<?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-7293477526499070182</id><updated>2011-07-08T06:30:47.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Moore Family</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293477526499070182/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Denice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14335932491380841755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293477526499070182.post-1958814752218308186</id><published>2009-10-03T16:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T16:09:57.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Look what I can do!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SsfZOClWMjI/AAAAAAAAAHg/a2ThJV0ENJc/s1600-h/103_0867.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388514314406998578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SsfZOClWMjI/AAAAAAAAAHg/a2ThJV0ENJc/s320/103_0867.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388514327599585922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SsfZOzutGoI/AAAAAAAAAHo/A0y7YqMwwVk/s320/103_0868.jpg" /&gt;Thats right boys and girls Bridgett is writing her name!  Ok so she forgot the d and the e could be better but other than that I think she is doing AMAZING! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7293477526499070182-1958814752218308186?l=moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/1958814752218308186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com/2009/10/look-what-i-can-do.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293477526499070182/posts/default/1958814752218308186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293477526499070182/posts/default/1958814752218308186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com/2009/10/look-what-i-can-do.html' title='Look what I can do!'/><author><name>Denice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14335932491380841755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SsfZOClWMjI/AAAAAAAAAHg/a2ThJV0ENJc/s72-c/103_0867.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293477526499070182.post-4482711247480372927</id><published>2009-10-03T16:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T16:39:11.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cookie Cake</title><content type='html'>We decided to make good use of all that cookie dough we bought from a fundraiser and amade a cookie cake tonight!  The kids wanted to decorate so we divided it into thirds and let each of them decorate a piece.  It was very yummy and we all had lots of fun!   The cookie didn't last long but the memories made will last a lifetime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SsffT2hFYBI/AAAAAAAAAJA/aIHjy2yUljY/s1600-h/103_0843.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388521011316875282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SsffT2hFYBI/AAAAAAAAAJA/aIHjy2yUljY/s320/103_0843.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SsffTRyAqhI/AAAAAAAAAI4/lXm98IVr8Ag/s1600-h/103_0844.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388521001455757842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SsffTRyAqhI/AAAAAAAAAI4/lXm98IVr8Ag/s320/103_0844.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SsffS92EdWI/AAAAAAAAAIw/GNV1E-DRmG0/s1600-h/103_0846.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388520996104074594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SsffS92EdWI/AAAAAAAAAIw/GNV1E-DRmG0/s320/103_0846.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/Ssfe-lTgTgI/AAAAAAAAAIo/OyP1MLeA5qo/s1600-h/103_0850.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388520645919264258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/Ssfe-lTgTgI/AAAAAAAAAIo/OyP1MLeA5qo/s320/103_0850.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/Ssfe-M7uZ7I/AAAAAAAAAIg/i5-1BrInFs0/s1600-h/103_0856.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388520639377074098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/Ssfe-M7uZ7I/AAAAAAAAAIg/i5-1BrInFs0/s320/103_0856.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                       Bridgett couldn't resist a bite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/Ssfe9kzceTI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WFBjgcgVuDM/s1600-h/103_0859.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388520628604926258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/Ssfe9kzceTI/AAAAAAAAAIY/WFBjgcgVuDM/s320/103_0859.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/Ssfe9MQBPuI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/dFgJPQ6ofmg/s1600-h/103_0861.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388520622013890274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/Ssfe9MQBPuI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/dFgJPQ6ofmg/s320/103_0861.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                              So proud of the outcome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/Ssfe852HkSI/AAAAAAAAAII/QY4W0_5bhKQ/s1600-h/103_0866.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388520617073414434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/Ssfe852HkSI/AAAAAAAAAII/QY4W0_5bhKQ/s320/103_0866.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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7293477526499070182-4482711247480372927?l=moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/4482711247480372927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com/2009/10/cookie-cake.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293477526499070182/posts/default/4482711247480372927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293477526499070182/posts/default/4482711247480372927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com/2009/10/cookie-cake.html' title='Cookie Cake'/><author><name>Denice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14335932491380841755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SsffT2hFYBI/AAAAAAAAAJA/aIHjy2yUljY/s72-c/103_0843.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293477526499070182.post-8160170143431742397</id><published>2009-09-27T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T16:29:15.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chuck E Cheese and Ice Skating</title><content type='html'>So today was the first of many I'm sure! We had to manage 2 birthday parties that were going on at the same time! A little girl in Bradley's class was having her birthday party at Chuck E. Cheese and a little girl in Taylor's class was having her birthday party at the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Icearium&lt;/span&gt; in Knoxville! We couldn't not let Bradley go to his party because it was his 1st school party and he was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;soooo&lt;/span&gt; excited! Taylor has been going to parties and things for a couple of years now and when it's for school friends we don't let the other 2 kids go because I don't think it's fair, it is Taylor's friend &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;after all&lt;/span&gt;. So when Bradley brought home the invitation he was overjoyed! He was going to go to a party and Taylor couldn't go! Now Taylor had missed the first party that someone in her class had this year so there was no way she was going to let us live it down if she had to miss this one! So Bradley's party started at 3 so I went with him to it and Taylor's started at 4 so Scott (who doesn't do parties!) went with her. It was a very hectic day but we made it through! Here are a few pictures of Bradley at Chuck E. Cheese but I didn't manage to get any of Taylor since I wasn't there! Happy Birthday Trinity and Haven! &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                  Bradley and Trinity&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388518612827537218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SsfdIPcqf0I/AAAAAAAAAIA/qTKz3Cb0UPc/s320/103_0831.jpg" /&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;                                                                    riding the horse&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_5388518596489652498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SsfdHSlaKRI/AAAAAAAAAH4/yrjRB3IMnbg/s320/103_0832.jpg" /&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;                                                               and on the motorcycle&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_5388518595096038850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SsfdHNZJTcI/AAAAAAAAAHw/8IwHvzVv8A4/s320/103_0835.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7293477526499070182-8160170143431742397?l=moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/8160170143431742397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com/2009/09/chuck-e-cheese-and-ice-skating.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293477526499070182/posts/default/8160170143431742397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293477526499070182/posts/default/8160170143431742397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com/2009/09/chuck-e-cheese-and-ice-skating.html' title='Chuck E Cheese and Ice Skating'/><author><name>Denice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14335932491380841755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SsfdIPcqf0I/AAAAAAAAAIA/qTKz3Cb0UPc/s72-c/103_0831.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293477526499070182.post-342193685490731472</id><published>2009-09-22T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T16:53:42.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Fair</title><content type='html'>Our love for reading makes the book fair a favorite for us! I worked helping set up and then worked a couple of other days as well so I had the chance to get a few Christmas presents out of the way! Bridgett went in with me when I was working and she kept Amanda busy the whole time! I wish I had gotten a picture of it because she was sitting in the rocker reading book after book to her! She also made another new friend when another mom who was working had her little girl who was about Bridgett's age with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All 3 of the kids loved picking out new books and seeing Clifford! Here are a few pictures that I did manage to take!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bradley's class with Clifford&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SsfhUs0D7uI/AAAAAAAAAJg/e_50VzJbQRc/s1600-h/103_0750.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388523224915242722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SsfhUs0D7uI/AAAAAAAAAJg/e_50VzJbQRc/s320/103_0750.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to get Mrs. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hatcher&lt;/span&gt; in there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SsfhUEIrKYI/AAAAAAAAAJY/kAXgPYJytxQ/s1600-h/103_0751.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388523213995846018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SsfhUEIrKYI/AAAAAAAAAJY/kAXgPYJytxQ/s320/103_0751.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridgett, Bradley and Clifford&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SsfhT3UrU9I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/O__vXC99Txo/s1600-h/103_0752.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388523210556527570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SsfhT3UrU9I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/O__vXC99Txo/s320/103_0752.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one of the days I was working Clifford decided he needed a nap and dozed off on us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SsfhTQ0sg_I/AAAAAAAAAJI/iNLwfQW-q84/s1600-h/103_0830.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388523200221840370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SsfhTQ0sg_I/AAAAAAAAAJI/iNLwfQW-q84/s320/103_0830.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/7293477526499070182-342193685490731472?l=moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/342193685490731472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com/2009/10/book-fair.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293477526499070182/posts/default/342193685490731472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293477526499070182/posts/default/342193685490731472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com/2009/10/book-fair.html' title='Book Fair'/><author><name>Denice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14335932491380841755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SsfhUs0D7uI/AAAAAAAAAJg/e_50VzJbQRc/s72-c/103_0750.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293477526499070182.post-8853233569799790802</id><published>2009-09-13T11:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T11:47:53.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>B Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Bradley had his first big project for school to do this weekend! Next week they will be learning about Community Helpers (ie. police &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;officers&lt;/span&gt;, firemen, doctors, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;etc&lt;/span&gt;.) so Mrs. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hatcher&lt;/span&gt; sent home a cut out of a person for them to decorate as what they want to be when they grow up. Most of the kids made doctors or policemen or even singers or something like that, not Bradley! He has always been the type to do his own thing and never goes with the crowd (which I encourage to the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;fullest&lt;/span&gt;!) so he wanted to be a superhero which he named B Man! We went to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt; and picked out some things to turn this dull white paper into a superhero and this is what we got! I thought it looked pretty darn good if I do say so myself!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                     He was so proud!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388445929093472562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SsebBfcEITI/AAAAAAAAAGo/xxSWKXckVsE/s320/103_0746.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only concern he had was he wasn't sure that Mrs. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hatcher&lt;/span&gt; would know what a superhero was!  I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;assured&lt;/span&gt; him that she would because lets be real what can be closer to a superhero than a mom or teacher and she just happens to be both!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7293477526499070182-8853233569799790802?l=moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/8853233569799790802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com/2009/09/b-man.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293477526499070182/posts/default/8853233569799790802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293477526499070182/posts/default/8853233569799790802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com/2009/09/b-man.html' title='B Man'/><author><name>Denice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14335932491380841755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SsebBfcEITI/AAAAAAAAAGo/xxSWKXckVsE/s72-c/103_0746.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293477526499070182.post-889168351157272956</id><published>2009-09-12T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T17:14:29.005-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rocket Romp Kickoff</title><content type='html'>We have only 1 fundraiser each year so we kinda make a big deal about it!  The kids raise money for walking laps and it's called Rocket Romp (we are the Eaton Rockets!).  Today we had our kickoff event complete with a hot air balloon and everthing!  Here are a few pictures of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                               The balloon going up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/Ssfm2yUujyI/AAAAAAAAAK4/OhVPJEeV2JA/s1600-h/103_0676.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388529308068122402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/Ssfm2yUujyI/AAAAAAAAAK4/OhVPJEeV2JA/s320/103_0676.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SsfmUED547I/AAAAAAAAAKw/w-bXV6IBFYg/s1600-h/103_0678.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388528711533978546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SsfmUED547I/AAAAAAAAAKw/w-bXV6IBFYg/s320/103_0678.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        We are sending the teachers who are in the balloon up up and away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SsfmThia66I/AAAAAAAAAKo/9GUbUBs4ITQ/s1600-h/103_0688.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388528702266731426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SsfmThia66I/AAAAAAAAAKo/9GUbUBs4ITQ/s320/103_0688.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SsfmTdqD7II/AAAAAAAAAKg/7gDwUewX-pk/s1600-h/103_0689.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388528701225036930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SsfmTdqD7II/AAAAAAAAAKg/7gDwUewX-pk/s320/103_0689.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      Here are 5 of our 8 kindergarten teachers all dressed for wacky day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SsfmSyrwucI/AAAAAAAAAKY/R_YdwB0EoJ4/s1600-h/103_0692.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388528689689442754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SsfmSyrwucI/AAAAAAAAAKY/R_YdwB0EoJ4/s320/103_0692.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SsfmSRtvJ1I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/M4D9kGIU82M/s1600-h/103_0695.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388528680839358290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SsfmSRtvJ1I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/M4D9kGIU82M/s320/103_0695.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/Ssflrz-8vKI/AAAAAAAAAKI/8OkFX0kjWwY/s1600-h/103_0697.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388528020023458978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/Ssflrz-8vKI/AAAAAAAAAKI/8OkFX0kjWwY/s320/103_0697.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                        Bradley with some of his friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SsflrVYUMXI/AAAAAAAAAKA/W97I2WXCJA8/s1600-h/103_0701.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388528011808354674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SsflrVYUMXI/AAAAAAAAAKA/W97I2WXCJA8/s320/103_0701.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                  Mrs. Hall and Mr. Pig&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/Ssflq0sAtwI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/sh0caw3mPGI/s1600-h/103_0703.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388528003032594178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/Ssflq0sAtwI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/sh0caw3mPGI/s320/103_0703.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   Taylor's friend Abby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SsflqhqWIMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/9Lq-M2qcOTY/s1600-h/103_0704.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388527997925335234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SsflqhqWIMI/AAAAAAAAAJw/9Lq-M2qcOTY/s320/103_0704.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                       Taylor and some of her friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SsflqLb3E1I/AAAAAAAAAJo/HrsHwLDpnzs/s1600-h/103_0705.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388527991958999890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SsflqLb3E1I/AAAAAAAAAJo/HrsHwLDpnzs/s320/103_0705.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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7293477526499070182-889168351157272956?l=moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/889168351157272956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com/2009/09/rocket-romp-kickoff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293477526499070182/posts/default/889168351157272956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293477526499070182/posts/default/889168351157272956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com/2009/09/rocket-romp-kickoff.html' title='Rocket Romp Kickoff'/><author><name>Denice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14335932491380841755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/Ssfm2yUujyI/AAAAAAAAAK4/OhVPJEeV2JA/s72-c/103_0676.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293477526499070182.post-4414034493720176764</id><published>2009-09-12T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T12:32:42.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spirit Week</title><content type='html'>We had spirit week at Eaton this week and boy did we have fun! Wednesday was favorite team day and it caused quite the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;commotion&lt;/span&gt; at our house! Bradley came home from school on Tuesday telling me that we had to go shopping for some "Tennessee Orange" because "Mrs. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hatcher&lt;/span&gt; said tomorrow is Tennessee Orange Day." Well for those of you who don't know this already we are NOT Tennessee fans around here! GASP! I'm sure I just lost a few readers there! Yes we are traitors around the Moore &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;household&lt;/span&gt;! Scott has been a Penn State fan since he was a kid and that's who we all root for! We don't root against the Vols (unless they happen to be playing Penn State) but we just aren't wearing any orange around here either! So anyway for those of you who didn't click the little X in the upper right hand corner as soon as you read that I will go on with my story! This is how the conversation went after Bradley told me that...Me: "No, honey tomorrow is favorite team day. If Tennessee is your favorite team then you wear Tennessee &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;orange&lt;/span&gt; but if you like another team then you can wear that team." Bradley: "But Mrs. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hatcher&lt;/span&gt; said it is Tennessee orange day." (And we all know at this age you think parents and teachers are NEVER wrong!) Me: "Well Mrs. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hatcher&lt;/span&gt; likes Tennessee best so for her it is Tennessee orange day but we like Penn State so you can wear Penn State tomorrow." Bradley: "NO that is not what Mrs. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hatcher&lt;/span&gt; said! Now we need to go buy me some Tennessee orange." Me: "Go ask your Daddy!" The next thing I hear is Daddy "What are they teaching my child at this school!" We ended up not dressing up for favorite team day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was pajama day &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; we had to take a trip to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt; to get some new &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;jammies&lt;/span&gt;. Not because my kids normally sleep in a t-shirt and their undies or anything cause I would NEVER let them do that! Nope, not me! Bridgett wanted to get new &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;jammies&lt;/span&gt; since the other kids were so she even wore &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;jammies&lt;/span&gt; all day Thursday! Somehow this is the only picture I managed to take on pajama day. This is Bradley with Chelsea and Brandon at lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SseeusjkXoI/AAAAAAAAAHY/l6PPTXVKOkM/s1600-h/103_0646.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388450004243603074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SseeusjkXoI/AAAAAAAAAHY/l6PPTXVKOkM/s320/103_0646.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was the best of them all! It was Wacky day and we had LOTS of fun with it! Bradley had been waiting for this one all week and it has always been Taylor's favorite! When we got up that morning we were running late and I didn't have time to get dressed so I dropped them off and came back home to get ready. The kids had been asking me to dress up wacky since I was going to be at the school all day but I was a little reluctant until I went through the line to drop them off and saw that Laura was dressed up! So I came home and got dressed and off I went! We had an awesome day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Wacky Taylor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SsedXniQzUI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/O4QoFTJJePs/s1600-h/103_0673.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388448508247330114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SsedXniQzUI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/O4QoFTJJePs/s320/103_0673.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wacky Bradley!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SsedXDfna9I/AAAAAAAAAHI/Zdk-0KlkGsw/s1600-h/103_0674.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388448498572553170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SsedXDfna9I/AAAAAAAAAHI/Zdk-0KlkGsw/s320/103_0674.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wacky Bridgett!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SsedWPd_eFI/AAAAAAAAAG4/001i7W_d6D4/s1600-h/103_0724.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388448484607096914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SsedWPd_eFI/AAAAAAAAAG4/001i7W_d6D4/s320/103_0724.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even Mom got in on the action today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388448495204839330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SsedW28sL6I/AAAAAAAAAHA/Y9vcerShEG8/s320/103_0720.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SsedVkAVcCI/AAAAAAAAAGw/rqShSZTF-DA/s1600-h/103_0727.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388448472939982882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SsedVkAVcCI/AAAAAAAAAGw/rqShSZTF-DA/s320/103_0727.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7293477526499070182-4414034493720176764?l=moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/4414034493720176764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com/2009/09/spirit-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293477526499070182/posts/default/4414034493720176764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293477526499070182/posts/default/4414034493720176764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com/2009/09/spirit-week.html' title='Spirit Week'/><author><name>Denice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14335932491380841755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SseeusjkXoI/AAAAAAAAAHY/l6PPTXVKOkM/s72-c/103_0646.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293477526499070182.post-5160600461647968613</id><published>2009-09-05T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T11:29:44.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CO-Sleeping</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SpoCwxXB4oI/AAAAAAAAADY/FoPbBp0esvM/s1600-h/Kasey+sleeping.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375612142127014530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SpoCwxXB4oI/AAAAAAAAADY/FoPbBp0esvM/s320/Kasey+sleeping.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this post started out as a cute picture I took when we were looking for Kasey the other night. We found her curled up in the bed with Taylor and Bradley-it was too cute! She loves to be with them all the time and would protect them from anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt; I said that it stared out as a post about the dog sleeping with the kids but now on to what it has turned into! I ran across a blog posting from a fellow mom asking for help. She is a single mom with 2 kids living in a 2 bedroom house. She was catching a lot of slack from her mom for letting the kids (1 boy, 4 and 1 girl, 6) share a room. This struck a bad chord with me! Our house has 3 bedrooms and a bonus room which just needs a door put on to become a 4&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; bedroom. We see no need in using the bonus room for anything but a toy room at this point so Taylor has her own room and Bradley and Bridgett share a room with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;bunk beds&lt;/span&gt;. Well Bridgett still sleeps with us so her bed is never used! And Taylor has yet to sleep in her bed. As you can see from the picture she CHOOSES to sleep with her brother. They don't even want to sleep on the top and bottom bunks-they sleep in one bed! I think it is sweet and will never try to force them to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;separate&lt;/span&gt; until they are ready to do it on their own. So I'm sure you can tell what my advice to this mom was! I told her to tell her mom to mind her own business! They are kids for goodness sake, not to mention brother and sister! Don't take their innocence and pervert it. When they begin to get uncomfortable they will let you know!&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/7293477526499070182-5160600461647968613?l=moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/5160600461647968613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com/2009/08/co-sleeping.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293477526499070182/posts/default/5160600461647968613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293477526499070182/posts/default/5160600461647968613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com/2009/08/co-sleeping.html' title='CO-Sleeping'/><author><name>Denice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14335932491380841755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SpoCwxXB4oI/AAAAAAAAADY/FoPbBp0esvM/s72-c/Kasey+sleeping.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293477526499070182.post-2142320807118990810</id><published>2009-09-03T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T11:30:04.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrating Life</title><content type='html'>This past Sunday was fellowship Sunday for at church. This is where after church we all head over to the park to eat good food and fellowship with good friends. Our church is like a great big family and this gives us a chance to welcome in new people and get to know everyone a little better in an informal atmosphere. We do this the last Sunday of every month and it is always loads of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month we combined this day with a celebration that was very close to all of our hearts. We were celebrating the life of our dear friend Sam who turned 9 years old. The story starts on Memorial Day of 2008. Sam was out for a ride with his big brother Isaiah on their motorcycle/&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;dirt bikes&lt;/span&gt;. Sam was hit by a car that day and survived only by the Grace of God. At the hospital they were certain that Sam was going to lose his leg. There was no blood flowing to the leg and it was dead. There were many prayers sent up that day and God heard them all. He not only saved Sam's leg he has brought him around to a complete healing. It was not an easy road for Sam or his wonderful family but they never once lost faith. I truly believe had they not claimed a complete healing and had faith that God could deliver that it wouldn't have happened. Sam has an &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;testimony&lt;/span&gt; now and they give God the praise for it. We love you Sam and are very blessed to have gotten to celebrate with you today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sam on the slip-n-slide&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377442614101442626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SqCDkQ2QgEI/AAAAAAAAAFg/dMlqlL9HChs/s320/F10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377442632087580130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SqCDlT2fLeI/AAAAAAAAAFw/foUnrA74t1k/s320/F5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alvin had to have a turn on it too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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_5377442640235395202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SqCDlyNE-II/AAAAAAAAAF4/Z76JXzd6ovw/s320/F1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Jadon&lt;/span&gt; Luke was not a happy camper!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377442626635921858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SqCDk_itecI/AAAAAAAAAFo/SSj0pl2Y3no/s320/F8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Badley&lt;/span&gt; got wet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377442608842066226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SqCDj9QUyTI/AAAAAAAAAFY/YDjv_FuL2vs/s320/F12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377442055519443634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SqCDDv97mrI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/dKSCa_DQYZw/s320/F11.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridgett and Dakota played a little basketball!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377442042845987522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SqCDDAwWAsI/AAAAAAAAAFI/JMBSmPVqVqg/s320/F14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cornhole&lt;/span&gt; is Always a favorite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377442795183193890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SqCDuzbgvyI/AAAAAAAAAGA/5Syp8sL2gks/s320/F7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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_5377442021815926098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SqCDByaYvVI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Nyc38jPjsQY/s320/F19.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the favorite past time is always playing with the babies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377442041839868258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SqCDC9Ad2WI/AAAAAAAAAFA/2jh_US5K98I/s320/F16.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377442033281265026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SqCDCdH77YI/AAAAAAAAAE4/gbx54BVd_6U/s320/F18.jpg" /&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/7293477526499070182-2142320807118990810?l=moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/2142320807118990810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com/2009/09/celebrating-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293477526499070182/posts/default/2142320807118990810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293477526499070182/posts/default/2142320807118990810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com/2009/09/celebrating-life.html' title='Celebrating Life'/><author><name>Denice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14335932491380841755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SqCDkQ2QgEI/AAAAAAAAAFg/dMlqlL9HChs/s72-c/F10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293477526499070182.post-3712212709450264146</id><published>2009-09-03T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T19:37:05.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise x 2!!!!</title><content type='html'>Sorry guys there are no pictures to accompany this post but I just had to brag on my baby girl!  Taylor is absolutely the SWEETEST girl ever!  Tuesday September 1st was my birthday (Happy Birthday to me!) and Taylor had a few surprises in store for me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all Scott wanted to take me out to eat that night so Patti and Greg offered to keep the kids for us.  Well it just so happened that Taylor had girl scout sign-ups that night at 6 and we didn't get home from that until around 6:30 so with it being a school night we decided to stay close to home and just go up to Chili's for dinner.  And on a side note it was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SOOO&lt;/span&gt; meant for us to go there that night cause we ended up only paying $13 for our entire meal...and if you know me you know how much I love a deal!  Scott's burger got messed up so the manager took his meal off of our ticket, then they were doing these scratch off cards and we won $5 off of our meal so we &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;basically&lt;/span&gt; only paid for my meal!  SWEET!  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Anyhoo&lt;/span&gt;...back to the surprise!  When we got home we walked into Patti's house and they had decorated the kitchen with banners and streamers and the whole nine yards, complete with cake and ice cream and all!  It turns out that Taylor had went to Patti a couple of weeks ago and asked if she would help her throw me a party, hence the offer to babysit for us! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if that isn't sweet enough, she also had another surprise for me at church the next night!  Turns out she had also went to Nick and Ashlee and requested their help in planning a party!  So Wednesday night we sing and then the youth and young kids are dismissed to go to their classes and Rosie comes up and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;asks&lt;/span&gt; me if I would come teach the little kids class and I say sure.  Then she turns to Nick and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;reminds&lt;/span&gt; him that he forgot to get someone to take that class and tells him that she is going to steal me and he says "NO!  You can't take Denice!"  I'm kinda thrown at this point, thinking this is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt; that the pastor is refusing to let me leave!  He plays it off as he has &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; scripture that he needs read and I always read &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; for him-whatever!  So at the end of service (and I could &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sooo&lt;/span&gt; tell by the way that Nick was trying to stretch it out at the end!) Ashlee and all of the kids came walking in singing Happy Birthday holding a balloon and card!  They had an awesome cookie cake that we all went downstairs and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;enjoyed&lt;/span&gt; as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A great big THANK YOU goes out to all of Taylor's &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;accomplices&lt;/span&gt;!  You guys are great!  But most of all THANK YOU to the best daughter in the whole wide world!  Taylor, I love you Baby Girl!  You are Awesome!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7293477526499070182-3712212709450264146?l=moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/3712212709450264146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com/2009/09/surprise-x-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293477526499070182/posts/default/3712212709450264146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293477526499070182/posts/default/3712212709450264146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com/2009/09/surprise-x-2.html' title='Surprise x 2!!!!'/><author><name>Denice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14335932491380841755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293477526499070182.post-4754830100162402049</id><published>2009-08-27T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T21:43:08.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For Sale</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SpoDDA4c-KI/AAAAAAAAADo/8Sd0-vYg5U4/s1600-h/bike2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375612455531378850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SpoDDA4c-KI/AAAAAAAAADo/8Sd0-vYg5U4/s320/bike2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SpoDCvemjcI/AAAAAAAAADg/xKuNqlsgW0E/s1600-h/bike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375612450859552194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SpoDCvemjcI/AAAAAAAAADg/xKuNqlsgW0E/s320/bike.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this is kindof a random post but I wanted to put it out there! Scott has finally decided to sell the bike. I'm still not exactly sure why or how I really feel about that but he is doing it! I mean I know it should be a good thing that he is selling it because lets face it I'm not all about being a widow or leaving my kids parent-less any time soon. On the other hand though I really enjoy the rides we take together! It is something that we both enjoy doing! Anyway, it is offically For Sale! If you know anyone who is looking for a bike let me know and I'll give you the info!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7293477526499070182-4754830100162402049?l=moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/4754830100162402049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com/2009/08/for-sale.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293477526499070182/posts/default/4754830100162402049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293477526499070182/posts/default/4754830100162402049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com/2009/08/for-sale.html' title='For Sale'/><author><name>Denice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14335932491380841755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SpoDDA4c-KI/AAAAAAAAADo/8Sd0-vYg5U4/s72-c/bike2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293477526499070182.post-2549679140886397455</id><published>2009-08-17T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T22:01:02.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A New (Tear Free) Adventure!</title><content type='html'>So today was my baby boys first day of Kindergarten...and I was sick! Not just a little sick, a LOT sick! We all got up and I got the kids ready for school and the whole time Scott kept telling me "I can take them to school. Really it's not a problem." Thanks honey but um NO!!! This was my baby's first day of Kindergarten, it's something that will never happen again. There is NO WAY I am letting anyone else (even if it is Daddy!) take him to school! Nothing could make me miss this! Scott just didn't understand! He thought he was being sweet, and he was, but Iwasn't having it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow...on to the real post! Bradley did GREAT! He went right into the class without a tear! This was a HUGE relief for me cause I had been so worried about him! I could just see him and I both in the hallway crying cause he didn't want me to leave! He went and I helped him find his hook to put his backpack on and showed him where his lunchbox went (just one of the many perks of knowing the classroom, teacher and class routine!) then I had him look for his name to find his seat and after showing him that Brandon was BraNd and not BraD like his name (he was a little confused with that one, he thought he had 2 chairs! HA!) we found his correct seat and he sat down and started coloring his page! I told him that Mommy was going to leave now, expecting the tears to start rolling, and he says "OK see you after school Mom!" No tears, no hug, no kisses, NOTHING! I had to ASK for a bye hug and kiss! Such a little man not wanting in PDA! HA! But it did ease my mind and I now knew that my baby boy was goin gto be just fine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pics of his first day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My big man! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375612990507383090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SpoDiJ0q-TI/AAAAAAAAADw/HfrAD8k8liM/s320/B+goes+to+school1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the parking lot!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375614607597758738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SpoFAR9D6RI/AAAAAAAAAD4/-6jytiBiTpk/s320/B+goes+to+school2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Walking in!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375614616701446018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SpoFAz3jJ4I/AAAAAAAAAEA/iAR2mw_kQGc/s320/B+goes+to+school3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Learning where to put everything away at!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375614626880504162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SpoFBZybQWI/AAAAAAAAAEI/LFMk1IBuF3c/s320/B+goes+to+school4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mrs. Hatcher showing him to his seat!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375614633793822274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SpoFBzisHkI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/2luNHB1sG0M/s320/B+goes+to+school5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Opening up the crayon box to start his very first school work!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375614645664048066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SpoFCfwxY8I/AAAAAAAAAEY/AMolUS60mRI/s320/B+goes+to+school6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7293477526499070182-2549679140886397455?l=moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/2549679140886397455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-tear-free-adventure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293477526499070182/posts/default/2549679140886397455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293477526499070182/posts/default/2549679140886397455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-tear-free-adventure.html' title='A New (Tear Free) Adventure!'/><author><name>Denice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14335932491380841755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SpoDiJ0q-TI/AAAAAAAAADw/HfrAD8k8liM/s72-c/B+goes+to+school1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293477526499070182.post-1379469957292284365</id><published>2009-08-14T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T10:59:19.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Off to school we go!</title><content type='html'>So the school year has offiically begun! That means no more lazy summer days of sleeping in and hanging out with my 3 favorite munchkins all day : (. But it also means new and exciting things! I am so excited about this school year. The number one reason for that being I get to work with the BEST Kindergarten teacher EVER once again! Taylor had Ashley for Kindergarten and now Bradley is blessed to have her as well. As you can probably tell we really like this lady! But thankfully we didn't have to start that adventure just yet! Bradley doesn't start until next week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also have many new and exciting experiences ahead as Taylor enters 2nd grade! I've heard nothing but good things about her teacher and I'm confident that this is going to be a much better year foe my baby girl than last year was! She is excited to get back into the swing of things also. If you know Taylor you know there is nothing more fun for her than learning new things and that makes her love school! It doesn't hurt that she is the smartest stinkin kid ever! OK maybe I'm a little biased!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are a couple of pics of Taylor on her first day back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375625568838401682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SpoO-TwevpI/AAAAAAAAAEg/ozCUCZ6IGSQ/s320/T+goes+to+school+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375625576283878738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SpoO-vfntVI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Owe6hhSS7Rg/s320/T+goes+to+school+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7293477526499070182-1379469957292284365?l=moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/1379469957292284365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com/2009/08/off-to-achool-we-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293477526499070182/posts/default/1379469957292284365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293477526499070182/posts/default/1379469957292284365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com/2009/08/off-to-achool-we-go.html' title='Off to school we go!'/><author><name>Denice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14335932491380841755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/SpoO-TwevpI/AAAAAAAAAEg/ozCUCZ6IGSQ/s72-c/T+goes+to+school+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293477526499070182.post-5675975472792087375</id><published>2009-08-06T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T10:38:15.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Registration</title><content type='html'>WOW!  This summer has flew by and school has snuck up on us once again!  Today we went to register the kids for school!  It went simi-ok!  They both got to meet their teachers today.  Taylor for the first time but Bradley already knew Mrs. Hatcher because she was Taylor's Kindergarten teacher.  I thought that would make things easier and it still may, but today was not what I had hoped for!  He had 7 "almost breakdowns on me and I never even left his side!  I say "almost" breakdowns because he never actually cried he just teared up!  Several times!  What can I say he is a very sensitive little boy!  He will be going Tuesday for a meeting with his teacher and to do the testing that they do for kindergartners.  After that he doesn't go back until Monday the 17th.   The way they start the kindergartners at our school is they have 1/2 of them go 2 days and the other 1/2 go the next 2 days and then they all start together Friday so he will go Monday and Tuesday then be off Wednesday and Thursday and start full time on Friday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taylor starts 2nd grade on Monday!  Oh my goodness where has the time gone?  It seems like just yesterday I was registering her for Kindergarten!  She did great today as always except she was a little disappointed that there are only 2 people in her class that she knows but what do you expect in such a large school!  One of the girls has been in her class every year so that is pretty neat!  As I said before we got to meet her teacher and she seems pretty nice.  She was very quiet though!  We also got her TCAP results from last year.  She was above average in everything!  I couldn't be more proud of my little girl!  She just continues to amaze me at how stinkin smart she is! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we get to go shopping!  Tomorrow starts the tax-free weekend so I have put off buying a lot till then.  We are going tomorrow to get school supplies and clothes.  Right now Taylor is gone with her BFF Amelia to play lazer tag and spend some time together before they get back to the daily grind next week!  I will pick her up when we leave for their cousins' birthday party this evening.  Now I am going to take Bradley and let him pick out presents for both of the cousins.  Fun Fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7293477526499070182-5675975472792087375?l=moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/5675975472792087375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com/2009/08/registration.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293477526499070182/posts/default/5675975472792087375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293477526499070182/posts/default/5675975472792087375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com/2009/08/registration.html' title='Registration'/><author><name>Denice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14335932491380841755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7293477526499070182.post-5657349819015261150</id><published>2009-07-27T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T21:35:24.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&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_5363362980213342082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/Sm5-NtUYv4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/wb6ePXKIkME/s320/100_5972.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK here I go diving in to this huge ocean of blogging...it's sink or swim now! I feel like everyone I know has a blog and I am a HUGE blog stalker! So I thought I might as well give it a go myself and give those that I stalk a glimpse into my life as well. I'm making no promises that I won't sink here people but I solemnly swear to give it my best shot! And yes Jackie this means you are going to have to do the same!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363361374414005250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/Sm58wPP_ZAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/I8vjaZbSFzQ/s320/100_5736.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                       Taylor Bridgett &amp;amp; Bradley   &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363362982260472866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/Sm5-N08dfCI/AAAAAAAAAAc/jSrW5JdaUuc/s320/100_59645212.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                                                                   Me &amp;amp; Scott&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7293477526499070182-5657349819015261150?l=moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com/feeds/5657349819015261150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com/2009/07/ok-here-i-go-diving-in-to-this-huge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293477526499070182/posts/default/5657349819015261150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7293477526499070182/posts/default/5657349819015261150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moorekidsmemories.blogspot.com/2009/07/ok-here-i-go-diving-in-to-this-huge.html' title=''/><author><name>Denice</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14335932491380841755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTUvvs2Jm6o/Sm5-NtUYv4I/AAAAAAAAAAU/wb6ePXKIkME/s72-c/100_5972.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
