently tried. Our dinners are just not the same with good ol' dairy, but we're making it work. These recipes are tried and true. If you have a dairy sensitivity, give these a shot. Most are also gluten free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;a href="http://www.thenourishinggourmet.com/2009/05/lemon-curd-bars.html"&gt;Lemon curd bars&lt;/a&gt; - The original recipe is delicious and easy. I also made just the bars and spiced them up a bit by adding about 3/4 cup of shredded coconut and a little more honey. I make a double batch each time. Matt and I gobbled up most of them while in Myrtle Beach.&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;a href="http://ohsheglows.com/2011/01/31/15-minute-creamy-avocado-pasta/"&gt;Creamy avocado pasta&lt;/a&gt; - This is from a vegan website, so she uses no animal products. It's a great resource if you don't eat any animal products. Her pictures are nice, too! The primary flavor is avocado, so if you're not a fan, skip this one.&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;a href="http://onceamonthmom.com/gluten-free-dairy-free-orange-apricot-pork-chops-for-the-slow-cooker/"&gt;Orange-apricot porkchops&lt;/a&gt; - Incredibly easy crockpot meal full of lots of flavor. We serve it over rice. It would make for a lovely fall meal. (I will skip the cloves next time, though.)&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;a href="http://heavenlyhomemakers.com/homemade-chewy-granola-bars-without-corn-syrup"&gt;Homemade chewy granola bars&lt;/a&gt; - This snack is quick to whip up in a flash. We all like these bars. Be careful not to overdo the peanut butter or the mixture will be too moist and gooey. Measure carefully!&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;a href="http://ohsheglows.com/2011/05/10/easy-tomato-basil-cream-pasta/"&gt;Tomato basil pasta&lt;/a&gt; - Out of all things, the base of this recipe is made from cashews. Sounds strange, but trust me, it's a winner. The cashews give it the creaminess it needs while still being dairy-free.&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;a href="http://themealplanner.blogspot.com/2009/01/cashew-chicken.html"&gt;Cashew chicken&lt;/a&gt; - An easy recipe if you have a hankering for Asian.&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;u&gt;Homemade Larabars&lt;/u&gt; - Simple and wholesome, Larabars are one of my favorite snacks. However, they are pricey little guys. My favorite flavor is the cashew cookie. It's simply made of cashews and dates and easy and frugal to make. All you need to do is grind up 1 cup of cashews in the food processor. Take it out and put into a separate bowl. Then grind up 8 oz of dates and add them to the bowl of cashews. The mixture will be sticky. Form into a ball and press down flat with a rolling pin. Roll out onto parchment or wax paper and cut into strips. I actually like these better than the store-bought version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thenourishinggourmet.com/2009/08/chocolate-raspberry-coconut-flour-cupcakes-gluten-grain-and-dairy-free.html"&gt;Chocolate-raspberry coconut flour cupcakes&lt;/a&gt; - I made these for house church one night, and everyone who ate them enjoyed them. The honey frosting is tasty but a bit sweet. Next time I make these I will cut back on the honey. I think I might make some for Isaac's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you or someone you know has food allergy/issues, try some of these recipes. I hope they can be of use to someone out there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-1685823909530594935?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/1685823909530594935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=1685823909530594935' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/1685823909530594935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/1685823909530594935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2011/08/favorites.html' title='favorites'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-222588713869903786</id><published>2011-08-19T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T10:43:56.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Laughing Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here's a short clip of Malayna laughing. I think she was around 3.5 months. She's such a rascal, and we all love her to pieces. I hope you enjoy her laugh as much as we do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-73d53bacf6503f3d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D73d53bacf6503f3d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329914768%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4F2E88B6EEA2D530866F0B62693FD0A779507C3F.285FEDF9C9458A523784223051DC457BC6A11346%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D73d53bacf6503f3d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D8KqohlM7z3m2keIUTvGYXvbdIxE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v18.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D73d53bacf6503f3d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329914768%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4F2E88B6EEA2D530866F0B62693FD0A779507C3F.285FEDF9C9458A523784223051DC457BC6A11346%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D73d53bacf6503f3d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D8KqohlM7z3m2keIUTvGYXvbdIxE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-222588713869903786?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/222588713869903786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=222588713869903786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/222588713869903786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/222588713869903786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2011/08/heres-short-clip-of-malayna-laughing.html' title='Laughing Baby'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-7643562225898109445</id><published>2011-08-17T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T20:12:08.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The last few months</title><content type='html'>It has been almost 5 months since I've posted anything. I have good reasons - having a baby and trying to keep my head above water as I learn to parent two small children. Thankfully, the Lord is gracious and forgiving and showers me with His unconditional love and provision to get me through this new season. I feel like I have so much to write and to tell you all the things that are going on in our family of four. Tonight, I'll try to recap a few and expand on them more later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Malayna is almost 5 months old. She is a gem. I absolutely adore her sweet, charming personality. She lights up the room with her beautiful smile and bright blue eyes. She coos and laughs and loves snuggling. She is pensive, "talkative", and calm-natured all at the same time. I couldn't have imagined a happier baby.&lt;br /&gt;*Isaac keeps me on my toes, that's for sure. He is sweet and defiant all at the same time if that makes any sense. He is my sweet boy who needs lots of guidance right now, just as any almost four-year-old does. He still melts my heart and is growing up too quickly.&lt;br /&gt;* We begin homeschooling September 1st. I've researched and prayed about what we should do for preschool. I want to challenge Isaac yet not push him to do things he is not ready to do. We'll go at his pace. I want this year to be full of excitement for learning and character development. We need to work on specific things to help with his attitude and heart. We're doing Sonlight this year with some additional math and reading elements.&lt;br /&gt;* Isaac will also go to preschool for a couple hours three days a week. I'm excited for him to have fun making new friends, submitting to other authority figures, learning how to work out problems effectively, and many other things in a play-based environment. His teacher is solid in her walk with the Lord. This is a good fit for our family this year.&lt;br /&gt;* Malayna has some dairy and caffeine sensitivities. I've tried lots of new recipes, and surprisingly, I've liked each of them. I will be one happy lady, though, when I can have milk!&lt;br /&gt;* I had a pretty nasty infection from nursing, which led to a pretty nasty abscess that needed drained. Thankfully, I healed nicely and feel much better. Those babies get us one way or another!&lt;br /&gt;* Matt has had some important work to do, so the kids and I have spent a lot of time at my mom's house. It's nice to relax and watch Food Network whenever I want.... the lazy days of summer!&lt;br /&gt;* I got to see my niece and nephew this past week. Ian is 15 and Hannah is almost 10. They are both wonderful kids - wish I could see them more often.&lt;br /&gt;* We bought a 2005 CRV. We had been looking for a while and knew we wanted a smaller SUV or minivan. We found one for a great price with great mileage.&lt;br /&gt;* We're Myrtle Beach bound soon. Matt's grandma and some of his aunts/uncles live there. We're looking forward to rounding out the last of our summer with family.&lt;br /&gt;* Our house church is about to multiply. I have mixed feelings about it. We love everyone and will be sad to not see them every other week.&lt;br /&gt;* Right now Malayna is crying. She is supposed to be asleep but wants her mama to hold her. Poor baby.&lt;br /&gt;* Matt is taking me on a date tomorrow. We're going to the place where he proposed to me. It's a quaint little town with a romantic feel to it. Makes me smile just thinking of it.&lt;br /&gt;* Last night I had a dinner date and evening out with some dear mama friends. Love me some Japanese steakhouse food and time away from the kiddos. It does a mama good to have a break.&lt;br /&gt;* Isaac said the sweetest thing this evening. I was telling him all the people I love. At the end of our conversation I said, "I love all of our family." He then says, "Mom, God is part of our family." We have been stressing that God loves him more than anyone. He put me in my place in a kind way, making sure I knew that God is most important. Love him to pieces.&lt;br /&gt;* My aunt and uncle just celebrated their 60th wedding anniversary. Can you believe it? 60 years of marriage! As I was leaving their celebration, my aunt told me to do the same thing. They've lived life together through the many ups and downs, and she wants the "young" couples in our family to live that way as well. A wise woman she is.&lt;br /&gt;* I also go to spend time with two of my best friends from high school, Mandy and Suzanne. Mandy has three adorable 15-month-old triplets. Her life is lovely chaos and she handles it with such grace and ease. Suzanne has two young ones and is also raising her 9-month-old cutie patootie niece. She's also a wonderful photographer. She blessed me with some mommy/daughter pics for a gift. I can't wait to see them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well friends, that's it for tonight - just normal life around here the past few months, and I wouldn't trade it for the world. I will be back soon, before five more months pass by!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-7643562225898109445?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/7643562225898109445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=7643562225898109445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/7643562225898109445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/7643562225898109445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2011/08/last-few-months.html' title='The last few months'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-5909175241881526818</id><published>2011-03-31T14:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T16:12:20.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adjusting to New Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590380000208397570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hDSdWfk_uE4/TZUE_bfepQI/AAAAAAAAAbY/nQZyY0SCLqU/s320/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Malayna Hope ~ born March 22, 2011&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I could not be any more thrilled to be the mommy of two beautiful and unique kiddos. Our adjustment into parenting two little ones is going much better than we anticipated. Malayna is the most content baby, eating and sleeping most of the day. She loves snuggling into our chests, hearing &lt;em&gt;Jesus Loves Me&lt;/em&gt;, and listening to her big brother run around like a crazy man! Honestly, when I think of how the Lord blesses us with gifts, this is completely over the top. He's outdone Himself once again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The c-section was much more difficult this time. For some peculiar reason, the spinal block was not enough to numb me from pain. My doctor did several "feel tests", and I pretty much failed all of them. The anesthesiologist gave me an additional local in my IV and said if it didn't work, then I would have to be put to sleep. At first it seemed to work, but about five minutes into the surgery, I felt pain. Not pressure, mind you. Pain. Ouch. It hurt. All of the sudden I started panicking. The doctor asked if I wanted her to proceed or put me to sleep. What? How am I supposed to make a rational decision when you're doing what you're doing? I'll spare you all the details! Thankfully, Matt was right by my side as I started to cry. I couldn't think clearly. Can you blame me? I was pumped full of all kinds of intense drugs. But, I gathered myself as best I could and decided to press on. I wanted to be awake when my baby girl entered the world. Matt reassured me that my hope is in Him. How I needed so desperately to hear those words. As soon as I stared to calm down, the pain ceased. About 10 minutes later, Malayna Hope entered the world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Now we're home and things are settling down as I recover and we learn how to parent two children. In my heart, I feared this new phase of life for all of us would be hard to handle. Of course we'll have good times and bad times, highs and lows. I feared having post-partum depression and did not want to ever feel that way again. I prepared my heart by reading Scripture cards and praying about particular issues. I prayed that if my hormones did not cooperate, that I would still hope in Him and believe He has a good plan. For He is sovereign and knows &lt;em&gt;precisely&lt;/em&gt; what we need. As Beth Moore aptly states it, "God promises us a&lt;em&gt; good&lt;/em&gt; plan, not a &lt;em&gt;painless&lt;/em&gt; plan." I embrace His plan because no matter what the world or my flesh speak to me, His plan is redemptive, good, and righteous. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The Lord is faithful and attentive to our prayers. He promises to draw near to those who draw near to Him. I pray that you believe and embrace His truth in your own life no matter the circumstance. I pray that for myself as well. He certainly taught me a lot about trust this past week; He reminds me to always fix my eyes on Him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Why are you cast down, O my soul?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And why are you disquieted within me? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hope in God&lt;/strong&gt;;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;For I shall yet praise Him,&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The help of my countenance and my God."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Psalm 43:5 - I read this the night before Malayna was born.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-5909175241881526818?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/5909175241881526818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=5909175241881526818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/5909175241881526818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/5909175241881526818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2011/03/adjusting-to-new-life.html' title='Adjusting to New Life'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hDSdWfk_uE4/TZUE_bfepQI/AAAAAAAAAbY/nQZyY0SCLqU/s72-c/012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-4742033062738547837</id><published>2011-03-25T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T21:40:45.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Much!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our sweet Isaac loves Malayna so very much. He already helps soothe her and is concerned when "somefing goes wrong wif Mawayna." Matt captured this short clip of a very tired but sweet boy shortly after Malayna's birth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b6fe87c39226156d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db6fe87c39226156d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329914768%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4E6203EDC8D62D70A171D4D82C81FC638C6CB6BA.514101F0FCD659CA41652BCC97B41D00061F73A9%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db6fe87c39226156d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DjZjCO6HapOT3F5h5VBTnBK9BHPw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db6fe87c39226156d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329914768%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4E6203EDC8D62D70A171D4D82C81FC638C6CB6BA.514101F0FCD659CA41652BCC97B41D00061F73A9%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db6fe87c39226156d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DjZjCO6HapOT3F5h5VBTnBK9BHPw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-4742033062738547837?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/4742033062738547837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=4742033062738547837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/4742033062738547837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/4742033062738547837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2011/03/this-much.html' title='This Much!'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-1423434090083328374</id><published>2011-03-21T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T14:53:51.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Malayna's Room</title><content type='html'>Here's a video of Malayna's room. We pieced it together, and I really like the simple, clean look. In just a few days we'll be holding our sweet girl in her room!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6826c5345dbd69c2" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6826c5345dbd69c2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329914768%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D643E98E7EDA409981F63DB687796471E924C52FE.1C6560F218189C3499BE4CECD81326C363FF9A9D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6826c5345dbd69c2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DADbJYtZiDjFaZVZvUrO06XKqwV8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6826c5345dbd69c2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329914768%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D643E98E7EDA409981F63DB687796471E924C52FE.1C6560F218189C3499BE4CECD81326C363FF9A9D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6826c5345dbd69c2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DADbJYtZiDjFaZVZvUrO06XKqwV8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-1423434090083328374?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/1423434090083328374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=1423434090083328374' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/1423434090083328374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/1423434090083328374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2011/03/malaynas-room.html' title='Malayna&apos;s Room'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-3996878795441760397</id><published>2011-02-17T19:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T19:26:25.465-08:00</updated><title type='text'>March 22nd</title><content type='html'>It's not too far around the corner. March 22, 2010 will, Lord willing, be one of the most joyous days of my life. Malayna Hope is scheduled to make her debut into the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm gonna be smitten!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-3996878795441760397?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/3996878795441760397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=3996878795441760397' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/3996878795441760397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/3996878795441760397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2011/02/march-22nd.html' title='March 22nd'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-3197272548307732614</id><published>2011-02-12T10:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T11:02:33.435-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I won!</title><content type='html'>I'm thrilled to get my hands on the&lt;a href="http://www.healthhomehappy.com/2011/02/gaps-meal-plan-giveaway-3-winners-3-months-each-gaps-book.html"&gt; GAPS book&lt;/a&gt;. I was one of three winners in the giveaway. I'm not looking into going completely grain-free, but I'm interested in learning more about how our gut-brain is really connected. I've had great success from following a more traditional diet of properly raised meat, dairy and properly prepared grains. I'm sure reading through this book will give me more ideas of how to help lessen the symptoms of Crohn's and improve our overall health as a family. I'll keep you posted on any grain-free, appealing meals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just never know when you might win a blog giveaway - what a sweet surprise and blessing to my Saturday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-3197272548307732614?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/3197272548307732614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=3197272548307732614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/3197272548307732614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/3197272548307732614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-won.html' title='I won!'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-4419833488996609571</id><published>2011-02-08T12:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T12:37:37.554-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little from Psalm 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~But let all those rejoice who put their trust in You; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let them ever shout for joy, because You defend them;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let those also who love Your name Be joyful in You.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For You, O Lord, will bless the righteous;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With favor You will surround him as with a shield. ~ &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Psalm 5:11,12 (NKJV)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A few of my sweet and dear mommy friends and I just began a study through the Psalms. These verses clearly remind me that through Christ I have a constant, abiding joy. The last fews days a certain little someone in our household has needed lots of discipline, patience, and firm yet gentle guidance. At times I let it bother me and affect my attitude. But as I took a little rest yesterday and read through Psalm 5, the Lord calmed my heart and brought it back to Him. And boy, I needed it. I can rejoice in all circumstances, big or small, because my trust is in Jesus. I have an advocate through Him. His Word is pure and true and today, again, I find rest in Psalm 5. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-4419833488996609571?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/4419833488996609571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=4419833488996609571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/4419833488996609571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/4419833488996609571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2011/02/little-from-psalm-5.html' title='A little from Psalm 5'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-5977484047984854581</id><published>2011-02-03T20:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T06:13:40.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>She's coming!</title><content type='html'>Not yet, but she'll be here soon - our sweet Malayna Hope! In preparation for her arrival, I'm looking to stockpile our new, as in &lt;em&gt;Craigslist-you've-got-yourself-a-great-deal&lt;/em&gt;, upright freezer. Matt picked it up tonight, and I'm so thankful we found it for a wonderful price! Makes this mommy smile! I'm looking for some tried-and-true good freezer meal type recipes. We like any kind of meat, casserole, pasta, breakfast items, pretty much anything except peanut sauce. Sweet hubsters isn't a fan so much! So what do you got for me? Feel free to reply here or shoot me an email!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... 6.5 more weeks to go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-5977484047984854581?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/5977484047984854581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=5977484047984854581' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/5977484047984854581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/5977484047984854581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2011/02/shes-coming.html' title='She&apos;s coming!'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-6525539962396364279</id><published>2011-01-21T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T09:36:07.512-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My intent for this year</title><content type='html'>A friend from my MOPS group challenged me to think of a word to focus on and live by this year. Too often for me, I neglect a new year's resolution almost as quickly as I state it. I then become discouraged and guilt-ridden over the many "should haves" and "could haves". I like the concept of one all-encompassing word, a succinct vision statement. This year my word is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;focus&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. On so many levels, I need to grow in this area. Specifically, reading and meditating upon God's Word, serving Matt according to his love language and unique needs, and gently yet firmly teaching Isaac the way he should go. These are broad categories, but I already have goals in mind to live a more focused life in my roles. With the Lord's patience and guidance I'm already noticing seeds of fruit. His word tells us to live according to the Spirit and not the flesh, to put to death the deeds of the flesh. It's a hard thing to do, but that is why the Spirit came. He leads us into all truth. I will pray my way through this year. With the many changes coming my way, I need the Lord to help me &lt;em&gt;focus&lt;/em&gt; on His will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Turn away my eyes from looking at worthless things, And revive me in your way. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~Psalm 119:37~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-6525539962396364279?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/6525539962396364279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=6525539962396364279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/6525539962396364279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/6525539962396364279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-intent-for-this-year.html' title='My intent for this year'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-1568794423917508725</id><published>2010-12-23T15:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T16:31:56.664-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Merry Christmas from our family to yours!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TRPo3uiApNI/AAAAAAAAAaU/fUre4c_ooKc/s1600/Traci%2B107fav.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554038809559082194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TRPo3uiApNI/AAAAAAAAAaU/fUre4c_ooKc/s320/Traci%2B107fav.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TRPo3KvVy4I/AAAAAAAAAaM/3fvROaSNsKE/s1600/Traci%2B199fav.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554038799951317890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TRPo3KvVy4I/AAAAAAAAAaM/3fvROaSNsKE/s320/Traci%2B199fav.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TRPo2_QOC7I/AAAAAAAAAaE/kWuXDMzabEM/s1600/Traci%2B340fav.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554038796867996594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TRPo2_QOC7I/AAAAAAAAAaE/kWuXDMzabEM/s320/Traci%2B340fav.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TRPmUKEYC-I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/hY41alEpUiU/s1600/Traci%2B325fav.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554035999452433378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TRPmUKEYC-I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/hY41alEpUiU/s320/Traci%2B325fav.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TRPmTlG6XOI/AAAAAAAAAZs/haVFSauPKtI/s1600/Traci%2B256favb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554035989530959074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TRPmTlG6XOI/AAAAAAAAAZs/haVFSauPKtI/s320/Traci%2B256favb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TRPjw75ggiI/AAAAAAAAAZk/wDqybSZvVFc/s1600/Traci%2B250favb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554033195330077218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TRPjw75ggiI/AAAAAAAAAZk/wDqybSZvVFc/s320/Traci%2B250favb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TRPjwZLAPTI/AAAAAAAAAZc/nPJgmJ2L_D0/s1600/Traci%2B120favb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554033186008218930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TRPjwZLAPTI/AAAAAAAAAZc/nPJgmJ2L_D0/s320/Traci%2B120favb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TRPjwF60tgI/AAAAAAAAAZU/8QyGKsPOXqE/s1600/Traci%2B226fav.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554033180840080898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TRPjwF60tgI/AAAAAAAAAZU/8QyGKsPOXqE/s320/Traci%2B226fav.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TRPh4ObZR4I/AAAAAAAAAZM/V9cXVVCdrnc/s1600/Traci%2B214fav.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554031121539876738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TRPh4ObZR4I/AAAAAAAAAZM/V9cXVVCdrnc/s320/Traci%2B214fav.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TRPh36biCXI/AAAAAAAAAZE/h3WXkep6l5w/s1600/Traci%2B282fav.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554031116171741554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TRPh36biCXI/AAAAAAAAAZE/h3WXkep6l5w/s320/Traci%2B282fav.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TRPbpJc9TDI/AAAAAAAAAY8/exo0RcBbJz8/s1600/Traci%2B198fav.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554024265436449842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TRPbpJc9TDI/AAAAAAAAAY8/exo0RcBbJz8/s320/Traci%2B198fav.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TRPbnyOwBaI/AAAAAAAAAYk/K2j9eadRwAE/s1600/Traci%2B090favb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 347px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554024242022974882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TRPbnyOwBaI/AAAAAAAAAYk/K2j9eadRwAE/s320/Traci%2B090favb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TRPbndTx5UI/AAAAAAAAAYc/TMigTfBLLu4/s1600/Traci%2B231favb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554024236406924610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TRPbndTx5UI/AAAAAAAAAYc/TMigTfBLLu4/s320/Traci%2B231favb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/546582180365995546-1568794423917508725?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/1568794423917508725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=1568794423917508725' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/1568794423917508725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/1568794423917508725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TRPo3uiApNI/AAAAAAAAAaU/fUre4c_ooKc/s72-c/Traci%2B107fav.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-9111536172866028258</id><published>2010-12-22T09:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T09:58:15.702-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A better way...</title><content type='html'>I've felt a bit down the past few days. Nothing big. I'm sure most of it has to do with pregnancy hormones raging through my body. This sweet love inside me is certainly worth it! But, I am in charge of my attitude and to take every thought captive to Christ. I am responsible for repenting and seeking Him and savoring who He is. As I go about my day today, I choose a better way. I choose His way, to be enveloped in His love, forsaking things of this world. This is not easy for me. Too often, I bow to creation or to seek fulfilment from worldy things. This is idolotry and is sinful. With the Lord by my side giving me grace for the moment, today I choose the Way. I will sing Christmas songs with joy and do housework unto the Lord. This is the Way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~&lt;em&gt;This is the day the Lord has made. Let us rejoice and be glad in it.~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Psalm 118:24&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-9111536172866028258?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/9111536172866028258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=9111536172866028258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/9111536172866028258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/9111536172866028258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2010/12/better-way.html' title='A better way...'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-1497147454963400348</id><published>2010-12-20T17:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T18:52:20.042-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;One of my best friends from high school, Suzanne, captured some sweet family moments for us. Here are a few of my favorites. I'll add more soon! (Blogger is acting funny tonight.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TRAIE8pWPEI/AAAAAAAAAYU/qKAa0K0cyUI/s1600/Traci%2B168fav.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552947221639871554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TRAIE8pWPEI/AAAAAAAAAYU/qKAa0K0cyUI/s320/Traci%2B168fav.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TRAIEXGMeOI/AAAAAAAAAYM/JYr5s4Gmoy8/s1600/Traci%2B136favorite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552947211560319202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TRAIEXGMeOI/AAAAAAAAAYM/JYr5s4Gmoy8/s320/Traci%2B136favorite.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TRAIEJJG2GI/AAAAAAAAAYE/UM3FJ9Lt_MA/s1600/Traci%2B137fav.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552947207814436962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TRAIEJJG2GI/AAAAAAAAAYE/UM3FJ9Lt_MA/s320/Traci%2B137fav.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TRAIDvc0haI/AAAAAAAAAX8/v8KR2AFYQU4/s1600/Traci%2B104fav.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552947200917800354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TRAIDvc0haI/AAAAAAAAAX8/v8KR2AFYQU4/s320/Traci%2B104fav.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TRAIDHYDKyI/AAAAAAAAAX0/lfpjydOqYgw/s1600/Traci%2B181flickr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552947190160370466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TRAIDHYDKyI/AAAAAAAAAX0/lfpjydOqYgw/s320/Traci%2B181flickr.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/546582180365995546-1497147454963400348?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/1497147454963400348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=1497147454963400348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/1497147454963400348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/1497147454963400348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2010/12/family-pictures.html' title='Family Pictures'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TRAIE8pWPEI/AAAAAAAAAYU/qKAa0K0cyUI/s72-c/Traci%2B168fav.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-8041893898013699695</id><published>2010-12-15T11:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T11:11:42.142-08:00</updated><title type='text'>He Makes Me Laugh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love this little goofball to pieces!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TQkSoLdUdnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/kwAGyZ3cxf8/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550988497190680178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TQkSoLdUdnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/kwAGyZ3cxf8/s320/014.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/546582180365995546-8041893898013699695?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/8041893898013699695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=8041893898013699695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/8041893898013699695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/8041893898013699695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2010/12/he-makes-me-laugh.html' title='He Makes Me Laugh'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TQkSoLdUdnI/AAAAAAAAAXs/kwAGyZ3cxf8/s72-c/014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-2335977709182984026</id><published>2010-12-13T11:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T11:23:40.018-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two good, easy recipes</title><content type='html'>Last night I found &lt;a href="http://www.delightinginthedays.com/"&gt;Delighting in the Days&lt;/a&gt; through &lt;a href="http://www.frugalgranola/"&gt;Frugal Granola&lt;/a&gt;, which is one of my favorite blogs. I quicky skimmed through two of her recipes and landed on &lt;a href="http://delightinginthedays.com/a-dutch-puff-for-sunday/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://delightinginthedays.com/nutritious-chocolate-coconut-drink/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; to try out quickly. Both are so yummy and healthy. I'm a pretty big fan of coconut milk/oil as it has many healthy fats and antimicrobial properties. It's especially good if you battle any sort of chronic illness. I'm trying to get more of it into my daily diet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would slightly modify both recipes next time:&lt;br /&gt;* Add a bit of salt and vanilla extract to the Dutch puff. The texture reminds me of French toast. We enjoyed ours with real maple syrup. You just can't beat it! (Sorry Aunt Jemima!)&lt;br /&gt;* Cut back to 1-2 Tbsp. cocoa powder for the drink. It's yummy as is, but if you make it, I would add the cocoa incrementally and see what you like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both recipes are incredibly easy and filling. Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-2335977709182984026?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/2335977709182984026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=2335977709182984026' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/2335977709182984026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/2335977709182984026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2010/12/two-good-easy-recipes.html' title='Two good, easy recipes'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-4387001664955929315</id><published>2010-12-10T07:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T07:38:06.701-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doing well</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TQJJEjZYuyI/AAAAAAAAAXk/kYMGs1A4EnI/s1600/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549078033443896098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TQJJEjZYuyI/AAAAAAAAAXk/kYMGs1A4EnI/s320/028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My finger is healing nicely. It's still &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;swollen&lt;/span&gt; and hurts a bit, but that's to be expected. I left it unwrapped last night and continue treating it with ointment. The stitches should come out Monday! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-4387001664955929315?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/4387001664955929315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=4387001664955929315' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/4387001664955929315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/4387001664955929315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2010/12/doing-well.html' title='Doing well'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TQJJEjZYuyI/AAAAAAAAAXk/kYMGs1A4EnI/s72-c/028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-464271822150930444</id><published>2010-12-06T08:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T08:38:22.794-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For coffee lovers...</title><content type='html'>This article on &lt;a href="http://www.cheeseslave.com/2010/12/03/30-reasons-to-quit-coffee/"&gt;quitting coffee&lt;/a&gt; came in my Reader today. I rarely drink it now and can testify to much of the data, especially #12. I've always had shaky hands, but as soon as I cut coffee out of my diet, I noticed a &lt;em&gt;huge&lt;/em&gt; improvement. My mom even commented on it. Last week I had a few cups of coffee and the shakiness was much worse. I know it affects me negatively. As much as I enjoy a good cup of coffee, I think there are plenty reasons to avoid it as much as I can. If you love coffee or are addicted to caffeine, read through the article and see what you think. Maybe a few small changes will help you feel better, too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-464271822150930444?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/464271822150930444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=464271822150930444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/464271822150930444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/464271822150930444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2010/12/for-coffee-lovers.html' title='For coffee lovers...'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-2878471224746810892</id><published>2010-12-03T15:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T15:54:49.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Battle Scars</title><content type='html'>I can't type well, so this will be quick. While opening a bottle of wine for beef bourguignon, I got a little rough with the bottle. I was using a broken corkscrew, which was a very, very bad idea. What's sort of comical is that this was my first time opening a bottle of wine, and I had no clue that it was broken. I jammed into the cork so far that the metal end of the corkscrew actually broke through the neck of the bottle. The bottle split into two large pieces, slicing deeply into my right index finger. It was bad, and I knew it needed wrapped ASAP. I trailed blood all through the kitchen and managed to grab a towel to wrap around it. I called 911 and then Matt. The paramedics bandaged it tightly enough to stop the bleeding so we could make it to the ER. It was not a fun way to spend the afternoon, but I'm thankful it isn't worse than it is. Seven stitches later, I'm home and feeling okay. I plan on steering clear of wine bottles for a long time! Not the best way to earn a battle scar! (I'll update later on the ER visit and how I'm doing.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-2878471224746810892?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/2878471224746810892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=2878471224746810892' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/2878471224746810892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/2878471224746810892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2010/12/battle-scars.html' title='Battle Scars'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-6351849990840770205</id><published>2010-12-02T13:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T13:42:07.118-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A good story</title><content type='html'>As I prepare my heart for the coming Messiah this Advent season, I love reading &lt;a href="http://www.aholyexperience.com/2010/12/the-great-give-away/"&gt;stories&lt;/a&gt; that make me say, "Thank you, baby Jesus" for your life. He gave it all that we may live. Do we even realize the cost of His life? I mean, will we truly ever get it? What He really gave up for us? I want to cherish Him more than anything in the whole wide world. I want to cherish Him every day of the year, not only at Christmastime. He came for me. He came for you. And, He gave His life for the sins of the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-6351849990840770205?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/6351849990840770205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=6351849990840770205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/6351849990840770205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/6351849990840770205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2010/12/good-story.html' title='A good story'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-13249037902353025</id><published>2010-11-30T16:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T16:22:09.841-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O Christmas Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TPWU2uLZirI/AAAAAAAAAXY/cjeyYgvZAgU/s1600/147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545502184006322866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TPWU2uLZirI/AAAAAAAAAXY/cjeyYgvZAgU/s320/147.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can you guess who decorated this? Hint, hint: he's in the picture. I love it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-13249037902353025?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/13249037902353025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=13249037902353025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/13249037902353025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/13249037902353025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2010/11/o-christmas-tree.html' title='O Christmas Tree'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TPWU2uLZirI/AAAAAAAAAXY/cjeyYgvZAgU/s72-c/147.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-8124408507721000412</id><published>2010-11-29T16:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T17:15:51.584-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soaked wheat bread</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TPRNfZthVOI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/pbG_EM6OydM/s1600/144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545142243073021154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TPRNfZthVOI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/pbG_EM6OydM/s320/144.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've tried three different sourdough or soaked wheat bread recipes. The first two were not so great. The sourdough didn't rise properly and the soaked version was very heavy. After finding&lt;a href="http://www.healthhomehappy.com/traditional-foods/soaked-wheat-bread-recipe"&gt; this recipe &lt;/a&gt;and tweaking it a bit, I have a winner. We all enjoy it, and it's especially yummy slathered with butter and a little cinnamon sugar for that nostalgic feel. Matt brought this childhood favorite back into our home last week. I couldn't resist it! &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slightly modified the recipe:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;* I added more water to the soaking period b/c mine was too dry.&lt;br /&gt;* I also added more honey, probably a half-cup total and used butter as opposed to coconut oil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* I proofed the yeast in a bit of water and added a tsp. of cane sugar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* I kneaded the bread by hand after it came together in the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;KitchenAid&lt;/span&gt; mixer. I think this is critical! If you don't knead by hand, you might end up with a heavy loaf. (The bread in the original post looked too dense for my liking.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Baked for 40 minutes.&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;This recipe is simple and takes very minimal time to prepare. I hope you give it a shot because it's just that good!&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/546582180365995546-8124408507721000412?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/8124408507721000412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=8124408507721000412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/8124408507721000412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/8124408507721000412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2010/11/soaked-wheat-bread.html' title='Soaked wheat bread'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TPRNfZthVOI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/pbG_EM6OydM/s72-c/144.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-1467835211468392501</id><published>2010-11-21T17:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T17:53:51.644-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A follow-up from yesterday</title><content type='html'>I had a mom-fail moment in the department of patience this morning. I &lt;em&gt;clearly&lt;/em&gt; was exasperated with Isaac, and my stubborn will reared its ugly head. I apologized to my sweet boy for speaking unkindly and losing self-control after he cried and said, "But vat's not a very nice voice, Mom." He was completely right - I knew it. I knew I missed the mark. It hurt my feelings that I hurt his feelings and went against God's commands. Dumb, dumb me moment. (He did forgive me, so that's good!)&lt;br /&gt;Also, the Lord's timing is incredible. I went to Apex sans Matt and Isaac and heard a wonderful sermon on repentance. Not only am I thankful for how the Lord equips us as moms, but I'm also thankful that His grace is sufficient to cover my hang-ups. I fail all.the.time. Praise the Lord for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;forgiveness&lt;/span&gt; and restoration; He &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;is the&lt;/span&gt; God of endless chances.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-1467835211468392501?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/1467835211468392501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=1467835211468392501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/1467835211468392501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/1467835211468392501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2010/11/follow-up-from-yesterday.html' title='A follow-up from yesterday'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-1075052450119832496</id><published>2010-11-20T13:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T20:53:53.629-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Part of being human...</title><content type='html'>...is that we run into conflict on a daily basis. I don't think three-year-olds are exempt from this predicament. This past week Isaac had a nasty double pink eye infection. His poor eyes were all gooey and goopy. He had a minor cold as well, which meant that he was not his playful, cheery self. During times like these, I have no problem as a mom letting him watch as much television as his heart desires. It's also pretty cute that he wants to snuggle with me more than usual!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As any mom out there knows, whenever we "give in" a bit more to our kiddos, it's often hard to break them of a certain habit. We normally watch a minimal amount of television in this house. We purposely keep it in the basement so we're not tempted to bow down to it. It's a safe guard for all of us and helps us guard our hearts. I like shows and am easily enthralled with stuff that has no lasting value. (Just a little confession time, I guess! Now you know a weakness of mine!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaac got pretty used to having full reign of the television this week. He watched episode after episode of Sid the Science Kid. I kinda like it, too! The characters are a bit fruity and quirky, and who can resist Grandma's laugh?! This afternoon he watched it a few times and wanted to keep watching it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt is now feeling under the weather and decided he needed to simply veg in front of the television for a while. I have no problem with that. It's what you want to do when you're ill. Much to Isaac's dismay, Matt was going to watch television. Period! Isaac sulked and whined his way upstairs to tell me, "Mom, I want to watch my show, and Daddy wants to watch his show." Really? Well, therein lies a problem, right buddy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's easy and convenient to get exasperated over our children's selfishness. After all, we train and instruct them to put others first, to do all things without grumbling, to respect others and serve joyfully. Yet as I sat while Isaac told me his problem (and to him it is a big dilemma), I quickly reminded myself that this moment is a &lt;em&gt;teaching moment&lt;/em&gt;. I told Isaac that indeed it was a problem since he and Daddy both wanted the same thing at the same time. It simply wouldn't work for them both to watch their shows. I could see the struggle for power, the struggle to exert his will over our will, the struggle to be right, the struggle to persuade me into telling Daddy to let him watch his show, the struggle to give up something to make someone else feel better. It happens to adults and children alike. We are gripped by self-centeredness, and we often need gentle guidance toward "other-mindedness".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaac understands that Daddy doesn't feel well. He gets it. I need to always be mindful of helping him recognize &lt;em&gt;how&lt;/em&gt; to put others first. In this case, Daddy needed a break. The kind thing to do is allow Daddy to relax and unwind as he wishes. Maybe I made it out to be a bigger deal than it was because Isaac immediately said, "Well, let's pway Reader Rabbit!" Works for me, kiddo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess my point is that teaching and training &lt;em&gt;never&lt;/em&gt; end. We consciously make a choice in how to react to our kids' actions and what their hearts reveal. It's my job as Isaac's mom (and Malayna's too!) to gently guide him by the truth into what is best for him. Instead of getting frustrated and unleashing anger, I need to remember that he is trying to make sense of his world. When his stubborn will shows itself, it is &lt;em&gt;my &lt;/em&gt;job and calling to lead him to repentance. We're going to face larger mountains than small disagreements in our home. The principle still remains: train him, teach him, gently and lovingly guide him always, and rebuke him in love when needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That small moment in our day spoke volumes to me about the kind of mom I desire to be. Do I want to be remembered by my kids as some hot-headed, strong-willed, not-willing-to-listen mom? Or, do I want my kids to share openly with me about their struggles whether they be large or small? I choose the latter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conflict in inevitable and is actually a sign of a healthy relationship. Today, I choose to help Isaac when conflict arises in his life. Truthfully I can only do this by abiding in the love of Christ. My impulsive nature rears its ugly head when I'm not remaining in the Vine. Moment by moment, I must choose patience. I pay for it when I don't and so does Isaac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about you? What kind of mom do you want to be for your kids? How are you doing in those tough areas? Where have you grown? Let's rejoice in knowing that the Lord guides us into mothering our children. We can rest assured knowing that He lovingly leads us in this amazing yet challenging calling. Let's follow in His steps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-1075052450119832496?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/1075052450119832496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=1075052450119832496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/1075052450119832496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/1075052450119832496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2010/11/part-of-being-human.html' title='Part of being human...'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-5510381922084286711</id><published>2010-11-09T18:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T18:03:34.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Try this one!</title><content type='html'>Suzanne posted a new family picture today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/46676096@N08/5163049724/"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/46676096@N08/5163049724/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-5510381922084286711?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/5510381922084286711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=5510381922084286711' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/5510381922084286711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/5510381922084286711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2010/11/try-this-one.html' title='Try this one!'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-4232783938283369330</id><published>2010-11-08T10:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T10:39:23.803-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo link</title><content type='html'>I'm not sure why the photo link isn't working. I'll talk to Suzanne to see if we can get it up and running!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-4232783938283369330?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/4232783938283369330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=4232783938283369330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/4232783938283369330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/4232783938283369330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2010/11/photo-link.html' title='Photo link'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-6432423426738814934</id><published>2010-11-08T10:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T10:22:03.671-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, Baby!</title><content type='html'>Malayna Hope wants you to know that she's a very healthy baby girl! She's expected to arrive sometime late March. We can't wait to meet our sweet, sweet baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of my small baby bump. One of my best friends from school took some amazing photos for our family. I'm looking forward to seeing all of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/46676096@N08/5147400580/"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/46676096@N08/5147400580/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-6432423426738814934?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/6432423426738814934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=6432423426738814934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/6432423426738814934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/6432423426738814934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2010/11/oh-baby.html' title='Oh, Baby!'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-6680798310008441156</id><published>2010-09-24T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T16:33:37.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>and just one more...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOVE this picture of Isaac taken shortly after his birth. I still can't believe my sweet lovin' is three!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TJ00618eDeI/AAAAAAAAAW4/eVkPvofi5uE/s1600/Footprints.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520626903743860194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TJ00618eDeI/AAAAAAAAAW4/eVkPvofi5uE/s320/Footprints.JPG" /&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/546582180365995546-6680798310008441156?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/6680798310008441156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=6680798310008441156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/6680798310008441156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/6680798310008441156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2010/09/and-just-one-more.html' title='and just one more...'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TJ00618eDeI/AAAAAAAAAW4/eVkPvofi5uE/s72-c/Footprints.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-6814241408059379620</id><published>2010-09-20T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T13:36:07.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Isaac!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TJfCrDlDQnI/AAAAAAAAAWw/3rF4RkRzi94/s1600/Isaac_mommy_and_daddy_in_recovery_rm.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519093913316704882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TJfCrDlDQnI/AAAAAAAAAWw/3rF4RkRzi94/s320/Isaac_mommy_and_daddy_in_recovery_rm.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My little boy is growing into a big boy day by day. He is three today, and I couldn't be more thankful for the Lord blessing us and choosing Matt and me to be his parents. His sweet ways melt my heart, and he cracks me up every single day! I think of the verse when David speaks to the Lord with humble gratitude, "Lord, who am I and who is my family that you have brought me this far?" David, I'm with you, brother! Who am I that the Lord would bring me &lt;em&gt;this far&lt;/em&gt;? Really! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As many of you know, motherhood in the beginning was no walk in the clouds. I struggled to be content in all circumstances. I griped and moaned and had a bad case of the grumps when my sweet baby was not performing just as expected. I often told the Lord, "Lord I really do love you, and I want to be joyful, but I'm just not right now." Oh, how thankful I am that the Lord can handle all of my hang ups and bang ups! The Lord certainly used Isaac's first year of life to teach me to rely solely upon Him for my every need, to not compare myself (what a scheme of the devil), and to love irrespective of how I feel. Motherhood is no easy feat; we all know it! BUT, what a precious and humbling gift it is to be called Mommy each and every day. I now wake up with joy to be at home serving my family. I'm not always on top of my game, yet I do it so much more gratefully. Knowing that motherhood is my calling and that God equips me and anoints me with everything I need to live a life for Him, makes this vocation all the more delightful and possible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Birthday, Isaac. The Lord has truly blessed me to be your mama. I love you more than life! I love how you love to learn. I love when you ask me to pray for you. I love watching you sleep so peacefully. I love that we play Duck, Duck, Goose and you chase me all around the house! I love how you care about everyone around you. You never want anyone out of site! I love when you want me to snuggle you. I love watching you fly down the sidewalk on your tricycle. I must say, you're a pro now! I love how you love music and always ask to hear Matt, Melissa, or Olivia on the Apex c.d. I love how you get so excited when Daddy comes home from work. I love having Barnes and Noble dates with you. I love going to the Sunrise Cafe in Yellow Springs with you and Daddy. I love how you kiss the baby and gently pat my belly. I love how you tell me, "But, I'm the big bruver!" I love that you know all of our family and enjoy seeing your cousins. I love when you want to be my big helper. I love when you get me with your shark attack hands. I love watching you trace letters and watching you learn how to hold a pencil. I love when you ask to do your "schoolwork"! I love when speak kindly to others and don't whine to get what you want. (You might be able to talk your way into anything when you're polite!) I love when you give me hugs and kisses. I love when we walk to see the fountains and the weeping willows. I love watching you dance to the Wiggles. I love watching you run into your MOPS and Apex classes with such enthusiasm. I love how you always want to go to Landen's house. You would live there if we let you! I love how you come into Mommy and Daddy's room every morning to greet us. I really love it when you hop into bed to snuggle with us! I love watching you be all boy, all the time! I love being home with you every day. I love your beautiful blue eyes. I love giving you "kissy nudgies" all over your face! I love when you grip onto my index finger when we're walking. I love how excited you get to see the dog at Old Navy! I love how you love to trick me. I love when you ask me to read Dr. Seuss books to you. We really like Solla Sollew right now! I love that you enjoy helping water the plants. I love hearing you play in the living room. I love all of your many questions! I love going to the library with you. I love when you ask me to help you with something. I love when you make your scrunchy face. I love watching you clap. I love when you tackle Daddy. I love when you find the cow at Trader Joe's because you get so excited to ask for a sucker! I love when you run around in your jammies. I love that our house gets messy due to your toys being scattered. I love when you clean up your toys! I love your "tight and loose" squeezes. I really could go on and on and on and on....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isaac, I love you because you are God's gift of life. I love you through all circumstances... even when you're a rascal! Always remember that you are fearfully and wonderfully made. The Lord has good plans for you; I'm excited to watch them unfold this year. You make me smile, cutie-pie! Have a very Happy Birthday. I love you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)) Mommy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-6814241408059379620?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/6814241408059379620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=6814241408059379620' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/6814241408059379620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/6814241408059379620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2010/09/happy-birthday-isaac.html' title='Happy Birthday, Isaac!'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TJfCrDlDQnI/AAAAAAAAAWw/3rF4RkRzi94/s72-c/Isaac_mommy_and_daddy_in_recovery_rm.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-5941820214461778503</id><published>2010-09-16T14:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T14:25:57.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>His Many Blessings</title><content type='html'>Today I've been overwhelmed with the Lord's goodness in my life. How often I take for granted things like a home, clean clothing, nourishing food, access to the Internet, a loving spouse, supportive friends, a driver's license, a car (two cars!), rain and wind (LOVE thunderstorms!), and so many, many, many other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt has been gone this week for an engineering conference. (I wonder if I can find a domestic engineering conference in the area?) tee hee hee! The Lord always uses these times to increase my thanksgiving. It gets a bit lonely around here by the end of the week, yet He shows me that He is my all in all, He is my joy, He is my strength, He is my shelter, He is my strong tower, He is my delight, He is my Prince, He is my True Love, He is my provider, He is my protector, He is my Lord, and I rest in Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a week without my hubby, I'm definitely excited to see him. But, I'm thankful that the Lord uses &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt; things to work for my good. I revere Him more and trust Him more knowing our lives are but a vapor; we're here today and gone tomorrow. It is only by God's grace and His love to have my family in my life. What grace He desires to lavish upon His children!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as my week winds down, I humbly thank the Lord for Matt, Isaac, and sweet-pea Baby Nelms. I thank Him for blessing me when I deserved nothing of the sort. I thank Him for allowing me to be wife and mommy in this house. Above all, I thank Him for equipping me for anything I will ever go through and for helping me to hold loosely to the things of this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He holds our lives in his hands. Every breath. Every heartbeat. Every movement. Life is a gift, and I cherish it deeply. Thank you, Lord Jesus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-5941820214461778503?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/5941820214461778503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=5941820214461778503' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/5941820214461778503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/5941820214461778503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2010/09/his-many-blessing.html' title='His Many Blessings'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-1293916845056583221</id><published>2010-08-30T20:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T20:57:29.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yummy Muffins</title><content type='html'>Lindsay has a recipe on her site for some fabulous &lt;a href="http://www.passionatehomemaking.com/2008/02/monthly-baking-routine.html"&gt;raspberry muffins&lt;/a&gt;. I made two batches last week and decided to double up again for this week. Matt says he will never complain about having too many muffins and says these are now his favorite. He can do some damage, let me tell ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These muffins are incredibly moist and flavorful. The coconut oil is an easily adaptable alternative to vegetable oil and works really well. If you only have vegetable oil, I think that would work as well, but you might need to adjust the amount. I reduced the sugar to 1/2 cup and they were still plenty sweet. The mixture will seem slightly dry/crumbly, but once you mix in all the other ingredients it comes together. You just need to work it a bit. You can also make these without soaking the dough; however, soaking the grain will help to reduce anti-nutrients. (Can also use buttermilk or kefir as a soaking agent.) I made them with spelt flour today, and they have great texture and flavor. (1 cup wheat = 1 and 1/4 cup spelt.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you and/or your family like muffins, give these a try. You might come back for more!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-1293916845056583221?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/1293916845056583221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=1293916845056583221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/1293916845056583221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/1293916845056583221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2010/08/yummy-muffins.html' title='Yummy Muffins'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-2622014349069314775</id><published>2010-08-29T17:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T18:28:23.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Words from my Sweet One</title><content type='html'>Today Isaac said two of the &lt;em&gt;sweetest&lt;/em&gt; phrases I've ever heard him say, both of which were completely unprompted and timely. The first one he said to Grandma as he was getting ready to leave her house, and tonight at dinner his sweetness shined even more. I offered him some of my potatoes, but he politely declined! Here they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It was so nice to see you again today, Grandma!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, but fank you for offering. I'm having cheese puffs."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes he's just too much for me! I'll take all the sweetness I can get!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-2622014349069314775?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/2622014349069314775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=2622014349069314775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/2622014349069314775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/2622014349069314775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2010/08/sweet-words-from-my-sweet-one.html' title='Sweet Words from my Sweet One'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-7042857115864227912</id><published>2010-07-18T19:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T19:21:34.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One more highlight...</title><content type='html'>Guess who went pee-pee and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;poopy&lt;/span&gt; today on the potty for the first time ? Drum roll.... ISAAC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the past few weeks, he really showed strong signs of being ready. I'm definitely not one to push the potty-training issue and certainly didn't want to draw it out for months and months. Isaac knows that when we get back from the beach, it's potty-training boot camp time! He's been very squirmy when he needs to go number 2. We've put him on the potty a few times when we knew for certain he had to go. He seemed a little timid. But today Matt made him sit there until he went because he was just in so much pain from holding it. (Such a stubborn one... wonder where he gets that trait? He he!) He finally relaxed enough and was so proud of himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're throwing him an ice cream party to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;commemorate&lt;/span&gt; such a monumental milestone and to encourage his own initiation of going on the potty. So long diapers. Hello big guy underwear!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-7042857115864227912?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/7042857115864227912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=7042857115864227912' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/7042857115864227912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/7042857115864227912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2010/07/one-more-highlight.html' title='One more highlight...'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-7972169969203923116</id><published>2010-07-18T18:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T07:25:11.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Myrtle Beach!</title><content type='html'>We are chilling at the beach this week with Matt's Dad's family. His grandma, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Loyce&lt;/span&gt;, and two of his aunts live here. What a great life, right?! The whole family is renting a beach house right on the beach, and we're essentially having a great big slumber party. The kids are loving their time together. Watching them play and interact brings us so much joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaac did wonderfully well on our drive. He is such a good traveler; he's always been a good "car baby". I'm so thankful that he doesn't mind a long ride! His mama and daddy needed to stop a few times for potty breaks. Okay, coffee breaks, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did have one scare, in which I thought my heart might jump through my chest. We came &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;exceedingly&lt;/span&gt; close to getting into a serious accident on the way here. On the highway, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;someone's&lt;/span&gt; engine blew, which created a thick, foggy smoke. We could not see anything. We maintained our lane, but a humongous RV swerved into the middle of the road, and we could not see him. Praise the Lord that Matt was driving and had quick reaction time. We literally missed nailing the small concrete median by inches and are so fortunate that we didn't collide with the RV or any other vehicle. On our way out of Dayton, we prayed specifically for the Lord to be our hedge of protection and hem us in on every side. We know He protected us and kept us safe in unsafe conditions. It reminded us that He truly hears our prayers and has His hands on our lives. All of the time. We're here safe and sound, soaking up as much sun as possible and enjoying our time together as one family. Here is a recap of our first day at the beach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TEOv47D9y2I/AAAAAAAAAV0/sXpccadUsLo/s1600/IMG_4596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495429362783996770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TEOv47D9y2I/AAAAAAAAAV0/sXpccadUsLo/s320/IMG_4596.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matt put Isaac in this raft so he could investigate the seashore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TEOv5A3TdzI/AAAAAAAAAV8/pFAqXwClZFA/s1600/IMG_4598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495429364341503794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TEOv5A3TdzI/AAAAAAAAAV8/pFAqXwClZFA/s320/IMG_4598.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Silly boy! We don't eat seashells!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TEOv4jrsDvI/AAAAAAAAAVs/03anTUs_ohk/s1600/IMG_4583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495429356508155634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TEOv4jrsDvI/AAAAAAAAAVs/03anTUs_ohk/s320/IMG_4583.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matt's brother, Chris, was really into building his drip sandcastle. He is very protective of his creations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TEOv4T4qsVI/AAAAAAAAAVk/Ob6_qP6vPEk/s1600/IMG_4585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495429352267624786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TEOv4T4qsVI/AAAAAAAAAVk/Ob6_qP6vPEk/s320/IMG_4585.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our nephew, Derek. He is the poster child for cuteness and is super sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TEOv4R1PI3I/AAAAAAAAAVc/Qh76gjVLenc/s1600/IMG_4584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495429351716365170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TEOv4R1PI3I/AAAAAAAAAVc/Qh76gjVLenc/s320/IMG_4584.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our water-boy nephew, Austin. He and Derek are brothers. He loves to boogie board!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TEOsnhwGqkI/AAAAAAAAAU8/-Vgfz362frk/s1600/IMG_4581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495425765397146178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TEOsnhwGqkI/AAAAAAAAAU8/-Vgfz362frk/s320/IMG_4581.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Loyce&lt;/span&gt; is hiding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TEOsoR32lOI/AAAAAAAAAVU/gnrNn1Prmb4/s1600/IMG_4600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495425778314548450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TEOsoR32lOI/AAAAAAAAAVU/gnrNn1Prmb4/s320/IMG_4600.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Waterfall on Isaac!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TEOsoNMOPQI/AAAAAAAAAVM/sx5l13FnEsQ/s1600/IMG_4591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495425777057807618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TEOsoNMOPQI/AAAAAAAAAVM/sx5l13FnEsQ/s320/IMG_4591.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our niece and nephew, Alex and Kory &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TEOsn1AvM9I/AAAAAAAAAVE/-rHsbHY-4O0/s1600/IMG_4582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495425770567185362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TEOsn1AvM9I/AAAAAAAAAVE/-rHsbHY-4O0/s320/IMG_4582.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There she is! I'm not kidding you at all when I tell you that Grandma is the sweetest, kindest, most joy-filled person I know. I'm serious. You just have to be around her for a few minutes to feel her love radiate for Christ and others . She is a treasure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TEOsnhfwZEI/AAAAAAAAAU0/GpRnGG54t3k/s1600/IMG_4575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495425765328577602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TEOsnhfwZEI/AAAAAAAAAU0/GpRnGG54t3k/s320/IMG_4575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sweet lovin' playing with the beach toys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;May we stay here forever? I love beach time! 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href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2010/07/myrtle-beach.html' title='Myrtle Beach!'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TEOv47D9y2I/AAAAAAAAAV0/sXpccadUsLo/s72-c/IMG_4596.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-8935000104498312847</id><published>2010-07-12T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T16:59:24.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Turtle Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;This is how I found Isaac this afternoon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" 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Simply visit her site and leave a comment stating why you would love to win it and how you would use it. It's worth a shot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-3930027206595754966?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/3930027206595754966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=3930027206595754966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/3930027206595754966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/3930027206595754966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2010/07/food-dehydrator-giveaway.html' title='Food Dehydrator Giveaway!'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-2783950370650052073</id><published>2010-07-06T12:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T20:29:04.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Heart Camping!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Our first overnight wilderness excursion proved to be both successful and exciting. I must admit, I was slightly hesitant to sleep in a tent for two evenings. Not because I'm scared - I'm no sissy! I simply wanted to get adequate rest, and lets face it, air mattresses and birds chirping all night do not &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;accommodate&lt;/span&gt; those desires! I was pleasantly surprised to find out just &lt;em&gt;how much&lt;/em&gt; I enjoyed the wild outdoors. I slept relatively well and only woke up when Matt said, "Trace, Trace! Here, put this on your head!" He was afraid his sweetie was getting cold. Good intentions, right? I love the way he looks out for Isaac and me even when it means interrupting our peaceful sleep! Isaac loved sleeping in the tent and told us that was his favorite part about our trip. Truth be told, I actually can't wait for our next camping trip. If it weren't so hot and humid, I would plan something for this month. Fall is just a hop, skip, and a jump away, so I think I can wait it out a couple more months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few highlights of our trip:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490873302134595490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TDOALShon6I/AAAAAAAAAUk/HmdkxZdnXGQ/s320/museum%26camping+042.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;One of my absolute favorite pictures of Daddy and Isaac!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TDOALzNUQEI/AAAAAAAAAUs/ZOipXPRJxbY/s1600/museum%26camping+036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490873310907744322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TDOALzNUQEI/AAAAAAAAAUs/ZOipXPRJxbY/s320/museum%26camping+036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had a picnic and let Isaac play for a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TDOAKl8caEI/AAAAAAAAAUc/9Odc0P6iyoM/s1600/museum%26camping+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490873290167445570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TDOAKl8caEI/AAAAAAAAAUc/9Odc0P6iyoM/s320/museum%26camping+023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After settling into our campsite, we hopped on our bikes and explored the area.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TDOAKN-jfCI/AAAAAAAAAUU/xEP3keIH8Cc/s1600/museum%26camping+031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490873283733847074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TDOAKN-jfCI/AAAAAAAAAUU/xEP3keIH8Cc/s320/museum%26camping+031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isaac is ready for bed and seems to like the tent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TDOAJh9mVbI/AAAAAAAAAUM/wVjmHBrxMWs/s1600/museum%26camping+045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490873271918679474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TDOAJh9mVbI/AAAAAAAAAUM/wVjmHBrxMWs/s320/museum%26camping+045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They light up my life!&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/546582180365995546-2783950370650052073?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/2783950370650052073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=2783950370650052073' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/2783950370650052073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/2783950370650052073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2010/07/we-heart-camping.html' title='We Heart Camping!'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/TDOALShon6I/AAAAAAAAAUk/HmdkxZdnXGQ/s72-c/museum%26camping+042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-5748303353223721684</id><published>2010-07-02T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T20:06:58.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicka Chicka 1,2,3 (and Chicka Chicka Boom Boom!)</title><content type='html'>If you have never read &lt;em&gt;Chicka Chicka 1,2,3&lt;/em&gt; by Bill Martin Jr., then you must! What a great children's story. Isaac reads this book probably ten times a day right now. At this moment, it's his absolute favorite book. Today he read it to me completely by himself. It was one of those times I wish I had the camera ready because it was &lt;em&gt;seriously&lt;/em&gt; adorable. He did not miss one word and read it fluently with correct intonation. (Granted, his reading right now is more accurately called memorizing,!) He is my "information lover" child, soaking up words, language, numbers, letters, sounds, details, etc. He is a natural communicator, and this book is wonderful for engaging his mind during this stage of his life. Here are a few things I appreciate about this book and how you might use it to teach your child and interact with him or her throughout the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* It's sequential - the numbers begin with zero and go up to one hundred.&lt;br /&gt;* The pictures are bright and cheery.&lt;br /&gt;* Zero doesn't have a place and is sad. He doesn't "fit in". We can talk to our kids about how this makes them feel and what they can do to show love and kindness to everyone. It's no fun to feel left out. (Isaac covers Zero b/c he says he doesn't like that he's sad! Then, he gives Zero a kiss - melts my heart!)&lt;br /&gt;* Zero finds his place at the end of the book!&lt;br /&gt;* Combing literacy and math stimulates both sides of the brain.&lt;br /&gt;* You can ask deeper level questions as your child's comprehension grows. I'm sure the possibilities are endless!&lt;br /&gt;* The cadence and rhyming patterns help children develop strong fluency skills, not only in reading but also in verbal communication.&lt;br /&gt;* The numerals, zero to one hundred, are located in the back of the book for reinforcement. As children learn to count and read them, they gain confidence in their new abilities. The "light bulb moment" happens, which makes them feel good about themselves. (And it makes us, moms, smile!)&lt;br /&gt;* You can talk about the numbers throughout the day, what problems occured, and how they resolved them.&lt;br /&gt;* As a craft idea, you can make an apple tree (all of the numbers climb the apple tree) and have your child post the numbers and apples onto it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sister book, &lt;em&gt;Chicka Chicka Boom Boom!,&lt;/em&gt; is also exceptional. It parallels this book with the alphabet. Isaac equally enjoys this one, but we didn't check it out from the library this time. Yesterday he spotted it in Barnes and Noble, and we read through it twice. This book is great for developing phonemic awareness. The full alphabet, both upper and lower case, is in the back of the book as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're familiar with these books, please share how you use them to teach your children. I think they are just too cute! Do you have any favorite children's number/letter type books?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, our local library has a database called Bookflix where you can read these books online while watching a video of the illustrations. They have all sorts of genres and plenty of selections. If you want the link, email me, and I'll help you get there! Happy reading!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-5748303353223721684?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/5748303353223721684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=5748303353223721684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/5748303353223721684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/5748303353223721684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2010/07/chicka-chicka-123-and-chicka-chicka.html' title='Chicka Chicka 1,2,3 (and Chicka Chicka Boom Boom!)'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-5779130729027548063</id><published>2010-06-25T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T13:25:07.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Time!!</title><content type='html'>Matt was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;TDY&lt;/span&gt; in Orlando all week, and I'm happy to have him home! I look forward to simply relaxing this evening and catching up on a few things around the house. Isaac and I played &lt;em&gt;a lot&lt;/em&gt; this week, which means this mama slacked on some of her domestic duties. I wouldn't trade it though; my youngster is growing up way too quickly! Here's a quick layout of our tentative weekend plans:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Fettucini&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;alfredo&lt;/span&gt; for dinner tonight, followed by an evening &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;bike ride&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;* Sourdough pancakes (oh, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sooooo&lt;/span&gt; yummy!) and scrambled eggs for breakfast tomorrow. Shh... don't tell Matt;  it's a surprise!&lt;br /&gt;* Painting a few things for our guest bedroom. It's slowly coming together!&lt;br /&gt;* I'm trying out a new sloppy lentil recipe sometime this weekend. I've heard rave reviews, so I'll link you to it if it's successful!&lt;br /&gt;* Maybe a trip to the base pool?&lt;br /&gt;* Apex 11:30am service on Sunday. We're going through the book of James.&lt;br /&gt;* Finish laying our new mulch in our flower beds. So we're only just shy of 2 years behind!! Better late than never!&lt;br /&gt;* Mainly I'm looking forward to being w/my two faves. I hope this weekend is full of love and laughter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your plans for the weekend?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-5779130729027548063?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/5779130729027548063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=5779130729027548063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/5779130729027548063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/5779130729027548063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2010/06/weekend-time.html' title='Weekend Time!!'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-4602664201409178303</id><published>2010-06-22T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T18:53:24.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Counter-Culture</title><content type='html'>One of my favorite sites for nutrition is &lt;a href="http://www.westonaprice.org/"&gt;Weston Price&lt;/a&gt;. Over the past few months, I've delved deeper into researching nutrition, disease prevention, and healing. I read&lt;a href="http://www.westonaprice.org/abcs-of-nutrition/164-whats-wrong-with-pc-nutrition.html"&gt; this &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.westonaprice.org/abcs-of-nutrition/265-myths-a-truths-about-nutrition.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; tonight, and it seems like our modern society does things completely opposite of well-documented research. Do you ever wonder what our lives would be like if we went back to "Grandma's cooking"? It is no secret that our ancestors were healthy, thriving people free from cancer, heart disease and all sorts of other ailments. Most doctors want to give us pills to take, but could it be (just perhaps!) that our problem is how we process our food to death and what we eat now as opposed to what people used to eat even just 100 years ago? Call me crazy, but I'm willing to do what I can within my limits to make my son's generation a healthy one. And to make my grandma proud.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-4602664201409178303?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/4602664201409178303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=4602664201409178303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/4602664201409178303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/4602664201409178303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2010/06/one-of-my-favorite-sites-for-nutrition.html' title='Counter-Culture'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-1281839120247581061</id><published>2010-06-08T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T19:32:30.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coconut Oil - It's quite good for you!</title><content type='html'>Recently, I began incorporating coconut oil into my diet on an everyday basis. The benefits of coconut oil are just too amazing to &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; use it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the onset of my sophomore year in college, I had a serious Crohn's flare. The symptoms began long before the flare ensued and were extremely painful. I did not eat. I did not sleep. I dropped weight rapidly. Many outsiders assumed I was anorexic. (What I would have given to simply eat a cracker!) I could not sit up straight due to the excessive amount of inflammation in my gut. I waddled around, rightfully earning the nickname "Penguin". I remember literally punching my mom's bed frame as I tried to fall asleep; the pain too cumbersome to mentally bear. Finally, I had surgery at Mt. Caramel in Columbus and took a quarter break from college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a small glimpse of my story, but I want you to know why I'm passionate about it. Over the past 11 years, I've managed Crohn's disease to the best of my ability. Once I accepted Christ, I sought the Lord on how to care for my body. I know my life is in His hands. He has an allotted number of days for me. I believe this with my whole heart, and I trust Him. I can do nothing to add to the time He has set for me. Yet, I know He calls me to be a good steward of all things, including physical health. By nurturing my body, I'm better fit to serve and honor Him and hopefully prevent future flares. So here I am now in 2010 researching ways to actually heal my gut as much as possible. It may seem radical to some, but to me it's totally worth it. If I can use natural remedies to aid in better digestion, absorption, and immunity, you bet I'll take it! I've been able to reduce medication by 50% and hope to eventually stop taking it altogether. Will you hope with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've read &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; much lately, but what I really desire to share with you is what I've learned about coconut oil. Coconut oil is a medium chain fatty acid, which means it's easily digested and absorbed. Many people who suffer from Crohn's disease or Ulcerative Colitis claim that coconuts/coconut oil is a miracle remedy. While I'm not sure that this will actually cure my illness, I honestly believe it helps control symptoms including fatigue, weight loss, abdominal cramping, gas, frequent bowel movements, etc.&lt;a href="http://www.thenourishinggourmet.com/2008/09/coconut-oil-its-health-benefits-and-why-its-in-my-diet.html"&gt; This article &lt;/a&gt;lays out many benefits of using coconut oil. Coconut oil is healthy for us, and if you're human, you probably will benefit from using it on a regular basis. I incorporate it into my smoothies, and it is wonderful on pancakes or toast topped with some honey. I also use this &lt;a href="http://www.passionatehomemaking.com/2010/02/homemade-all-natural-deodorant.html"&gt;recipe&lt;/a&gt; for homemade deodorant, and it is fantastic! &lt;a href="http://www.vitacost.com/"&gt;Vitacost&lt;/a&gt; has great prices on coconut oil as well as other natural/organic products. If you're looking for a healthy boost to your diet, add some coconut oil. I think you'll be pleasantly surprised!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-1281839120247581061?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/1281839120247581061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=1281839120247581061' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/1281839120247581061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/1281839120247581061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2010/06/coconut-oil-its-quite-good-for-you.html' title='Coconut Oil - It&apos;s quite good for you!'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-4016476855719347892</id><published>2010-05-21T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T09:13:53.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I think you'll enjoy her</title><content type='html'>Meet Lindsay at &lt;a href="http://www.passionatehomemaking.com/"&gt;Passionate Homemaking&lt;/a&gt;. A friend recommended her blog, and I have thoroughly enjoyed all that I've read. She loves the Lord, which evidences itself in her &lt;a href="http://www.passionatehomemaking.com/2010/01/can-natural-living-become-an-idol.html"&gt;respectful and wise manner of writing&lt;/a&gt;. She has some really great tips. Make sure you read some of her posts, and check out her recipes as well! I hope you glean some great insight from her experiences in the kitchen and in the home!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-4016476855719347892?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/4016476855719347892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=4016476855719347892' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/4016476855719347892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/4016476855719347892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-think-youll-enjoy-her.html' title='I think you&apos;ll enjoy her'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-3199060189881075443</id><published>2010-04-28T19:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T19:23:45.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For your digestive health...</title><content type='html'>If you or someone you know suffers from any type of digestive disorder, &lt;a href="http://www.westonaprice.org/How-To-Restore-Digestive-Health.html"&gt;this article &lt;/a&gt;might interest you. Jordan Rubin was literally on his death bed due to Crohn's disease. He is the author of &lt;em&gt;The Maker's Diet&lt;/em&gt; and wants to help others learn how to heal their digestive tracts naturally. I hope to incorporate as much of this into my diet as possible. I know it can only help, and hopefully I can kick medication to the curb for good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-3199060189881075443?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/3199060189881075443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=3199060189881075443' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/3199060189881075443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/3199060189881075443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2010/04/for-your-digestive-health.html' title='For your digestive health...'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-7613872098899941527</id><published>2010-04-16T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T19:38:19.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Glenn Helen</title><content type='html'>Over the past three weeks, we've enjoyed the wild outdoors! We hiked through Glenn Helen last week after stopping for breakfast at the &lt;a href="http://www.sunrisecafe-ys.com/lunch.html"&gt;Sunrise Cafe &lt;/a&gt;in Yellow Springs. This is my very favorite breakfast spot. You really need to eat here. The food is fresh and delicious and filling enough to sustain you while you hike and explore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here are a few of shots of our outing. (We returned today from a three day trip to &lt;a href="http://ohiodnr.com/?TabId=745"&gt;Hueston Woods&lt;/a&gt;. I'll post pictures and video soon!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460929252053703298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/S8keOLQzWoI/AAAAAAAAAUE/uZ3KOPIQrlU/s320/IMG_4424.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Smiling... sort of!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 329px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 246px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460919542919922162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/S8kVZB67AfI/AAAAAAAAATk/EkfioxPVnOs/s320/IMG_4416.JPG" /&gt;Daddy and his son - two sweethearts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ohiodnr.com/?TabId=745"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460919554404940690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/S8kVZstKe5I/AAAAAAAAAT0/gM4iPJqvTcU/s320/IMG_4418.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wiping off his hands so we can head back home!&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/546582180365995546-7613872098899941527?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/7613872098899941527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=7613872098899941527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/7613872098899941527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/7613872098899941527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2010/04/glenn-helen.html' title='Glenn Helen'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/S8keOLQzWoI/AAAAAAAAAUE/uZ3KOPIQrlU/s72-c/IMG_4424.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-5692000942697513290</id><published>2010-04-08T15:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T15:45:28.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Soaked Oatmeal Recipe</title><content type='html'>As I mentioned a few days ago, I've been reading up on health and wellness topics. Overall, I try to steer clear from as many preservatives, dyes, hydrogenated oils, artificial sweeteners, etc. as possible, but I think there is always room for improvement in what I buy and prepare for our family to eat. (Especially, when it seems like every grocery store in America is chock-full of enticing processed food!) I haven't always been overly health conscious, but over the past three years I've read enough to convince me that some of our eating habits needed revamped. In general, I enjoy learning new things, and for some peculiar reason, health topics constantly pique my interest. And, to be honest with you, one of my goals is to eventually stop taking &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;maintenance&lt;/span&gt; therapy drugs for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Crohn's&lt;/span&gt; disease. I'm not quite ready to make such a drastic jump, but I have high hopes that sometime in the future I might be able to control this disease through diet alone. I hope so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The week I read that 70 percent of our immune system is located in our digestive tract. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Crohn's&lt;/span&gt; is considered an auto-immune disease, which in a nutshell means that my body's immunity overreacts and works against itself. Although I'm almost certain genetics plays some part in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Crohn's&lt;/span&gt; (my brother and I both have it and were diagnosed only three months apart), it's interesting to know that I can make small changes in my diet to gain more nutritional benefits and absorb vital nutrients. I think my digestive tract might be happier with me if I change a few things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this week I'm focusing my attention on whole grains. Whole grains naturally contain an anti-nutrient called &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;phytic&lt;/span&gt; acid, found in the hull or bran of grains. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Phytic&lt;/span&gt; acid blocks the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;absorption&lt;/span&gt; of minerals including zinc, calcium, magnesium, iron, and copper. Soaking or sprouting grains helps reduce the amount of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;phytic&lt;/span&gt; acid, therefore enabling the body to absorb and easily digest the grains we consume. &lt;a href="http://www.thenourishinggourmet.com/2008/03/soaking-grains-part-two-2.html"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; is a wonderful site where you can learn more about traditional cooking and why soaking grains is beneficial. Not only is it beneficial, it's simple, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first experience with soaking grains proved successful! I soaked oats and pecans (it's also good to soak nuts - &lt;a href="http://www.thenourishinggourmet.com/2008/07/soaking-nuts.html"&gt;here's why&lt;/a&gt;) in water with a little lemon juice for this&lt;a href="http://www.thenourishinggourmet.com/2009/03/soaked-oatmeal-a-filling-and-frugal-start-to-the-day.html"&gt; tasty oatmeal&lt;/a&gt;. We all enjoyed it, and I'm making more this evening. If you and your family enjoy oatmeal, give this recipe a shot. Play around with it, and feel free to share your modifications with me. I'm always up for a new, tasty, and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;healthy&lt;/span&gt; recipe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-5692000942697513290?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/5692000942697513290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=5692000942697513290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/5692000942697513290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/5692000942697513290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2010/04/soaked-oatmeal-recipe.html' title='Soaked Oatmeal Recipe'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-6746457804165520802</id><published>2010-04-07T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T20:17:57.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow, Air Force Museum, Graduation... and this and that!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here are some recent snapshots of our family. Matt is officially a graduate of the Air Force Institute of Technology! He's on vacation for a few weeks, and we enjoyed our first visit as a family to the Air Force Museum. I've included some other pictures as well including Isaac enjoying our blizzard-like weather this past winter and just being plain cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/S71Bk9Zf7NI/AAAAAAAAATc/fCTPpWtn03E/s1600/IMG_4354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457590426655517906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/S71Bk9Zf7NI/AAAAAAAAATc/fCTPpWtn03E/s320/IMG_4354.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Family fun in the... SNOW!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/S71BkiK9DWI/AAAAAAAAATU/pVQsb0iPndU/s1600/IMG_4346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457590419346754914" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/S71BkiK9DWI/AAAAAAAAATU/pVQsb0iPndU/s320/IMG_4346.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I LOVE his smile and the way he's snuggled deep in the snow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/S71BkN3V59I/AAAAAAAAATM/ovW6Xw7zSRc/s1600/IMG_4348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457590413895788498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/S71BkN3V59I/AAAAAAAAATM/ovW6Xw7zSRc/s320/IMG_4348.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Helping Daddy shovel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/S71ArhRGANI/AAAAAAAAATE/qG9fs7y6Ll8/s1600/IMG_4395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457589439851528402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/S71ArhRGANI/AAAAAAAAATE/qG9fs7y6Ll8/s320/IMG_4395.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our first trip as a family to the United States Air Force Museum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/S71AreBcBUI/AAAAAAAAAS8/4cfITnp2pX8/s1600/IMG_4398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457589438980556098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/S71AreBcBUI/AAAAAAAAAS8/4cfITnp2pX8/s320/IMG_4398.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Checking out artifacts from the Korean War era&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/S71ArK50DZI/AAAAAAAAAS0/bVgFkkZl6Lk/s1600/IMG_4390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457589433848302994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/S71ArK50DZI/AAAAAAAAAS0/bVgFkkZl6Lk/s320/IMG_4390.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just stopping to get some "head nudgies" from Daddy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/S71Aqmp1rHI/AAAAAAAAASs/znBhukJftMA/s1600/IMG_4387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457589424117623922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/S71Aqmp1rHI/AAAAAAAAASs/znBhukJftMA/s320/IMG_4387.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We liked this plane - it has "big teef"!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457585841538165394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/S709aEgVapI/AAAAAAAAASE/pLe7qQzFF18/s320/IMG_4373.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Graduation! Matt in line for his diploma!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457585845350928002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/S709aStXjoI/AAAAAAAAASM/LTq_5zVeG48/s320/IMG_4375.JPG" /&gt;It's official! (I do not like this pic of me, but it will have to do!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457589414201514178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/S71AqBtp2MI/AAAAAAAAASk/3mWtRTdl190/s320/IMG_4378.JPG" /&gt;Lisa and Jorge, our best friends from Boston (now they live in Montgomery, AL!), came to celebrate with us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/S70987cE2aI/AAAAAAAAASc/51CY1_Bx_PQ/s1600/IMG_4369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457586440399804834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/S70987cE2aI/AAAAAAAAASc/51CY1_Bx_PQ/s320/IMG_4369.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Monkeying around :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/S7098dLuX7I/AAAAAAAAASU/YWzqG6TRcQA/s1600/IMG_4402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457586432278159282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/S7098dLuX7I/AAAAAAAAASU/YWzqG6TRcQA/s320/IMG_4402.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isaac loves wearing sunglasses... rain, shine, or inside!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 321px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457585834310569634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/S709ZplJDqI/AAAAAAAAAR0/a6bNN3mV6CQ/s320/IMG_4411.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reading to Isaac, Dylon, and Ethan (he's standing up.) We watched the boys while my friend, Christine, and her hubby packed for their PCS to South Carolina. They just finished AFIT as well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457585826047522834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/S709ZKzE-BI/AAAAAAAAARs/rss8Cpv5sOA/s320/IMG_4405.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baby Dylon needed a good nap, so I put him in the hotsling. He is such a cuddle bug, and I enjoyed every minute of it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; That's our family in a nutshell over the past couple of months. I'll update more this week!&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/546582180365995546-6746457804165520802?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/6746457804165520802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=6746457804165520802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/6746457804165520802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/6746457804165520802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2010/04/snow-air-force-museum-graduation-and.html' title='Snow, Air Force Museum, Graduation... and this and that!'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/S71Bk9Zf7NI/AAAAAAAAATc/fCTPpWtn03E/s72-c/IMG_4354.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-4823849634657815374</id><published>2010-04-05T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T21:39:12.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>still around....</title><content type='html'>hello lovlies!&lt;br /&gt;yes, i'm still alive and well. matt's on vacation, so i find myself not doing my "normal" routine, which includes using capital letters to start my sentences! tee hee hee! i have lots of updating to do including what we've been up to, what i'm reading (lots of great stuff pertaining to health/ wellness, and i cannot wait to share it with you!), and just loving on my boys. they are too wonderful for words. but, i can't share 2 nite b cuz it's 12:34am, and this wife/mama needs her rest. goodnite. i will catch you all later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-4823849634657815374?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/4823849634657815374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=4823849634657815374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/4823849634657815374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/4823849634657815374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2010/04/still-around.html' title='still around....'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-7785162765796994887</id><published>2010-02-16T14:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T14:21:44.623-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Progress...</title><content type='html'>Check out the progress of &lt;a href="http://www.ambassadorsforlife.org/traci"&gt;Project SSAM&lt;/a&gt;! I shared the vision of Project SSAM with my house church two weeks ago. Wouldn't you know that every person (minus Josh's wife) in our house church attended that night? Wouldn't you also know that a native from Kenya, Africa joined us? Yes, God is in the details, and He is in the business of bringing His agenda to fruition. I thank God for &lt;a href="http://www.lifetoday.org/"&gt;Life Outreach International &lt;/a&gt;and what they do to bring glory to God and hope to oppressed and hurting people throughout the world. Please let me know if you would like me to share Project SSAM at your house church, Bible study, or small group. (Oh, and make sure you scroll down and watch the video of baby Matthew - Beth Moore's "miracle child"!) Be blessed today, friends, and bless others!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-7785162765796994887?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/7785162765796994887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=7785162765796994887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/7785162765796994887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/7785162765796994887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2010/02/in-progress.html' title='In Progress...'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-8990501538477070237</id><published>2010-02-02T17:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T17:13:40.549-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful for Jesus!</title><content type='html'>Tonight I was just about to put in a video for Isaac. Before I popped it in, I told him I wanted to pray for him. He's had a little cough the past couple of days. He sat on my lap, and I said, "Isaac what do you want to thank God for today?" He responds, "Jesus"! This one word summed up why we can be thankful and why we can approach God in the first place. Such simplicity. Such truth. This is why I love Jesus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-8990501538477070237?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/8990501538477070237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=8990501538477070237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/8990501538477070237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/8990501538477070237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2010/02/thankful-for-jesus.html' title='Thankful for Jesus!'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-3252076070947608289</id><published>2010-01-14T06:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T07:45:48.591-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Staple in Our House</title><content type='html'>Typically I don't succumb to a new year's resolution. I often have goals in mind, but I usually don't have one particular resolution. This year I am trying something new. I am a big fan of sugar. I really, really, really enjoy something sweet. I like sugar in just about everything. Okay, so maybe not on pizza or in my scrambled eggs but almost in anything else! Overall, I think I do well on not over-indulging on sweet treats. But every now and then I like to go wild on all things sweet. Like when my mom brought me some coconut bon bons from the Amish market near Waverly. Yeah, that was sugar overload, and I certainly ate my fair share of them... give or take about 10!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I digress! My point is this: I'm starting something new. Throughout the week, I'm diligently trying to cut out as much refined sugar as possible. By refined I'm talking about white, processed sugar that is typically found in packaged candies, desserts, etc. I'm trying to be reasonable here and not rigid. I still use cane sugar or agave nectar in my coffee and tea. And I still eat granola bars, yogurt, fruit, and the almond and flaxseed bars from Trader Joes, which are incredibly tasty! Sugar is found in many foods, so I cannot cut it out completely, nor do I wish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the fun part of my new goal. I set aside one day each week and allow myself any kind of dessert or sweet treat that I want! Oh yeah! You know I look forward to &lt;em&gt;that &lt;/em&gt;day every week! For me, I think it's a realistic and healthy expectation. I want to be sensible with what I put into my body. I already used my day this week and had some jello and chocolate chip cookies. I enjoyed every bit of them and don't feel at all guilty for eating either food! What a freeing feeling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a SAHM, sometimes I don't sit down and eat lunch when Isaac does. I'm either doing dishes or wiping up the counters. I often find myself wanting a snack throughout the rest of the day just to tide me over until dinner. This is part of the reason I wanted to have a reasonable goal in mind. Knowing this keeps me from reaching for that chocolate chip cookie or coconut bon bon. I need a stash of healthy snacks on hand for that mid-day pick-me-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stumbled upon this healthy &lt;a href="http://ellysaysopa.com/2009/01/13/nutty-granola/"&gt;nutty granola &lt;/a&gt;recipe about a week ago, and it is a perfect match for me! It's sweetened with natural sweeteners, maple syrup and honey. It's slightly crunchy and pairs perfectly with a cup of vanilla yogurt. Matt savored it as well and took snack-sized bags with him to school. I have a strong suspicion this recipe will provide snacks for our family for years to come! It seems like a versatile recipe; next time I make it I may add some other dried fruit or coconut flakes. I hope you enjoy it as much as we do and that you find it satisfying when you need a boost of sweetness! (Just make sure you stir it about ever 6-7 minutes so it doesn't burn.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. This week in two of my new cooking magazines I came across similar granola recipes. Once I try them, I'll give you a comparison. Have a nutty-sweet day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-3252076070947608289?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/3252076070947608289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=3252076070947608289' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/3252076070947608289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/3252076070947608289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-staple-in-our-house.html' title='A New Staple in Our House'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-8385526205282151993</id><published>2009-12-29T07:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T09:00:25.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas from our family to yours!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Christmastime is most definitely my favorite time of the year. Each year I eagerly anticipate all of the sights, sounds, and smells this special season brings. If it were up to me, December might never end! Our neighborhood is adorned with sparkling lights, blow-up Christmas figures, and nativity scenes. I enjoy taking the longer route home in order to soak in as much Christmas spirit as possible. Even if I've had a crummy day, the scenery makes me bright and cheery!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This year in particular has been especially wonderful for me. Isaac is old enough now to somewhat understand the reason we celebrate Christmas. As we drive throughout our neighborhood and look at the nativity scenes, he tells me about the characters in the Christmas story. He knows that baby Jesus was born as our savior, that He died on the cross to take away our sins. This year he learned that Mary rode a donkey into Bethlehem as Joseph walked at her side. He understands the wise men wear robes, (not &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;jammies&lt;/span&gt;!) and the shepherds carry staffs to help them walk their long journey. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As I look ahead to our future as a family, my hope is for Isaac to cherish and treasure Christ above all else: above himself, family, friends, and even presents. This year we implemented a new Christmas morning tradition, which I hope lasts throughout our child-rearing years. Before opening any gifts, we read the Christmas accounts as told in both Matthew and Luke. We talk about the stories and think about what each character/person had to go through in God's perfect, providential plan of redemption. As Isaac grows into maturity, I look forward to his thoughts and questions about this part of Scripture. Hopefully, it will be a long time before he asks us what an "espoused wife" is! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As Christmas winds down, we wish you a blessed year with your family. May the Lord continue revealing Himself to you in new, profound ways. As you ring in the new year, remember to thank God for his perfect son, the atoning sacrifice for our sins. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here are some highlights of our Christmas:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SzoqRB8gEsI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/pzJxeTPw6As/s1600-h/IMG_4290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420691573562151618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SzoqRB8gEsI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/pzJxeTPw6As/s320/IMG_4290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Playing with some new presents with Grandma and Grandpa &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SzopXldvHsI/AAAAAAAAAQk/1qRoaMxxjII/s1600-h/IMG_4251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420690586664378050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SzopXldvHsI/AAAAAAAAAQk/1qRoaMxxjII/s320/IMG_4251.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gammy gave Isaac a new helicopter. He likes spinning the propeller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SzopXDzxO5I/AAAAAAAAAQU/or-8aWPcI8I/s1600-h/IMG_4260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420690577629985682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SzopXDzxO5I/AAAAAAAAAQU/or-8aWPcI8I/s320/IMG_4260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Whac&lt;/span&gt;-A-Mole" - hysterical! The premise of the game is to thump all the moles on their heads. They laugh and say, "Miss me" whenever you don't hit them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SzopWiVU4sI/AAAAAAAAAQM/r6laZASYEpo/s1600-h/IMG_4262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420690568643928770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SzopWiVU4sI/AAAAAAAAAQM/r6laZASYEpo/s320/IMG_4262.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Isaac's cheesy Christmas smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SzooNNaqHlI/AAAAAAAAAQE/dFYk-raH_c8/s1600-h/IMG_4263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420689308898696786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SzooNNaqHlI/AAAAAAAAAQE/dFYk-raH_c8/s320/IMG_4263.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the best photo of the three of us. How pathetic that we couldn't do better! At least no one is melting down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SzooMV7bWqI/AAAAAAAAAP0/7qcmFI1bRhU/s1600-h/IMG_4292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420689294003755682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SzooMV7bWqI/AAAAAAAAAP0/7qcmFI1bRhU/s320/IMG_4292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma Bobby gave Isaac two super cute rhyming puzzle books. Here he is opening them at her house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SzooMBBESTI/AAAAAAAAAPs/qImdxnXUizc/s1600-h/IMG_4295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420689288390265138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SzooMBBESTI/AAAAAAAAAPs/qImdxnXUizc/s320/IMG_4295.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at his cute little fist propping up his head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SzooLwL_tVI/AAAAAAAAAPk/jOms2pLo0sM/s1600-h/IMG_4296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420689283872699730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SzooLwL_tVI/AAAAAAAAAPk/jOms2pLo0sM/s320/IMG_4296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matt is so good with our boy. He is a wonderful father. These are two of the best gifts I've ever received! Thank you, Jesus!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS AND HAPPY NEW YEAR!&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/546582180365995546-8385526205282151993?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/8385526205282151993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=8385526205282151993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/8385526205282151993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/8385526205282151993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas-from-our-family-to.html' title='Merry Christmas from our family to yours!'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SzoqRB8gEsI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/pzJxeTPw6As/s72-c/IMG_4290.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-8073443316886072659</id><published>2009-12-20T14:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T18:27:34.921-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminiscing</title><content type='html'>I was going through some pictures last night and stumbled upon these photos of Isaac. Despite all the ups and downs and twists and turns that characterized Isaac's first year of life, I would do it all over again. He brought us much joy and continues to do so. For those of you who weren't with us during this year, these are for you! (These don't include the very early months b/c those pics are on an external hard drive.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Sy7RykJ95sI/AAAAAAAAAPc/HO9ZCMhW3Fo/s1600-h/fun+in+the+sun+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417498068402431682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Sy7RykJ95sI/AAAAAAAAAPc/HO9ZCMhW3Fo/s320/fun+in+the+sun+088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matt's Grandma Loyce and Aunt Lynne in Myrtle Beach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Sy7RyALg6oI/AAAAAAAAAPU/yHJnuezddKQ/s1600-h/fun+in+the+sun+110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417498058745244290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Sy7RyALg6oI/AAAAAAAAAPU/yHJnuezddKQ/s320/fun+in+the+sun+110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Beach bum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Sy7Rx05yfrI/AAAAAAAAAPM/bwCejqnaC98/s1600-h/fun+in+the+sun+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417498055718108850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Sy7Rx05yfrI/AAAAAAAAAPM/bwCejqnaC98/s320/fun+in+the+sun+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my friend, Sarah (Amanda's twin sister) and me. She is holding her niece, Liliana. This was Memorial Day weekend 2008 while we were still in Bedford. I miss you Sarah, Amanda, and Liliana!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Sy7PpI1lssI/AAAAAAAAAPE/8y4wYMY47ao/s1600-h/fun+in+the+sun+139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417495707427123906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Sy7PpI1lssI/AAAAAAAAAPE/8y4wYMY47ao/s320/fun+in+the+sun+139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isaac was about to take a nap while we were lounging at the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Sy7Po21wbtI/AAAAAAAAAO8/KmJ5ghDvO7Y/s1600-h/Isaac+7-7.5+months+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417495702595989202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Sy7Po21wbtI/AAAAAAAAAO8/KmJ5ghDvO7Y/s320/Isaac+7-7.5+months+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matt was getting him to crack up and bury himself in our covers. I'll never forget this moment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Sy7PoXsqseI/AAAAAAAAAO0/KiSS4b04jBo/s1600-h/Isaac+5_5.5+months+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417495694236365282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Sy7PoXsqseI/AAAAAAAAAO0/KiSS4b04jBo/s320/Isaac+5_5.5+months+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My mom bought Isaac this toy, and he loved it. He was actually playing with it this morning - two years later!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Sy7PoGWK3kI/AAAAAAAAAOs/3f7RRZzB6ns/s1600-h/Isaac+5_5.5+months+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417495689578602050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Sy7PoGWK3kI/AAAAAAAAAOs/3f7RRZzB6ns/s320/Isaac+5_5.5+months+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was changing his diaper one day and he became completely infatuated with his toes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Sy7PnpVW6QI/AAAAAAAAAOk/eVQgpYAFSRU/s1600-h/qc+jun08+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417495681790568706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Sy7PnpVW6QI/AAAAAAAAAOk/eVQgpYAFSRU/s320/qc+jun08+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were on our way out to hit the streets of Quebec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Sy7LQgFTllI/AAAAAAAAAOU/ATPtW54JIZ0/s1600-h/Isaac+5_5.5+months+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417490886123820626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Sy7LQgFTllI/AAAAAAAAAOU/ATPtW54JIZ0/s320/Isaac+5_5.5+months+082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Exersaucer time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Sy7LRIG8T5I/AAAAAAAAAOc/6WkLQcO_S_o/s1600-h/qc+jun08+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417490896868102034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Sy7LRIG8T5I/AAAAAAAAAOc/6WkLQcO_S_o/s320/qc+jun08+033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At dinner in Quebec&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Sy7LQS0WV_I/AAAAAAAAAOM/mcVZQEugEvI/s1600-h/Isaac+5_5.5+months+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417490882563037170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Sy7LQS0WV_I/AAAAAAAAAOM/mcVZQEugEvI/s320/Isaac+5_5.5+months+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sleepy boy couldn't wait until we got home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Sy7LP3XTRJI/AAAAAAAAAOE/M1mDOwifsDE/s1600-h/Isaac+5_5.5+months+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417490875193443474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Sy7LP3XTRJI/AAAAAAAAAOE/M1mDOwifsDE/s320/Isaac+5_5.5+months+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jesse, Jenny, and Natalia were in our Bible study. Isaac and Natalia had many a play date during our time in Bedford!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Sy7LPUK03oI/AAAAAAAAAN8/cTWysam1ufI/s1600-h/Isaac+8-8.5+months+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417490865745878658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Sy7LPUK03oI/AAAAAAAAAN8/cTWysam1ufI/s320/Isaac+8-8.5+months+025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Strolling along the Charles River one morning. Oh, how I miss New England scenery. It is fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Sy6uU7P7Q-I/AAAAAAAAANc/UnNRpLSD1ek/s1600-h/IMG_2021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417459076298392546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Sy6uU7P7Q-I/AAAAAAAAANc/UnNRpLSD1ek/s320/IMG_2021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Matt took me to see the Boston Ballet for my birthday. We tried getting a family picture when we got home. I don't think Isaac was the least bit interested!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Sy6uV2-uFWI/AAAAAAAAAN0/XOwiTKILz_E/s1600-h/Isaac+5_5.5+months+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417459092332352866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Sy6uV2-uFWI/AAAAAAAAAN0/XOwiTKILz_E/s320/Isaac+5_5.5+months+055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I thought this was a cute face to showcase!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Sy6uVQTnx6I/AAAAAAAAANs/O0hJhDoVX18/s1600-h/Isaac+4-4.5+months+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417459081951037346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Sy6uVQTnx6I/AAAAAAAAANs/O0hJhDoVX18/s320/Isaac+4-4.5+months+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy and Isaac on our way to church service one morning. The couple I nannied for gave Isaac this outfit. It was adorable! Conway family, we miss you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Sy6uVFGW8tI/AAAAAAAAANk/kOCoF2oGkoc/s1600-h/Isaac+4-4.5+months+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417459078942618322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Sy6uVFGW8tI/AAAAAAAAANk/kOCoF2oGkoc/s320/Isaac+4-4.5+months+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I didn't take the red eye out yet, but I couldn't stand to not show you this face full of love and chub!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Sy6uUZhNMtI/AAAAAAAAANU/zZJZ8xJ8WmU/s1600-h/IMG_2030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417459067244065490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Sy6uUZhNMtI/AAAAAAAAANU/zZJZ8xJ8WmU/s320/IMG_2030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Daddy liked to let Isaac air out after bathtime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Sy6q3EY0xVI/AAAAAAAAANE/_1khrQ-i5Uo/s1600-h/isaac+in+sand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417455264820675922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Sy6q3EY0xVI/AAAAAAAAANE/_1khrQ-i5Uo/s320/isaac+in+sand.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isaac loved the beach. We hope to go back to visit Matt's family sometime this spring!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Sy6q3Qw4WLI/AAAAAAAAANM/HhRz4yNsGg4/s1600-h/Isaac+5+months+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417455268142799026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Sy6q3Qw4WLI/AAAAAAAAANM/HhRz4yNsGg4/s320/Isaac+5+months+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kisses!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Sy6q28in8EI/AAAAAAAAAM8/4au95KKY444/s1600-h/IMG_1692.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417455262714294338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Sy6q28in8EI/AAAAAAAAAM8/4au95KKY444/s320/IMG_1692.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of my favorite girls in the whole wide world. Leoni was our neighbor and loved to come play with Isaac. She is just too precious for words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Sy6q2rgsfEI/AAAAAAAAAM0/FTfBRaNEi9k/s1600-h/IMG_1617.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417455258142800962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Sy6q2rgsfEI/AAAAAAAAAM0/FTfBRaNEi9k/s320/IMG_1617.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Who can resist soft baby skin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Sy6q2YLsE5I/AAAAAAAAAMs/ZmLN9A66AY4/s1600-h/Isaac+7-7.5+months+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417455252954420114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Sy6q2YLsE5I/AAAAAAAAAMs/ZmLN9A66AY4/s320/Isaac+7-7.5+months+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ahhhh... he's so sweet holding his bottle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Sy6pc3_2QTI/AAAAAAAAAMk/hKHoGgfPayQ/s1600-h/Isaac+7-7.5+months+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417453715306463538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Sy6pc3_2QTI/AAAAAAAAAMk/hKHoGgfPayQ/s320/Isaac+7-7.5+months+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Matt absolutely loved these jammies. He didn't want me to ever retire them. Babies do grow, so inevitably I had to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Sy6pcpxyXWI/AAAAAAAAAMc/4NYI9fou22M/s1600-h/Isaac+7-7.5+months+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417453711489391970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Sy6pcpxyXWI/AAAAAAAAAMc/4NYI9fou22M/s320/Isaac+7-7.5+months+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Setting out for a stroll through Lexington. Pete's Coffee, how I miss you dearly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Sy6pcAvV13I/AAAAAAAAAMU/znRl9m7-WAk/s1600-h/Isaac+4-4.5+months+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417453700473280370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Sy6pcAvV13I/AAAAAAAAAMU/znRl9m7-WAk/s320/Isaac+4-4.5+months+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My two loves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417453692317549666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Sy6pbiW3RGI/AAAAAAAAAMM/CT9diSxvtAA/s320/Isaac+4-4.5+months+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Isaac's first taste of rice cereal. He was one hungry boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417453689726557266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Sy6pbYtH3FI/AAAAAAAAAME/lTDWjCN29VI/s320/Isaac+4-4.5+months+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Tonight I leave you with the cutest grin I've ever seen! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope you enjoyed this snapshot of Isaac's first year of life!&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&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/546582180365995546-8073443316886072659?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/8073443316886072659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=8073443316886072659' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/8073443316886072659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/8073443316886072659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2009/12/reminiscing.html' title='Reminiscing'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Sy7RykJ95sI/AAAAAAAAAPc/HO9ZCMhW3Fo/s72-c/fun+in+the+sun+088.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-7069452189898442250</id><published>2009-11-11T08:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T08:30:07.339-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looks Tasty!</title><content type='html'>For a while now, I've been wanting to try a new chicken pot pie recipe. It's been a long time since I made one, and I wasn't overly crazy about that recipe. My brother savored every bite of it, but it didn't strike my fancy. I just discovered this &lt;a href="http://annies-eats.com/2009/11/11/chicken-pot-pie/"&gt;looks like a glimpse of food heaven&lt;/a&gt; one, so I thought I'd share the link with all of you. In fact, why don't you make it today and let me know how it turns out? And if it's good, you should invite me over for a dish of it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-7069452189898442250?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/7069452189898442250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=7069452189898442250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/7069452189898442250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/7069452189898442250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2009/11/looks-tasty.html' title='Looks Tasty!'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-4950995891157358474</id><published>2009-10-16T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T12:33:33.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday faves</title><content type='html'>Today is great because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ I'm sitting here in the peace and quiet.&lt;br /&gt;~ Isaac is taking a good, long nap.&lt;br /&gt;~ Crowd pleasing lasagna is on the menu tonight.&lt;br /&gt;~ My hunky-hunk hubby will arrive home promptly at 4pm today.&lt;br /&gt;~ I'll choose to show extra grace if that same hubby arrives later than 4pm today.&lt;br /&gt;~ Isaac loves telling me things and really loves asking questions.&lt;br /&gt;~ Isaac has the sweetest voice (when he isn't whining that is!).&lt;br /&gt;~ Clean sheets will greet me tonight as I fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;~ As I glance at Isaac's Coco-Nutty Monkey Play-Doh set, I grin over how much he enjoys it!&lt;br /&gt;~ Fall is in the air.&lt;br /&gt;~ &lt;a href="http://www.peasantprincess.com/"&gt;Peasant Princess &lt;/a&gt;session two is coming up tonight.&lt;br /&gt;~ God gives abundant grace for every season.&lt;br /&gt;~ A friend is praising God for working in her marriage.&lt;br /&gt;~ &lt;a href="http://www.ambassadorsforlife.org/traci"&gt;Project SSAM &lt;/a&gt;is here!&lt;br /&gt;~ I'm not overly concerned that my house is not completely in order at this moment.&lt;br /&gt;~ Tomorrow is filled with three fun events.&lt;br /&gt;~ Matt can relax this evening and not think about his thesis.&lt;br /&gt;~ Matt is supposed to surprise me with something today.&lt;br /&gt;~ I'm hopeful that surprise is a Starbucks chai latte.&lt;br /&gt;~ The weekend is here.&lt;br /&gt;~ Most of all: This is the day the Lord has made. I will rejoice and be glad in it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-4950995891157358474?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/4950995891157358474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=4950995891157358474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/4950995891157358474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/4950995891157358474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2009/10/friday-faves.html' title='Friday faves'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-4208815870976602555</id><published>2009-09-24T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T07:39:59.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Making Trains with Cars</title><content type='html'>There is no doubt that Isaac has a strong connection with his cars. Maybe it's because he's an only child right now, and they keep him company while Mommy is working around the house. Last week, I was in the kitchen putting away some things. I peeked into the living room to check on my boy. This is what I found - isn't he just the cutest?! Check out the first car in his train going around the roll top desk. He put two smaller cars on top of it! Ingenious idea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a super cute video clip of him talking about the long train, but I think the file is too large for Blogspot. Nevertheless, these pictures capture his love for cars and his meticulous and methodical thinking processes! When I watch Isaac discover and learn things, my heart can't help but want to have more children. He is a gift! (Perhaps we'll start trying again in a four or five months; we shall wait and see!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385782936420708754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Sr4lC6q3cZI/AAAAAAAAALg/-jV1-FT9neI/s320/IMG_4033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He makes these by himself! What a great way to entertain himself and develop those cognitive skills! (Check out the two smaller cars on top!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385782944628326306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Sr4lDZPtv6I/AAAAAAAAALo/3g3qTOHxbrg/s320/IMG_4028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is his first train of the day. He likes to arrange the trains from biggest to smallest. Sometimes he'll end with a big caboose!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385782954824730146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Sr4lD_OuhiI/AAAAAAAAAL4/BVt_B2-3zew/s320/IMG_4034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I guess he needed a break to play with another car!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385782949689922386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Sr4lDsGfk1I/AAAAAAAAALw/BCKYOU4CFJ4/s320/IMG_4037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Well, he's back to his first love - BOOKS!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-4208815870976602555?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/4208815870976602555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=4208815870976602555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/4208815870976602555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/4208815870976602555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2009/09/making-trains-with-cars.html' title='Making Trains with Cars'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Sr4lC6q3cZI/AAAAAAAAALg/-jV1-FT9neI/s72-c/IMG_4033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-8372783236677157212</id><published>2009-09-21T18:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T19:00:11.955-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Isaac!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384096642833498674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SrgnXth2wjI/AAAAAAAAAKY/CohPMPIUQIo/s320/IMG_4046.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Mmmmm... birthday cake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our little lovie turned two years old yesterday! We had a great time celebrating him with our friends and family. We are blessed to have so many people in our lives who love Isaac. Here are a few pictures from his party. Unfortunately, Matt and I were preoccupied and forgot to take lots of pictures. I don't have very many, but I'm hoping some people who were at the party will send us some of their pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SrgnZEU7BqI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Og3HQzcr2yQ/s1600-h/IMG_4041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384096666133137058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SrgnZEU7BqI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Og3HQzcr2yQ/s320/IMG_4041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haven and Isaac (not the best pic, but it's the only one of them we took!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SrgnYzYzCUI/AAAAAAAAAKo/GqOybVKQy8Y/s1600-h/IMG_4040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384096661585987906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SrgnYzYzCUI/AAAAAAAAAKo/GqOybVKQy8Y/s320/IMG_4040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Checking out the cake with Deborah, Kate and Mati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384097799657400578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SrgobDCKqQI/AAAAAAAAALI/18u1lzJw1zE/s320/IMG_4056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A radio flyer tricycle from Gammy (my mom).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384096650084841938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SrgnYIitedI/AAAAAAAAAKg/G_sy_2eV4ns/s320/IMG_4044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Some of the goodies. These banana pops were fantastic. I'm treating myself to another one tomorrow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384105196097595810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SrgvJk67aaI/AAAAAAAAALY/DRHfCOEof9E/s320/IMG_4052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Isaac wanted the grader and the dump truck off of his cake. Grandpa Ken (Matt's dad) is ready to eat the cake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384097785181737426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SrgoaNG5kdI/AAAAAAAAAK4/Gh6l-GdIuoo/s320/IMG_4045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Precious Mathios getting ready for his lunch - Okay, don't you just want to gobble him up?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384097809441506466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/Srgobne4RKI/AAAAAAAAALQ/3klq1Vf5jaE/s320/IMG_4065.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Isaac and Daddy working on a castle with his new blocks before bedtime. Aunt Kelly bought these for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thanks, everyone for joining us in celebrating Isaac's birthday!&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/546582180365995546-8372783236677157212?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/8372783236677157212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=8372783236677157212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/8372783236677157212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/8372783236677157212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-isaac.html' title='Happy Birthday, Isaac!'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SrgnXth2wjI/AAAAAAAAAKY/CohPMPIUQIo/s72-c/IMG_4046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-2624683249276768237</id><published>2009-08-27T07:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T07:52:30.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tasty lil' cups</title><content type='html'>Check out this fun &lt;a href="http://annies-eats.com/2009/08/21/bacon-egg-and-toast-cups/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;breakfast idea&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. I made them for our house church last night, and everyone enjoyed them. You don't need to bake them very long if you like a slightly runny yoke. So easy, so darling, so good! Try them out and taste for yourself!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-2624683249276768237?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/2624683249276768237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=2624683249276768237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/2624683249276768237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/2624683249276768237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2009/08/tasty-lil-cups.html' title='Tasty lil&apos; cups'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-1342034614018053395</id><published>2009-08-20T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T19:14:33.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Excited 2 Learn</title><content type='html'>You have to check out this website! &lt;a href="http://www.excited2learn.com/shop/index.php?main_page=page&amp;amp;id=1"&gt;http://www.excited2learn.com/shop/index.php?main_page=page&amp;amp;id=1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know Amanda and Sarah from Boston and became good friends with both of them. (Look at how adorable they were as toddlers!) I met Amanda while teaching in the Lincoln school district. I tutored a few of her students. She is an amazingly gifted teacher. She was also my neighbor! I then met her twin sister, Sarah. They are both incredibly talented. The first time I visited their parents' house, I was blown away by their artwork. And, they completed most of it when they were very small children! These weren't simple stick figure drawings. The house is outlined with intricate drawings of figures, animals, and abstract concepts along with many sculpture pieces. So, if you want something unique and educationally sound, check out their items and support these wonderful ladies! I know they will appreciate it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-1342034614018053395?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/1342034614018053395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=1342034614018053395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/1342034614018053395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/1342034614018053395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2009/08/excited-2-learn.html' title='Excited 2 Learn'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-1251675343336532974</id><published>2009-08-18T12:11:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T13:06:33.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Be anxious about nothing...</title><content type='html'>but in &lt;em&gt;everything&lt;/em&gt; by &lt;em&gt;prayer and supplication&lt;/em&gt;, with &lt;em&gt;thanksgiving&lt;/em&gt;, let your requests be made known to God; and the &lt;em&gt;peace of God&lt;/em&gt;, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your &lt;em&gt;hearts and minds&lt;/em&gt; through Christ Jesus. (Philippians 4:6,7 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;NKJV&lt;/span&gt; emphasis mine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I read this passage last night, the Lord brought life to it in a new way. How many times have I read this and not paused long enough to let the Word richly penetrate my very existence? Over the past two years I've battled with fear of having more children.  When describing my thoughts to other women, particularly moms, I have often said how &lt;em&gt;anxious&lt;/em&gt; I felt soon after having Isaac. I know part of it was the natural human process of carrying a child for nine months. Hormones don't always cooperate with us ladies! Some of it though, is in my control. This passage tells me to be anxious about nothing. Nada. Not one thing at all. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am to commit my concerns to Christ - every single one of them. While reading this last night, I realized I tend to quickly pass over the second part. When I commit myself to the Lord, He gives me the peace of God and guards my heart and mind. Did you hear that loud and clear? The peace of God! Not the peace of man, which diminishes at every twist and turn. I have a choice to let my worries overcome me or to lift them up to the One who has overcome the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next few verses in Philippians exhort us to keep our thoughts on Christ. We are to think about things that are true, noble, pure, lovely and praiseworthy. When we meditate on the nature of Christ, we don't have room for worry or anxiety. I realize I'll never perfect this in my lifetime, but through the Spirit I have the power to submit everything, heart or head, to the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe God is working in me; He is teaching me to trust His plan, not my own. Now, I joyfully look forward to expanding our family if that is what He has for us. Thankfully, Jesus is patient and loving toward me. He knows the life He gives is a life of growth. Today, I choose a life of peace, free from anxious thoughts. Tomorrow, I will choose the same. It is &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; a choice. It is a choice to sin or submit. What do you choose? Let's trust God at His Word as He floods our hearts and minds with His undeniable peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-1251675343336532974?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/1251675343336532974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=1251675343336532974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/1251675343336532974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/1251675343336532974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2009/08/be-anxious-about-nothing_18.html' title='Be anxious about nothing...'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-8668193034861078423</id><published>2009-08-05T20:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T20:44:03.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy Days R Fun!</title><content type='html'>Isaac and I were in Waverly last weekend visiting my mom and some other family and friends. Here's a video of him playing in the rain after our morning trip to Kroger. He was very fussy and tired, but when we got back to Mom's house, he perked right up and didn't want to go inside!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-51698024748079b7" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D51698024748079b7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329914769%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D36BF0298E3B5432619213E79A8FE2104F03A4DB.830EA66DEFAF9C8E4BE6C75B13F4364601A4163F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D51698024748079b7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DrSGdGK1FQuooIyvpEdW4wI9lglA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D51698024748079b7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329914769%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D36BF0298E3B5432619213E79A8FE2104F03A4DB.830EA66DEFAF9C8E4BE6C75B13F4364601A4163F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D51698024748079b7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DrSGdGK1FQuooIyvpEdW4wI9lglA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-8668193034861078423?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=51698024748079b7&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/8668193034861078423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=8668193034861078423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/8668193034861078423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/8668193034861078423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2009/08/rainy-days-r-fun.html' title='Rainy Days R Fun!'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-2605967576038416495</id><published>2009-07-01T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T11:43:10.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dirty Laundry</title><content type='html'>Did I fool you by the title? Did you think I might tell you some deep, dark secret? Think again, friends! I simply need some advice on getting out set-in stains on clothing. I did a few loads of laundry on Monday. As I went to put things away today, I noticed four of Isaac's shirts now have stains on them. I didn't catch this before adding them to the wash, so now I'm not sure if I can tackle this dilemma. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Arrrggh&lt;/span&gt;! Any ideas? I know many of you rave about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;OxiClean&lt;/span&gt;. Do you think it might work? If you have any suggestions, please leave a comment!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-2605967576038416495?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/2605967576038416495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=2605967576038416495' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/2605967576038416495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/2605967576038416495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2009/07/dirty-laundry.html' title='Dirty Laundry'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-2067765682056159727</id><published>2009-06-19T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T21:12:12.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Delight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SjxVlsVVhcI/AAAAAAAAAKM/IH0g96-KLmA/s1600-h/IMG_2407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349244563453478338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SjxVlsVVhcI/AAAAAAAAAKM/IH0g96-KLmA/s320/IMG_2407.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isaac last summer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to type this really quickly, but I wanted to make sure I captured the simple memories of my day today. Forgive me if it's a rambly post! I must tell you how wonderful my beautiful boy, Isaac, is to me. He is the best. God overwhelms me with the goodness of this precious creation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt has been on summer break this week. It has been refreshing to relax and do whatever we want. (I'll post more about our lazy-dazy week sometime soon.) We spent most of our day today working in the yard. I think we were overthrown by the weeds! So, we set up Isaac's little blow-up pool and let him splish and splash while we pulled and trimmed. He was running through the sprinkler and getting in and out of the pool. I just can't really put this into words like I was hoping to, but all I can say is how much I delight in seeing my happy, joyful, and tender-hearted Isaac. I complained so much about him as an infant; I cannot believe I ever took such a blessing for granted. God has convicted me many times on this, but this week it really made sense. Why would I &lt;em&gt;ever&lt;/em&gt; grumble and gripe about such a gift?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Isaac gets older, I'm noticing simple things that make him tick. For instance, he loves to cuddle and touch. Right now it might be his primary love language, which is okay with me since I love it as well! I cannot even count how many times a day he comes up to me, wraps his tiny arms around my legs and says, "Ahhhhhh". Or, how many times he says, "Hug me." and "Hold you.". My heart melts, and warmth fills my bones each time he initiates something with Matt or me. He's not only tender toward Matt and me but also to other people, including children. I'm so thankful I can say this about my son. His temperament and personality speak volumes of the Lord's fearfully and wonderfully made creation. I get to experience this goodness every day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, thank you, thank you, Jesus for allowing me to be Isaac's mommy. Please let me never again complain about what You are doing. May Matt and I continue to raise him Your way and teach him the way he should go. Give us wisdom and patience in teaching and training Isaac. You are more than good to me, Lord. Teach me to thank You in all circumstances and to fix my eyes on things above. Please help Isaac trust in You as he grows - to know You have a good plan for his life. Lord, we had a great day as a family, and I praise You for loving us every minute of &lt;em&gt;every&lt;/em&gt; day. We owe all of it to You. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-2067765682056159727?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/2067765682056159727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=2067765682056159727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/2067765682056159727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/2067765682056159727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2009/06/delight.html' title='Delight'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SjxVlsVVhcI/AAAAAAAAAKM/IH0g96-KLmA/s72-c/IMG_2407.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-911183176061458097</id><published>2009-06-04T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T17:03:51.789-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wahoo, Wahoo, Wahoo!!!</title><content type='html'>If you are like me, then one of your not-so-favorite things to do is going to the dentist. You know, it's not that I have anything against a dentist per &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;se&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;After all&lt;/span&gt;, good dentists help keep mouths in tiptop shape. I have a very good reason for not enjoying a dental visit - I ALWAYS have cavities. No one wants to hear this kind of news. My cavities are not just simple one-step filling kinds of cavities. Crowns or root canals seem to be my fate. When I was a freshman in college, I had a routine cleaning at the dentist's office. "Kindly" informing me, the dentist said I had SEVEN cavities. What? Are you kidding me? Turns out I only need to glance at a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Starburst&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Twinkie&lt;/span&gt; to have a mouth overtaken by sugar bugs. Okay, I admit flossing was not my forte at the time, but over the years I have taken better care of my teeth. For some reason though, my teeth are only satisfied when silver or porcelain enters the scene!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I had my routine teeth cleaning. Matt and I typically prepare ourselves for the worst. He's used to my mouthful of ailments, but this time, he said he wanted a good report. A &lt;em&gt;great &lt;/em&gt;report is what he got! I am cavity free, my friends. Perhaps you're underestimating my joy at this moment. Allow me to be a tad more forthcoming... I'm ECSTATIC! It's literally been &lt;em&gt;years&lt;/em&gt; since I've had such a positive visit with my dentist. In fact, today the dentist said I was boring! Well, Dr. John, you and I both must be doing something right if you consider me boring. And in this case, I'm totally okay with that label!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the joy of having seemingly healthy teeth. I do hope I can go another 6 months cavity free. Looks as if I must throw out all the sweets..... Nanh! I just won't eyeball (or eat!) them as often!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-911183176061458097?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/911183176061458097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=911183176061458097' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/911183176061458097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/911183176061458097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2009/06/wahoo-wahoo-wahoo.html' title='Wahoo, Wahoo, Wahoo!!!'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-7649750050069124379</id><published>2009-06-02T14:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T13:13:21.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>May Review</title><content type='html'>I have not been in the mood &lt;em&gt;at all&lt;/em&gt; lately to blog. I've been too absorbed reading through everyone else's including some dearly loved food blogs. May was overall good in our house. Except that I'm one year older now - sniff, sniff! Matt took me to the Cincinnati Ballet for my birthday. Perhaps it is his way to help me feel that being as close to thirty as possible isn't so bad! We had a great time, but unfortunately, we forgot to get some pictures of us. It's okay because I did capture some other memorable moments from last month. So, here is a little re-cap of our month in pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342852035153696562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SiWfnkrPFzI/AAAAAAAAAI8/NhjwiFCFpGM/s320/IMG_3512.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Isaac playing at the park. Daddy and Isaac love going to the park together, especially when Mommy is trying to fix dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342852041306999026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SiWfn7mTCPI/AAAAAAAAAJE/hn3mDT1MIdU/s320/IMG_3515.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Doesn't Sharon look so cute holding up this baby onesie? My house church girls and I hosted a baby shower the the women's center, which is located here in Dayton. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342852046751005874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SiWfoP4P_LI/AAAAAAAAAJU/FfzpOlGJ9TM/s320/IMG_3533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look at all of the baby goodies donated! We also had a nice cash donation, which I used to purchase $20.00 Walmart cards. We had a great time talking about the gift of life over a nice brunch. Thank you, everyone who came and/or donated something. I took the gifts to the center today; they were very grateful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342852042052259394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SiWfn-X-zkI/AAAAAAAAAJM/n1ORXY5Veeg/s320/IMG_3518.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My friend, Kate, opening one of the presents - a cozy little blanket!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342853149945564002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SiWgodmVC2I/AAAAAAAAAJk/sbMQlZKNSEc/s320/IMG_3544.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Matt's cousin, Christine, tied the knot two weeks ago. We wanted Isaac to partake of the festivities. You all know I dance whenever I go to a wedding, and my son is following in my footsteps. Here we are at the end of the night finishing the Electric Slide and some other shake-your-booty types of dances!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SiWgonV0HhI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/mJX62wbRxnQ/s1600-h/IMG_3555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342853152560651794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SiWgonV0HhI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/mJX62wbRxnQ/s320/IMG_3555.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Oh no, Mr. Isaac. You are MUCH too young and they are MUCH too old!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SiWgosYrT1I/AAAAAAAAAJs/PxqwfW8Q2vY/s1600-h/IMG_3560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342853153914834770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SiWgosYrT1I/AAAAAAAAAJs/PxqwfW8Q2vY/s320/IMG_3560.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On our way home after our late night out, we saw fireworks downtown. We pulled over to let Isaac see them. Hey, one more hour out wouldn't make a difference! Matt covered Isaac's ears during the finale. They were some loud 'crackers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SiWgpJchFsI/AAAAAAAAAKE/-sgheTXk0iE/s1600-h/IMG_3564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342853161715570370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SiWgpJchFsI/AAAAAAAAAKE/-sgheTXk0iE/s320/IMG_3564.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Haven in the morning after our Memorial Day celebration. We spent time with friends and then stayed over for even more fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SiWgo62sDCI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/sXFQiIlApV8/s1600-h/IMG_3575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342853157798808610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SiWgo62sDCI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/sXFQiIlApV8/s320/IMG_3575.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Isaac loves his friend's little red car. Reminds me so much of the Flintstones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SiWfoFsiiBI/AAAAAAAAAJc/0jXG43bhZkk/s1600-h/IMG_3538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342852044017534994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SiWfoFsiiBI/AAAAAAAAAJc/0jXG43bhZkk/s320/IMG_3538.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is one of my favorite pictures of Isaac this year. Look at his pretty blue eyes! The boy love&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;s him some corn on the cob. My brother, Sean, and Matt introduced Isaac to corn a few months ago. He doesn't like when it's all gone!&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 align="left"&gt;I hope you all had a nice May. It doesn't seem like it should be June already, does it? Well, I'm now gearing up for the pool. I haven't taken Isaac yet this year, but I will very soon. I'll hopefully post some pictures of us swimming. Let's hope I get them posted before Christmas rolls around! &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/546582180365995546-7649750050069124379?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/7649750050069124379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=7649750050069124379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/7649750050069124379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/7649750050069124379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2009/06/may-review.html' title='May Review'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SiWfnkrPFzI/AAAAAAAAAI8/NhjwiFCFpGM/s72-c/IMG_3512.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-4424967227870798016</id><published>2009-05-11T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T08:01:36.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Shower</title><content type='html'>I'm hosting a baby shower for the Miami Valley Women's Center this Saturday at 10am at my house. I sent an Evite to most of you, but I have incorrect email addresses for some of you. If you want to join us, please let me know. Also, if you cannot make it but would like to contribute a gift, please contact me! Hope you can make it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-4424967227870798016?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/4424967227870798016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=4424967227870798016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/4424967227870798016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/4424967227870798016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2009/05/baby-shower.html' title='Baby Shower'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-2396639175276487945</id><published>2009-05-05T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T12:39:11.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Potty Training Tips, Anyone?</title><content type='html'>Hey Friends,&lt;br /&gt;Isaac is almost twenty months old already! Can you believe that? As we approach the two year mark, I need to gear myself up for the joys and trials of potty training. So, I'm requesting any advice or tips you may have, which seem to work or not work! We weren't going to buy a little potty seat because it's one more thing we'll have to wean. But, now that I've sat Isaac on the big potty a couple of times, I'm a bit concerned about getting sprayed in the face! I know some of the toilet seat rings have guards, so maybe that will help? It's sort of difficult trying to hold him up while making sure he's pointed downstream. At any rate, I'd like to hear from you about lessons learned while potty training your kids!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-2396639175276487945?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/2396639175276487945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=2396639175276487945' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/2396639175276487945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/2396639175276487945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2009/05/potty-training-tips-anyone.html' title='Potty Training Tips, Anyone?'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-7844400037608203419</id><published>2009-04-26T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T11:42:29.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Recap... (a little late!)</title><content type='html'>I had the privilege of going to Women of Faith in Columbus with my mom and my best friend from high school, Jamie. Mom came up Thursday morning, and we hit the road bright and early Friday. I really wanted to say "bye-bye" to Isaac before we left; however, he was still asleep. Any mother out there knows you&lt;em&gt; never&lt;/em&gt; wake a toddler unless it's a &lt;em&gt;serious&lt;/em&gt; emergency! We looked forward to this trip for a few months, and it did not disappoint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite part of the conference was hearing Steven Curtis Chapman. He played Friday evening to round out the night. I wonder if there was even one dry eye in the building. Mom, Jamie, and I knew he was speaking, so we armed ourselves with plenty of tissues. This man has a heart of an angel; he is truly a light to the world. After everything the Chapman family has gone through this year, his faith is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;unshakable&lt;/span&gt;. During his worship time, he briefly shared the story of Maria Sue and how the Body of Christ carried his family through this tragedy. Shortly after Maria's going to meet her Maker, Steven thought he could never play &lt;em&gt;Cinderella &lt;/em&gt;at his concerts. Even if he could get through it, he knew it would be too difficult for the audience. His wife said he &lt;em&gt;had&lt;/em&gt; to sing this song. I'm sure thankful he did! We know Maria is at the ball with her Prince. Jesus searched for her, and the shoe perfectly fits! One day Steven will dance with Maria Sue, and he made sure to let us know we are all invited to the ball! I hope you'll join!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The speakers and other artists included Sheila Walsh, Sandy Patti, Patsy Clairmont, Mandisa, Steve Arterburn (founder of Women of Faith), Lisa Whelchel, Meriln Meberg (such a funny woman!) and Allison Allen. Every person shared a story about his or her life and what God has done to bring him or her to a place of rest and peace. Each speaker made us laugh and cry. The weekend was filled with insightful teaching coupled with the humility we should have before the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly, I got to spend this time with Mom and Jamie. My mom is my hero of all time. She is the most generous person I know. Mom does all she can to help those around her in every possible way. She gives her time and resources to help others be glad in God. I admire my mom's faith in the Lord. In all she has gone through in her life, I've seen her triumph in victory because of the cross of Christ. She knows what it means to have and to lose. She knows highs and lows. She has hurt deeply and loved powerfully. She is &lt;em&gt;my&lt;/em&gt; mom, and I love her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, Jamie... Wow! She is the sweetest person I know. Jamie has always had a caring heart and gentle spirit. She accepted Christ a year or so before I did and witnessed to me about His love and grace. I remember her talking to me about knowing Jesus personally and choosing to follow Him and be baptized. She was such a dear friend to me even while I was in darkness. We come from very similar backgrounds, and I know Jamie understands me and loves me. I'm glad we were able to spend the weekend together. As a mom of two little ones three and under, Jamie was ready for a break! Although we both missed our children, we rejoiced knowing they were well cared for and that we had time to catch up with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Mom and Jamie, for a wonderfully encouraging weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-7844400037608203419?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/7844400037608203419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=7844400037608203419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/7844400037608203419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/7844400037608203419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2009/04/weekend-recap-little-late.html' title='Weekend Recap... (a little late!)'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-5337838715703075481</id><published>2009-04-22T19:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T19:50:02.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Excerpt on Murmuring</title><content type='html'>We may not be responsible for everything that happens in others' lives, but we will be held accountable for the impression they perceive regarding Christ because of our presentation of Him. We must make sure that we are spending the quality time with the Lord that rectifies our attitudes and restores our confidence in the sufficiency of Him. Then those within listening distance will not hear the typical tones of dissatisfaction that accompany a worldly relationship. Rather, they will be astounded by the sound of romance that reflects the relationship that swept us off our feet when we first fell in love with Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Excerpt taken from &lt;em&gt;Devotionary&lt;/em&gt; by pastor Boy Coy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-5337838715703075481?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/5337838715703075481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=5337838715703075481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/5337838715703075481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/5337838715703075481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2009/04/excerpt-on-murmuring.html' title='Excerpt on Murmuring'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-3222823876116984204</id><published>2009-04-18T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T08:25:09.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates from the Nelms' Neighborhood</title><content type='html'>I realize it's been a few weeks since my last post. It's not that I don't love you all - I really do! I haven't been feeling great lately. I had a couple of doctor appointments just to make sure everything is okay. Sometimes it's easy for me to assume any ailment is due to having Crohn's disease. I felt fatigued and queasy almost every morning over the past month. I scheduled a general physical with my family doctor just in case something was going on not related to Crohn's. He asked me lots of questions and did some lab work. Everything came back normal except my white blood count was low, but that's because of the medication I take. Now, I can relax knowing I'm not a walking health problem. If only I could kick the Crohn's to the curb, right?! I wholeheartedly believe Jesus will heal my body permanently when I see Him in glory. For now though, He has graced me with His love and strength to walk through these challenges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... a while back my G.I. doctor switched my medication, so I'm almost certain that was part, if not all, of the problem. I feel much better now, and I'm taking my medication in the morning instead of bedtime. Matt thought it might absorb better during the day. I think it's making all the difference! What an intelligent and keen husband I have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that said (or typed!) to let you know we're all doing well. Here are some of the things we rejoice over and have been doing lately:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* went to the Columbus Zoo.... good times&lt;br /&gt;* enjoyed Matt's week-long spring break from AFIT&lt;br /&gt;* just ordered my Esther book for the study Kate and I are beginning&lt;br /&gt;* happy (for now) to report I'm not pregnant (maybe next year!)&lt;br /&gt;* Easter egg hunt at First Christian with Mom, Isaac, Haven, Cale, and Matt&lt;br /&gt;* Mom came up a few weeks ago and blessed me with an early birthday gift - Keurig coffee pot!&lt;br /&gt;* dinner with Mom, Sean, Casey, Matt, and Isaac at Sakai in Troy&lt;br /&gt;* coffee with the aforementioned at Night Sky&lt;br /&gt;* singing songs and dancing around the house with Matt and Isaac&lt;br /&gt;* nice walks outside&lt;br /&gt;* Isaac's growth and development and overall health&lt;br /&gt;* great sale prices at the grocery store&lt;br /&gt;* sleeping in a little more when I wasn't feeling well (HUGE praise)&lt;br /&gt;* Easter egg hunt in Waverly last weekend&lt;br /&gt;* watching Matt clean up our yard today&lt;br /&gt;* laughing when Isaac plays in his crib just talking to himself when he should be napping!&lt;br /&gt;* journeying through the gospels with our house church&lt;br /&gt;* Isaac knowing pretty much all of his books verbatim, counting to ten, and saying the ABC's!&lt;br /&gt;* hosted Easter dinner at our house for Matt's side of the family&lt;br /&gt;* love, love, love hearing Isaac say all sorts of words... even saying "no" is quite funny!&lt;br /&gt;* heading to Columbus for Women of Faith with Mom and Jamie (best friend from high school) next weekend&lt;br /&gt;* date nights with Matt and free childcare for Isaac (We love you Grandma Linda and Grandpa Chuck!)&lt;br /&gt;* girl's night out last night at Grandma Bobby's&lt;br /&gt;* watching Isaac take a serious interest in cars, trucks and "airpanes"&lt;br /&gt;* our family and friends who love us despite our quirks&lt;br /&gt;* time spent with my house church ladies. gotta love coffee cake, quiche, and bacon!&lt;br /&gt;* the feeling I get when Isaac wants to read "Day Day" (Day by Day Bible devotional)&lt;br /&gt;* women's retreat at Apex in a couple of weeks&lt;br /&gt;* the sunshine!&lt;br /&gt;* the sweetest, most caring husband I could have EVER asked for and a very precious and loving child&lt;br /&gt;* knowing God's love for us NEVER fails.... that is what gives me hope to live this life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-3222823876116984204?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/3222823876116984204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=3222823876116984204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/3222823876116984204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/3222823876116984204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2009/04/updates-from-nelms-neighborhood.html' title='Updates from the Nelms&apos; Neighborhood'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-2779656683039559484</id><published>2009-04-01T11:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T11:20:19.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Proverbs 3</title><content type='html'>This morning I read through Proverbs 3. Many of the verses struck a chord within my heart; I thought I'd share some of them with you. This book of wisdom and understanding is a reminder of what I need every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My son, do not forget my law,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But let your heart keep my commands;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For length of days and long life &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And peace they will add to you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let not mercy and truth forsake you;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bind them around your neck,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Write them on the tablet of your heart,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And so find favor and high esteem &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the sight of God and man.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Trust in the Lord with all your heart,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And lean not on your own understanding;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In all your ways acknowledge Him,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And He shall direct your paths.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Do not be wise in your own eyes;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fear the Lord and depart from evil.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It will be health to your flesh,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And strength to your bones.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Honor the Lord with your possessions,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And with the firstfruits of all your increase;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So your barns will be filled with plenty,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And your vats will overflow with new wine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My son, do not despise the chastening of the Lord,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nor detest His correction;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For whom the Lord loves He corrects,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just as a father the son in whom he delights.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy is the man who finds wisdom,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the man who gains understanding;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For her proceeds are better than the profits of silver,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And her gain than fine gold.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She is more precious than rubies,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And all the things you may desire cannot compare with her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Length of days is in her right hand,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In her left hand riches and honor.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Her ways are ways of pleasantness,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And all her paths are peace. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She is a tree of life to those who take hold of her,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And happy are all who retain her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proverbs 3: 1-18 (NKJV)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-2779656683039559484?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/2779656683039559484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=2779656683039559484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/2779656683039559484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/2779656683039559484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2009/04/proverbs-3.html' title='Proverbs 3'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-4208042416779666171</id><published>2009-03-31T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T11:28:33.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah, blah, blah</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the very boring background. I'm having some difficulty w/the new template I want to use. Maybe Mr. Fix-It Matt can help me out with that tonight! Ohh... and if anyone likes Annie's mac-n-cheese, Kroger's has them on sale this week 10/$10! I stocked up on some for Isaac while they were such a great price. Have a great day, everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-4208042416779666171?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/4208042416779666171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=4208042416779666171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/4208042416779666171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/4208042416779666171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2009/03/blah-blah-blah.html' title='Blah, blah, blah'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-7102835026917256154</id><published>2009-03-27T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T19:08:52.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Pictures</title><content type='html'>Amy came out yesterday and took some springtime family pictures for us. Visit &lt;a href="http://www.photosbyamymcswegin.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.photosbyamymcswegin.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; to check out some of them. Hope everyone has a fantastic weekend! Peace be with you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-7102835026917256154?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/7102835026917256154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=7102835026917256154' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/7102835026917256154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/7102835026917256154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2009/03/family-pictures.html' title='Family Pictures'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-7284567283616798972</id><published>2009-03-20T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T12:26:40.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Fuv Foo"</title><content type='html'>I know I've been writing a lot about Isaac, but I just can't help it. I love this boy beyond words, and now I know for sure the feelings are mutual!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We follow the same bedtime routine pretty much every night. Around 8:30 Isaac has fruit or some other kind of snack and milk. We play or read until 8:45 and then head upstairs to brush his teeth, change his diaper and put on his pajamas. Finally, I turn his fan on low, close his curtains and sing &lt;em&gt;Jesus Loves Me. &lt;/em&gt;Isaac cuddles closely and lays his head gently on my shoulder. He is always so calm and reserved when I'm just about to put him in bed. I always, always, always give him tons of kisses on his cheeks and tell him, "Mama loves you so much". This is our special time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, last night Isaac took me by complete surprise. As I was just about to lay him down, he looked at me with his binky in his mouth and said, "Fuv Foo" with a smile on his face reaching ear to ear! He said it on his own and just kept smiling at me! Throughout the day, I tell him I love him, and he'll say it back to me. If I ask him if he loves me, he nods his head. But, this was the first time he's ever initiated it, so it was extra special to me! I hope this behavior continues tonight and throughout his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm always ready to hear "Fuv Foo" from such a sweet boy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-7284567283616798972?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/7284567283616798972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=7284567283616798972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/7284567283616798972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/7284567283616798972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2009/03/fuv-foo.html' title='&quot;Fuv Foo&quot;'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-8244782611779352055</id><published>2009-03-11T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T08:34:20.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SbfZsB5vRWI/AAAAAAAAAI0/HY6q5nqr3CE/s1600-h/IMG_3288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311953635954869602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SbfZsB5vRWI/AAAAAAAAAI0/HY6q5nqr3CE/s320/IMG_3288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isaac and I were playing on the floor this morning when all of a sudden, he gave me the most adorable look ever. I wasn't sure why he was staring at me, but I certainly enjoyed the moment! He then came over to me and wrapped his little arms around my neck hugging and patting my back. I could relish in moments like this every day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, while checking my email, he walked near me with his hand up praising God. Chris Tomlin's version of &lt;em&gt;Holy is the Lord&lt;/em&gt; was on K-Love, so perhaps he felt inspired to raise his hands. Whatever the case, this was a sweet moment. Even when I don't feel the greatest, somehow my wonderful toddler brings a smile to my face and a tear to my eye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-8244782611779352055?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/8244782611779352055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=8244782611779352055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/8244782611779352055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/8244782611779352055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2009/03/sweet-moments.html' title='Sweet Moments'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SbfZsB5vRWI/AAAAAAAAAI0/HY6q5nqr3CE/s72-c/IMG_3288.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-8975340249336538596</id><published>2009-03-03T11:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T12:26:25.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Consider This...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday evening as I was walking on the treadmill and watching t.v., I discovered that one of my favorite pastors of all time, Dr. Tony Evans, was on The Church Channel. I had no idea they broadcast him, and let me tell you, if you've not heard him, you need to. He is a wonderful teacher of God's Word and has a remarkable way of bringing application to his sermons. He's a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;preacha&lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;teacha&lt;/span&gt; man! I love him! Anyways, he was preaching out of Jonah, and some of his thoughts resonated inside my spirit. We all have "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ninevehs&lt;/span&gt;" in our lives. We try to run from God's providence to a safer place - any place really where God is not glorified. Jonah wanted to live outside the Will of God. He knew it was wrong, but he didn't care that he wasn't fearing the Lord. He went 3,500 miles out of his way just to run away from God. His hypocrisy was evident; how can he fear the Lord but not live in His good and perfect will? How can we do this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tony was saying that when we, as believers in the Lord, choose to run from God's will, we also bring others in our vicinity into the storm. Did you ever stop to think that the way you live impacts those around you even if you don't want it to? We impact people for good or evil. It is our choice, and God does allow us to make choices. We would live very differently if we &lt;em&gt;truly&lt;/em&gt; believed our sin destroys others as well as ourselves. If you're a parent, &lt;em&gt;what&lt;/em&gt; you say and do and &lt;em&gt;how&lt;/em&gt; you say and do it, drives deeply into your child's/children's hearts. I see this already with Isaac. I cannot make his decisions for him, but I certainly have a great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;amount&lt;/span&gt; of influence on his life. I urge us all today to stay in the Will of God, and if we are sprinting from Him, to sprint back to Him. Don't be deceived by this world, your flesh, or the devil. God's Will is a safe zone in a dangerous sort of way. But, I'd rather be there than riding the waves of a storm on my own power.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-8975340249336538596?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/8975340249336538596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=8975340249336538596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/8975340249336538596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/8975340249336538596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2009/03/consider-this.html' title='Consider This...'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-1933019258696249984</id><published>2009-03-01T16:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T19:06:37.839-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Cute not to Share</title><content type='html'>Matt and I have been working diligently with Isaac to help him not whine so much. Any time he wants something, we have him say, "Please, Mama" or "More please, Mama". I've been breaking it down for him and letting him say one word at a time. So, I'll say the word I want him to say and have him repeat it. Well, tonight as he and I were having dinner (Matt's at AFIT catching up on work), he wanted a crouton. So I said, "How do you ask Mama?" He said, "Peeeze, Ma-ma"! It was soooooo stinkin' cute because I didn't have to help him in between words at all. We've only been doing this "method" I guess you could say for a couple weeks. I really want Isaac to get into a good habit at a young age of verbally responding to us. So... we continue eating dinner and he says, "More peeze, Ma-ma". Ahhh... my heart totally melted! Then he showed his smarts by pointing out "Mama's cup" and "Isaac's cup". He found the tape label where I wrote his name on his cup and pointed to it and said, "I-zaak". Wow! He's brilliant I tell ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few hightlights of earlier today. He was so funny while eating his granola bar and playing peekaboo with me. He's been really into hiding his face lately and covering his eyes before saying "boo"! And, now he'll close his eyes tightly when we're praying. What a character!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308417795450066530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SatJ3Bkp1mI/AAAAAAAAAIk/dJN7OpyL39g/s320/IMG_3305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Yummy, yummy natural granola bar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SatIP_M3LkI/AAAAAAAAAIM/0U0ZhCXRJ78/s1600-h/IMG_3307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308416025286880834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SatIP_M3LkI/AAAAAAAAAIM/0U0ZhCXRJ78/s320/IMG_3307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Playing peekaboo with my mommy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SatIOhIPPoI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Hb38A30B7gE/s1600-h/IMG_3303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308416000034553474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SatIOhIPPoI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Hb38A30B7gE/s320/IMG_3303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm really not supposed to have this on the table!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SatIPoycdXI/AAAAAAAAAIE/FZvbOUqyACc/s1600-h/IMG_3304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308416019270497650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SatIPoycdXI/AAAAAAAAAIE/FZvbOUqyACc/s320/IMG_3304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look! Two hands!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SatIPa6QutI/AAAAAAAAAH8/qEW4pv7Vwgo/s1600-h/IMG_3306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308416015545187026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SatIPa6QutI/AAAAAAAAAH8/qEW4pv7Vwgo/s320/IMG_3306.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yep - I'm verrrry cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308417799529551746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SatJ3QxR14I/AAAAAAAAAIs/yB2TylI-pww/s320/IMG_3313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Now I'm just mad!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-1933019258696249984?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/1933019258696249984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=1933019258696249984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/1933019258696249984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/1933019258696249984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2009/03/too-cute-not-to-share.html' title='Too Cute not to Share'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SatJ3Bkp1mI/AAAAAAAAAIk/dJN7OpyL39g/s72-c/IMG_3305.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-16662853638239565</id><published>2009-02-27T10:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T11:04:38.754-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peek-a-Baby</title><content type='html'>Last night Isaac and I were reading in his room before bedtime. As I was reading to him, he seemed to lose interest. I kept reading on because I liked the rhythm and patterns of the book. It's nice to read aloud even if it's a book designed for toddlers! While I was enjoying the read aloud, he began reading one of his peek-a-boo books. He hasn't picked up this book for about 2 months, so it surprised me how into it he was. Then, he quickly got up and walked to his dresser like a man on a mission. He came back with a flap, which covers a baby's face. He came to the page where the flap belonged and said "bwoke". It amazed me that he knew where to find his broken flap (it actually fell off of the dresser) and that it belonged on a specific page. Mama needs to fix it for him now! I bubble over with joy and happiness when I witness him learning and discovering how the world works. Knowing that Isaac delights in simple pleasures helps me remember how blessed I am to be his mommy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-16662853638239565?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/16662853638239565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=16662853638239565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/16662853638239565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/16662853638239565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2009/02/peek-baby.html' title='Peek-a-Baby'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-1521646845646381346</id><published>2009-02-18T17:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:58:39.367-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oops!</title><content type='html'>The rolls never fail is what I mean! I guess I didn't proof read very well! They never disappoint! Sorry for the wordy sentence in the last post; it didn't make sense. Hopefully you all knew what I meant!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-1521646845646381346?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/1521646845646381346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=1521646845646381346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/1521646845646381346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/1521646845646381346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2009/02/oops.html' title='Oops!'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-7435337569082768556</id><published>2009-02-16T11:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T12:08:44.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You've gotta try this!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;When I was a freshman at Wright State, one of my roommates, Alanna, would often bring back these yummy freezer rolls from her home in Crescent Springs, KY. (That name cracks me up b/c the rolls are shaped like crescents!) A woman in her church made them, and all of us girls in my dorm LOVED them. They were so buttery and yummy and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;oohhhh&lt;/span&gt; so good! My mom bought me a cookbook a few years ago that had a recipe for freezer rolls, which I thought may be similar. I've made them a few times now and never do they fail to disappoint. We enjoyed these last night along with our &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=546582180365995546"&gt;pulled pork &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;crockpot&lt;/span&gt; meal&lt;/a&gt;. Matt and I thought this meal was incredibly tasty. I served up some sweet potato fries with pecan butter and broccoli on the side. I had to remind Matt that he needed to eat his green veggies! The pork was so juicy and tender; it literally fell off the bone. Best of all, this is a very cheap meal. I bought a 3.5 lb. pork shoulder for about $4.00 and added the other ingredients. I froze two separate bags for another night's dinner, &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; I had a leftover Tupperware full for our lunch today! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here's the recipe for the freezer rolls. I made the entire batch yesterday (24 rolls) and froze half of them. I made some in the shape of crescents and some I put in a muffin tin and formed dinner rolls. Whatever method you choose, I hope you enjoy them as much as we do! Oh... and I've included a few pictures of our precious Isaac. It's been a while since he's made the blog!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Freezer Rolls:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Adapted from Classic Recipe Collection&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303483047873893010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SZnBu6TUUpI/AAAAAAAAAHM/RPAXE8opL4I/s320/IMG_3281.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.5 c warm water&lt;br /&gt;2 envelopes active dry yeast or quick rise yeast (I used quick rise.)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. warm milk&lt;br /&gt;1/3 c. butter (softened)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. sugar&lt;br /&gt;1.5 tsp. salt&lt;br /&gt;2 large eggs&lt;br /&gt;5.5-6 c. all purpose flour or bread flour (I used a combo of bread/all purpose) You could also &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;substitute&lt;/span&gt; 1-2 c. whole wheat flour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place 1/2 c. warm water in large warm bowl. Sprinkle in yeast; stir until dissolved. Add remaining warm water, warm milk, butter, sugar, salt and 2 c. flour. Beat 2 minutes at medium speed of electric mixer. Add eggs and 1/2 c. flour. Beat at high speed for 2 minutes. Stir in enough remaining flour to make soft dough. (I used 6 cups.) Turn out onto lightly floured surface. Knead until smooth and elastic. Cover with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;plastic&lt;/span&gt; wrap; let rest for 20 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Punch dough down. Shape into desired shapes for dinner rolls. Place on greased baking sheets. Cover with plastic wrap and foil, sealing well. Freeze up to 1 week. Once rolls are frozen, you can put them in a Ziploc bag. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Remove&lt;/span&gt; however many you want from freezer and place on greased baking sheet. Let rise for 1.5 hours or until doubled. Bake at 350 for about 15 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To bake without freezing: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After shaping, let rise in warm place until doubled in size, about an hour. Bake according to above directions. Enjoy them warm with a dollop of butter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my two favorite boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303483040938358610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SZnBugdwd1I/AAAAAAAAAG8/9Z2IAvCyqeg/s320/IMG_3212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;They warm my heart!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303483047871756274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SZnBu6Szt_I/AAAAAAAAAHE/tKWlgFvSGKk/s320/IMG_3276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;He thinks he's a Captain!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303485970941763394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SZnEZDlAX0I/AAAAAAAAAHU/L_L0nCqTSjo/s320/IMG_3288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"Reading" the Bible!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-7435337569082768556?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/7435337569082768556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=7435337569082768556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/7435337569082768556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/7435337569082768556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2009/02/youve-gotta-try-this.html' title='You&apos;ve gotta try this!'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SZnBu6TUUpI/AAAAAAAAAHM/RPAXE8opL4I/s72-c/IMG_3281.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-1141006457056763481</id><published>2009-02-11T11:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T11:15:05.662-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Envelopes for Life</title><content type='html'>Go to redenvelopesforlife.org and read about one more way we can help to open the eyes of our president in regards to abortion. This is such a neat idea. I hope millions and billions of red envelopes reach the doors of the White House, but more importantly, I hope they reach the doors of Barack Obama's heart. Let's continue to pray for him to turn to Christ and place his faith in Him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-1141006457056763481?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/1141006457056763481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=1141006457056763481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/1141006457056763481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/1141006457056763481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2009/02/red-envelopes-for-life.html' title='Red Envelopes for Life'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-8500690599593484564</id><published>2009-02-06T09:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T09:33:06.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Good Cup - A Great Cause</title><content type='html'>Check out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Mayatechlc&lt;/span&gt;.org for some great tasting Guatemalan coffee. This is a non-profit corporation providing computer technology and education to under served communities in Guatemala. I had a cup of this coffee during a women's retreat planning night. This coffee is so tasty; I know you'll be impressed if you're an avid coffee drinker. The price is decent as well - $10.00 for a full pound of ground or whole bean. Not too bad considering how much we spend on Starbucks or Caribou these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Log onto this website and read more about their mission. You can also find out how to order the coffee. I think the next order will be in May. Let's spread the word and and share a great cup of coffee together!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-8500690599593484564?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/8500690599593484564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=8500690599593484564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/8500690599593484564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/8500690599593484564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2009/02/good-cup-great-cause.html' title='A Good Cup - A Great Cause'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-2228923358412373560</id><published>2009-01-29T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T11:59:34.932-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Thankful For....</title><content type='html'>* snowy days when Matt gets to stay home with Isaac and me.&lt;br /&gt;* delicious coffee and a hot bowl of cream of wheat cereal.&lt;br /&gt;* a completely uninterrupted night of sleeping... no waking toddlers or potty breaks for me!&lt;br /&gt;* a flexible schedule, which allows me to head to Waverly pretty much any time I want.&lt;br /&gt;* Isaac wanting to sit with me and read through entire stories by Dr. Seuss.&lt;br /&gt;* the book, &lt;em&gt;Shepherding a Child's Heart&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;* a house where we can spread out and have some space when we need it!&lt;br /&gt;* good medical care and low cost prescriptions for my medication.&lt;br /&gt;* God's continual work in my life with how I say things.&lt;br /&gt;* Matt's gentle and caring nature.&lt;br /&gt;* gas in our cars.&lt;br /&gt;* windows in our house so we can see the snow falling.&lt;br /&gt;* baby Gideon, baby W, baby Carmona, baby Z and baby Young ready to enter our world this year.&lt;br /&gt;* a very dear friend who is turning back to Christ.&lt;br /&gt;* free coupons... somehow we keep getting the Sunday paper!&lt;br /&gt;* Isaac's cute and fun little personality and all the words he says and all the joy he brings to our family.&lt;br /&gt;* the health of our family; it's easy to take this for granted.&lt;br /&gt;* my brother, Sean, and his wife, Casey - that they live so close to me.&lt;br /&gt;* hand-me-down clothing we've received for Isaac.&lt;br /&gt;* finally being over the post-partum depression.&lt;br /&gt;* going through that trial, even though it was difficult, because I know God used it to purge some nasty things from me.&lt;br /&gt;* our t.v. and radio so I can hear the weather reports.&lt;br /&gt;* K-Love&lt;br /&gt;* healthy food that also tastes sooooo good!&lt;br /&gt;* free recipe/food blogs, so I can continue finding healthy, tasty food!&lt;br /&gt;* Isaac already showing a heart for prayer.&lt;br /&gt;* my warm, fuzzy blue slippers and red polka-dot slippers. They keep my feet toasty warm in this frigid weather. I don't think I could live without them!&lt;br /&gt;* good eyesight (through vision correction, of course!).&lt;br /&gt;* Hair Biz in Waverly because they have unbeatable prices for haircuts.&lt;br /&gt;* tomorrow's date with Matt.&lt;br /&gt;* the pro-life movement and the heightened awareness about abortion.&lt;br /&gt;* Isaac's ability to not have meltdowns when Matt or I leave him for a while.... let's hope this doesn't creep up on us during the next year.&lt;br /&gt;* Mommies Night Out once a month.&lt;br /&gt;* having a working fireplace and a husband who starts the fires... in more ways than one. he he! (just had to say that!!!)&lt;br /&gt;* all of the lives saved during the recent plane crash.&lt;br /&gt;* clean laundry.&lt;br /&gt;* Isaac wanting to give hugs and kisses.&lt;br /&gt;* Jesus' unchanging and never-ending love for me.&lt;br /&gt;* being able to turn to the throne of grace in my time of need, which is all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This list could go on and on and on.... for now, I'll stop here. These are some things I've been thinking about recently, and it helps to write so I remember to say thank you to Jesus for who He is and to know every good and perfect gift comes from above. I cherish this life He gives me, and my desire is to honor Him and give Him all the glory. For He alone is worthy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-2228923358412373560?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/2228923358412373560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=2228923358412373560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/2228923358412373560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/2228923358412373560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-thankful-for.html' title='I&apos;m Thankful For....'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-7206711235921472628</id><published>2009-01-20T16:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T17:30:24.839-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update....</title><content type='html'>Isaac did remarkably well today. We were off to the base bright and early... or should I say early and dark! Isaac and I aren't used to being awake when it's still pitch black outside. I knew a refreshing shower and some hot java (Matt makes the best!) would be just what I needed to start the day out strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The staff members at the ambulatory procedure unit were wonderful. When we arrived, we were immediately taken to our room. The nurse then asked me all kinds of questions, and we put Isaac's gown on him. He looked really cute. I wish I would've taken the camera and snapped a couple pictures! The doctor came in to speak with me and take a peek at Isaac. We then waited for a few minutes and read some books. Isaac was in great spirits and sat so nicely on my lap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed down to the O.R., and I stayed with Isaac for a while before the procedure. The anesthesiologist talked to me about what kind of anesthesia Isaac would have and what to expect when he woke. Isaac and I prayed together before they took him. It was truly one of the sweetest moments I've had with my son. We held hands and asked Jesus to walk with him and help him not fear. Isaac loves praying, and as we prayed this morning, God gave us peace. God absolutely answered our prayers. Isaac reached up for the nurse anesthetist and waved bye-bye to me! My sweet little boy showed lots of courage today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited outside the O.R. for about a half hour or so before the doctor came to talk with me. He said everything went very well and that Isaac was waking up but would be a little cranky. Boy, was that ever true!! I guess the anesthesia makes little guys feel really crummy and irritable. We stayed in the recovery area for a half hour, and Isaac was a squirmy bug the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally headed back to our room and remained there for about two more hours. The anesthesia was wearing off minute by minute, and Isaac began perking up. I didn't pack him a meal because I thought he would be so groggy and wouldn't want to eat anything. This is literally the first time I haven't packed him some food when we've gone out for a while. Normally, I pack enough for two meals. Today, I only had some snacks for him. Big mistake! He wanted to eat! He drank two boxes of apple juice, a small carton of milk and ate some graham crackers, goldfish and raisins. He was hungry. They didn't even have applesauce or anything for him. I thought I might have to order some room service! Thankfully they had a full supply of crackers. Who knows... I might get a bill for all he consumed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we left, we had to make sure Isaac had a wet diaper. This seemed to take forever! We sat on the bed and watched part of the Inauguration and some other shows. I was just ready to go go go! I checked his diaper every ten minutes or so, and when I felt even the slightest wetness, I let the nurse know. She gave me Isaac's discharge papers, and we were &lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt; on our way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaac and I were both pretty sleepy when we got home. I made us some lunch before we both napped. Isaac chowed down on some scrambled eggs with cheese, a banana, some blueberries, and a piece of wheat bread. The doctor prescribed him some Tylenol with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;codeine&lt;/span&gt;, but he didn't seem to need any pain medication. You would never know he had any type of surgical procedure today. He's been a terrific sport throughout the entire day; I'm thankful everything went so smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I just need to snatch him away from Daddy so he can get some good rest tonight. Playtime will have to wait until tomorrow! Thank you, everyone who prayed for Isaac. Goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-7206711235921472628?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/7206711235921472628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=7206711235921472628' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/7206711235921472628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/7206711235921472628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2009/01/update.html' title='Update....'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-2522944741071250765</id><published>2009-01-19T12:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T14:04:04.049-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayer request for Isaac</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow morning at 6:30 am, Isaac is having a small urology procedure at the clinic on base. This isn't anything major, but we would love some prayers for our little toddler. I know he'll be okay, and I'm sure this will bother me more than him because I know they have to give him a prick or two for the I.V. As a parent, I wish I could take his pain upon myself. Thankfully, the procedure is early in the morning and only lasts about ten minutes. He can then come home and rest the remainder of the day. We're hitting the sack earlier tonight; I know my baby will need a well-rested mama in the morning! Please pray for a smooth procedure and speedy recovery. I'll update you tomorrow with how Isaac is doing. Thanks so much, family and friends!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-2522944741071250765?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/2522944741071250765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=2522944741071250765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/2522944741071250765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/2522944741071250765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2009/01/prayer-request-for-isaac.html' title='Prayer request for Isaac'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-7589501811606527804</id><published>2009-01-13T07:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T08:39:22.427-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a great morning!</title><content type='html'>This week is proving to be much better than last week. Isaac was sick for exactly one week. He has never been as sick as he was this time. It started last Monday, so I took him to the doctor Wednesday. He woke up Thursday morning all smiles with no fever; I thought we were in the clear. But no, he got worse that evening, and I really think it's because I took him back to the doctor for his follow-up appointment. I should have kept him home and away from the germ-laden doctor's office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy to report Isaac is getting back to himself. He is sitting here with me jabbering up a storm saying, "Kix", "hat", "pen", dad, "ma-mam-a" (banana) and "type" because he wants to help Mommy type! What a joy this little boy is to me. I'm blessed to be his mommy, and I'm blessed to be the daughter of the King. The Lord carried us through this last week, and He gave us the strength to endure some sleepless nights. Now, Isaac's ready to let me kiss all over his cute little cheeks. Did I mention that I love this little guy? Here's to a great morning spending time with my healthy, beautiful, cuddle-bug Isaac!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-7589501811606527804?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/7589501811606527804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=7589501811606527804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/7589501811606527804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/7589501811606527804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-great-morning.html' title='What a great morning!'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-4507646603150347269</id><published>2009-01-11T15:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T16:03:22.411-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Smart Little Boy!</title><content type='html'>Today, as Matt and I were getting ready to head out to Pier 1, Isaac once again surprised us with his smarts. Matt was putting Isaac's shoes on him and accidentally started to put one shoe on the wrong foot. Isaac gave Matt a bewildered look and immediately pointed to the other foot! We cracked up laughing at how much he knows about simple things. He surely wasn't going to let Daddy dress him funny!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-4507646603150347269?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/4507646603150347269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=4507646603150347269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/4507646603150347269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/4507646603150347269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2009/01/one-smart-little-boy.html' title='One Smart Little Boy!'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-6224201575178839125</id><published>2009-01-07T19:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T19:56:15.849-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...Happy New Year...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SWVyK-JvJFI/AAAAAAAAAG0/F98O0blOjmA/s1600-h/IMG_4304.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Welcome to 2009, everyone! I hope you are each off to a fantabulous start this year. Life around our house is a bit off this week. Isaac came down with some type of sniffly-snotty bug Monday afternoon, which then turned into a 102.5 temperature, which then lead us to the doctor today. His ears and throat look wonderful, but the doctor was somewhat concerned with his fever. She suggested taking a blood sample to make sure his white blood count wasn't screaming high. We waited in the office for about an hour for the results... normal count! He doesn't need any antibiotics. I'm glad because I'm not a fan of giving my child antibiotics if they can be avoided. He needs lots of liquids, rest and a good dose of Tylenol and Motrin often. I'm taking him for a follow-up appointment tomorrow morning; the doctor wants to make sure he doesn't develop anything else. WPAFB has good pediatric care. I'm impressed! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Here are a few photos of our New Year's celebration with some good friends and my family from Michigan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288758870224610386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SWVyK-JvJFI/AAAAAAAAAG0/F98O0blOjmA/s320/IMG_4304.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Here comes trouble... and pure cuteness, too! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288758862918112210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SWVyKi7u09I/AAAAAAAAAGs/-4k9U2DTDbY/s320/IMG_3171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;"Wow, Pappy! Look at your ceiling!" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SWVyKrZbehI/AAAAAAAAAGk/kGXzGAV5_iI/s1600-h/IMG_3158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288758865190156818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SWVyKrZbehI/AAAAAAAAAGk/kGXzGAV5_iI/s320/IMG_3158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Laughing with Aunt Christel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SWVyKV7bfLI/AAAAAAAAAGc/A1KFm0nOMJY/s1600-h/IMG_3168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288758859427183794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SWVyKV7bfLI/AAAAAAAAAGc/A1KFm0nOMJY/s320/IMG_3168.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sweet, sweet, sweet and more sweet! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SWVyJ0JHmYI/AAAAAAAAAGU/_OWnJPn7KWo/s1600-h/IMG_3165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288758850357795202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SWVyJ0JHmYI/AAAAAAAAAGU/_OWnJPn7KWo/s320/IMG_3165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My oldest brother, Curt, and my niece and nephew, Ian and Hannah. Sean and Casey were on vacation in Texas. Sorry you missed the picture! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We had a great New Year's celebration and look forward to all the Lord has in store for us in 2009. We rejoice in knowing God, knowing He has our lives in His hands, and knowing He is sovereign in all things - the good and bad. We give Him thanks for our family and friends. May you have a joyous year in 2009!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-6224201575178839125?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/6224201575178839125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=6224201575178839125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/6224201575178839125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/6224201575178839125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title='...Happy New Year...'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SWVyK-JvJFI/AAAAAAAAAG0/F98O0blOjmA/s72-c/IMG_4304.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-2596372782500882140</id><published>2008-12-29T20:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T21:09:45.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a little discouraged... a little encouraged</title><content type='html'>Today I had my first appointment w/my G.I. doctor here in Dayton. Well, I shouldn't say first appointment because he was my doctor prior to moving to Boston. I saw my doctor in Boston just before moving home, and everything has been terrific with my health. I just needed to start my follow-up/routine care with this doctor. I am incredibly thankful that I get to see him; he is a wonderful doctor and has all of my records!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today we talked about what has happened over the past couple of years since last seeing me as his patient. Long story short, we talked about me having a baby and how I changed meds due to nursing. I told him about my flare after Isaac was born and about how my doctor changed my meds so I could nurse. He respected her opinion on everything. (I actually called him when I was in Boston to get his opinion on continuing my meds during pregnancy. They were always on the same page!) The only thing he is concerned about, is my current medication. It's not as "potent" if you will, as the medication that I was on for years and years. Again, the only reason I switched was for nursing purposes (actually relactating, but we don't need the details of that!). I have done so well so I didn't go back to the old med. Are you following? Sorry if I'm confusing you! (It's late, and I'm not with it!) Anyways, Crohn's is such a chaotic illness. It's up and down, up and down... just like the weather. It's hard to predict how I might feel months from now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Romeo (cute name, hunh?!) feels okay with me staying on this med. right now because I did have a colonoscopy before leaving Boston, and it revealed that I have NO active disease! Whew... a huge blessing! He just didn't want me to be convinced that this medication will always be strong enough... but maybe it is! So, for now I'll stay on it (Lialda) and hope I continue to stay in remission. We'll keep the old med. (6-MP) in our back pocket. Also, if I do become pregnant, we'll have to decide which med. I should take. There are so many factors, and the goal for pregnancy is remission. We don't want ANY flares during that time, but we can cross that bridge when needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I am happy with our visit today. Dr. Romeo is supportive and very knowledgeable in his field. I have another appointment in 2 months, and we'll talk more about my med. then. For now, I'm grateful I'm doing so well. I owe it ALL to the Lord. I know I am in good hands!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-2596372782500882140?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/2596372782500882140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=2596372782500882140' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/2596372782500882140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/2596372782500882140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2008/12/little-discouraged-little-encouraged.html' title='a little discouraged... a little encouraged'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-4918726135153068265</id><published>2008-12-25T15:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T21:20:32.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Wish You a Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SVQbnu4friI/AAAAAAAAAFA/OOXhG63DTwE/s1600-h/IMG_3005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283878632226270754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SVQbnu4friI/AAAAAAAAAFA/OOXhG63DTwE/s320/IMG_3005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mmmm... yummy cut-out cookies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SVQbne_iR2I/AAAAAAAAAE4/Tpndvvpdb4o/s1600-h/IMG_3021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283878627960833890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SVQbne_iR2I/AAAAAAAAAE4/Tpndvvpdb4o/s320/IMG_3021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All of them nestled together, ready to eat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283878623658887778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SVQbnO93ymI/AAAAAAAAAEw/iLpzOTpG-dk/s320/IMG_3018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This tree and stocking are my favorite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283878635526278274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SVQbn7LRzII/AAAAAAAAAFI/ZXKTwt3EE0w/s320/IMG_3033.JPG" border="0" /&gt; A tuckered-out and chapped-cheeked Isaac sleeping in his car seat on the way home from Grandma Linda's and Grandpa Chuck's... late on Christmas Eve!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283963588202715106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SVRo40jr1-I/AAAAAAAAAFg/y-4qWLl3dEo/s320/IMG_3047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Opening one of Daddy's presents &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283962755911512850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SVRoIYB_8xI/AAAAAAAAAFY/BTY84ucaCcw/s320/IMG_3049.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Wow! A sweater!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Merry Christmas to all.... AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-4918726135153068265?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/4918726135153068265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=4918726135153068265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/4918726135153068265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/4918726135153068265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2008/12/we-wish-you-merry-christmas.html' title='We Wish You a Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SVQbnu4friI/AAAAAAAAAFA/OOXhG63DTwE/s72-c/IMG_3005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-7969354227306330079</id><published>2008-12-23T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T08:59:42.684-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our (impromtu) Christmas Photo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Matt tried to get this photo printed at both CVS and Walgreens and didn't have any success. Apparently, the machines are/were malfunctioning. I'm resorting to posting our photo/Christmas card/holiday wishes on my blog. Matt is out right now trying yet again to get some prints. We'll see! If I don't get my cards in the mail, or if they get to you in 2012, please know we love you all and will do better next year. Merry Christmas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283030976375608898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SVEYrqxA1kI/AAAAAAAAAEo/e36zWt8OUfU/s320/IMG_2959b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&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/546582180365995546-7969354227306330079?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/7969354227306330079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=7969354227306330079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/7969354227306330079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/7969354227306330079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2008/12/our-impromtu-christmas-photo.html' title='Our (impromtu) Christmas Photo'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SVEYrqxA1kI/AAAAAAAAAEo/e36zWt8OUfU/s72-c/IMG_2959b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-1164576670320554584</id><published>2008-12-20T11:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T11:17:21.505-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the happenings...</title><content type='html'>Life around the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Nelms&lt;/span&gt;' household is wonderfully pleasant! Matt is officially finished with school for the quarter. I'm not supposed to brag about him on here, but I'm going to because I'm so proud of him! He did amazingly well this quarter. Moving back and starting school, all while looking after a toddler is challenging. I'm happy to report that despite all of the changes, he still proves to be the smart and dedicated man I know him to be. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Shhh&lt;/span&gt;.... don't tell him I told you all this!!! So.... we're now just hanging out and soaking up all the free time on our hands. We had dinner with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Zeunes&lt;/span&gt; the other night, and then my mom came up for a few days. I've loved all the free time so much that I've slacked on some of my housework. Now, I'm playing catch-up, which is totally okay with me! Today, we're off in search of some furniture for our basement and lodge area (think of it as a cozy den with a fireplace!). I do hope to find some decent prices. I'm more than ready to have all of our house in order! Boy, it sure takes a long time, doesn't it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... there you have it. A short little account of our lives over the past week or so. I'll post some photos soon, but for now.......... thanks for reading my random paragraph!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-1164576670320554584?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/1164576670320554584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=1164576670320554584' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/1164576670320554584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/1164576670320554584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2008/12/happenings.html' title='the happenings...'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-6826803730893751642</id><published>2008-12-14T17:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T17:44:34.781-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mary's Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I read through this the other day and wanted to share it with you straight from the Bible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Mary sang this just after Gabriel appeared to her with news that she would deliver the Christ-child. How beautiful that the baby she delivered would later on deliver her! Mary loved the Lord and was humbled knowing God desired to use her in such a powerful and glorious way. Mary was certainly blessed, and we can learn much from her praise-giving song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And Mary said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My soul magnifies the Lord,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And my spirit has rejoiced in God my Savior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For He has regarded the lowly state of His maidservant;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;For behold, henceforth all generations will call me blessed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For He who is mighty has done great things for me, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And holy is His name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And His mercy is on those who fear Him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;From generation to generation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He has shown strength with His arm;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;He has scattered the proud in the imagination of their hearts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He has put down the mighty from their thrones,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And exalted the lowly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He has filled the hungry with good things,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And the rich He has sent away empty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He has helped His servant Israel,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;In remembrance of His mercy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As He spoke to our fathers,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To Abraham and to his seed forever.&lt;/em&gt; (Luke: 1:46-55)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;May God be exalted this Christmas season in our lives. May we stand in humble awe of his Son and what He did for humanity through Jesus' birth, death and resurrection. I don't know about you, but I am eternally grateful that Christ came to live. And not just to live, but to live righteously and holy and to walk through every temptation without sin. This baffles my mind. He didn't deserve the cross; we did. Yet, He laid down his life for the joy set before him. For in the end, he knew His righteousness would bring us life. Let us bow before the Baby in the manger and give praise to God for sending us His beautiful Son.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-6826803730893751642?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/6826803730893751642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=6826803730893751642' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/6826803730893751642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/6826803730893751642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2008/12/marys-song.html' title='Mary&apos;s Song'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-8536443159516963667</id><published>2008-12-11T11:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:13:49.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spiderman with Uncle Sean</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="363" height="292" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2468fbab2f97e0fe" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2468fbab2f97e0fe%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329914769%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1C3CFCBDAEFFE4A6E45C2E6A94B1157540E227AC.39E45C857A3A019293DFCDE16E546B8B0ED0EFE9%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2468fbab2f97e0fe%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DWFaZISyp-vbdKpXdp9VMAoFVj_E&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="363" height="292" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2468fbab2f97e0fe%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329914769%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D1C3CFCBDAEFFE4A6E45C2E6A94B1157540E227AC.39E45C857A3A019293DFCDE16E546B8B0ED0EFE9%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2468fbab2f97e0fe%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DWFaZISyp-vbdKpXdp9VMAoFVj_E&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-8536443159516963667?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=2468fbab2f97e0fe&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/8536443159516963667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=8536443159516963667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/8536443159516963667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/8536443159516963667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2008/12/spiderman-with-uncle-sean.html' title='Spiderman with Uncle Sean'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-2388848214409334739</id><published>2008-12-04T09:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T17:49:46.892-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Child, A Mother - Two Separate People</title><content type='html'>More from &lt;em&gt;Why Pro-Life? Caring for the Unborn and Their Mothers&lt;/em&gt; by Randy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Alcorn&lt;/span&gt; (bold emphasis mine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many supporters of the pro-choice (abortion) movement argue that a baby is part of his mom. This is untrue:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A body part is defined by the common genetic code it shares with the rest of its body. Every cell of the mother's tonsils, appendix, heart, and lungs shares the same genetic code. The unborn child also has a genetic code, but it is &lt;strong&gt;distinctly&lt;/strong&gt; different from his mother's. Every cell of his body is uniquely his, each different from every cell of his mother's body. Often his blood type is also different, and half the time his gender is different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the woman's body is the only one involved in a pregnancy, then consider the body parts she must have - two noses, four legs, two sets of fingerprints, two brains, two circulatory systems, and two skeletal systems. Half the time she must also have male genitals. If it's impossible for a woman to have male genitals, then the boy she is carrying cannot be part of her body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Chinese&lt;/span&gt; zygote implanted in a Swedish woman will always be Chinese, not Swedish, because his identity is based on his genetic code, not that of the body in which he resides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A child may die and the mother live, or the mother may die and the child live, proving they are two separate individuals. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He writes more on the inconsistencies we see in our society:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"At the Medical University of South Carolina, if a pregnant woman's urine test indicates cocaine use, she can be arrested for distributing drugs to a minor. Similarly, in Illinois a pregnant woman who takes an illegal drug can be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;prosecuted&lt;/span&gt; for 'delivering a controlled substance to a minor.' This is an explicit recognition that the unborn is a &lt;strong&gt;person&lt;/strong&gt; with rights, deserving protection even from his mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, that same woman who's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;prosecuted&lt;/span&gt; and jailed for endangering her child is &lt;em&gt;free to abort that same child&lt;/em&gt;. In America today, it's illegal to harm your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;preborn&lt;/span&gt; child, but it's perfectly legal to kill him. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Being inside something isn't the same as being part of something. (A car isn't part of a garage because it's parked there.) Louise Brown, the first test-tube baby, was conceived when sperm and egg joined in a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Petri&lt;/span&gt; dish. Did she become part of her mother's body when she was placed in her uterus? No more than she'd been part of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Petri&lt;/span&gt; dish when she lived there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human beings shouldn't be discriminated against because of their place of residence. There's nothing about birth that makes a baby &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;essentially&lt;/span&gt; different than he was before birth. There's no magic that changes a child's nature when she moves twenty inches, from inside her mother to outside."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-2388848214409334739?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/2388848214409334739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=2388848214409334739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/2388848214409334739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/2388848214409334739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2008/12/child-is-seperate-person-from-his-or.html' title='A Child, A Mother - Two Separate People'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-546582180365995546.post-6523005710267085016</id><published>2008-12-01T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T09:36:10.637-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Pappy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;My Pappy is one of my favorite people in the whole wide world. He has taught me so many things about life and the purpose of it - to bring glory to God in all I say and do. He isn't a perfect man, but He knows the One who is perfect. He prayed daily for my salvation when I was lost and for those in our family. Many have received God's gift but others still need to know His love and grace. Pappy prays and prays, and I will always admire this quality about him. Pappy is devoted to Jesus; I'm grateful for his leadership in our family. (Can you now see where Isaac gets his large-shaped head? I've always said, "Isaac has Pappy's head"! It's definitely a Withrow trait!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/STQaFbqcrsI/AAAAAAAAAEY/G3p1xoRa3VA/s1600-h/IMG_2484_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274869744185159362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/STQaFbqcrsI/AAAAAAAAAEY/G3p1xoRa3VA/s320/IMG_2484_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My wonderful and loving Pappy. I took this picture when we moved back to Ohio in August. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274871524821055778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/STQbtFDIOSI/AAAAAAAAAEg/VB2Dr8cdJCM/s320/IMG_2491.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Isaac and Pappy laughing! He is such a gentle man. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/546582180365995546-6523005710267085016?l=inhisgrace210.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/feeds/6523005710267085016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=546582180365995546&amp;postID=6523005710267085016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/6523005710267085016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/546582180365995546/posts/default/6523005710267085016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inhisgrace210.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-pappy.html' title='My Pappy'/><author><name>Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08388437379098926327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/SPKtQCqtA7I/AAAAAAAAAAM/AaumO-YST8A/S220/Isaac+7-7.5+months+034.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs5iyTMH1WQ/STQaFbqcrsI/AAAAAAAAAEY/G3p1xoRa3VA/s72-c/IMG_2484_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
