tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82849860671185916882024-03-19T13:49:28.635-05:00The Byrd HouseMichael, Caron, Matthew, and OwenCaronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03509182642690076892noreply@blogger.comBlogger20125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284986067118591688.post-87143149569971038212009-08-10T14:28:00.005-05:002009-08-10T14:49:41.688-05:00The First Day<div align="center"> He woke up this morning with joy in his eyes<br />Today was the day that would be filled with surprise.<br /><br />He ate his breakfast and brushed his teeth<br />He dressed himself for new friends he would soon meet.<br /><br />He arrived with excitement and a skip in his step<br />Walking beside his Daddy, this day we would never forget.<br /><br />He opened the door and walked down the hall<br />Their were lots of other people and he seemed so small.<br /><br />He sat in his chair ready for the day<br />He looked and he smiled, I knew it was okay.<br /><br />He stayed in the room as we walked out of sight<br />We knew this was best and everything would be all right.<br /><br />He didn’t know that today is the day he’s not a baby anymore<br />Today is the day he started <strong>Kindergarten</strong> when he walked out the door.</div><br /><br /><div align="center"></div>Can't believe that Matthew started Kindergarten today. He did great, he was so excited to go in his room. I didn't shed a tear or have a lump in my throat. Michael says I have a heart of stone. I think that it helped that he was so eager to go. I had anticipated on being a little teary eyed, but nothing. I did come home and write a poem, not sure why, but it just happened. He's only going 1/2 days so he was upset that he didn't get to stay and eat lunch with his new friends. Day one down, 187 more to go. <img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368422750564901314" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqXwozbcCdsNdm6IjzOVaoif6Twob6uMJcAth0Xl-sVhHIGEXfE21VB9BqQ83VZYFw36BdTABSzcPysT068Hx_uDX4RlAkuMuXhRFg4JGBeCLnKmDjIqYN3qLfvAYyKSyOxT2QZCfQ6Oi_/s400/IMG_1760.JPG" /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368422758228402258" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoUQEL2LYznuvGflRKfCXl3vrOEPOJxoRGyhznF794RnlNeLMqArSqOsUpgu_OlqpVsOo0EV6sW3H6blKao-RsYP1EpA5pStEGKgIEJV41jsew4XmdnVStnHs5K4xzf4Ei3MzRv3NCr8Na/s400/IMG_1763.JPG" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368422764519552002" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXvqtYMEfYwOfQTmANyiU0OuqOIxrlEu_OaAOzvnQn21hUANh-4fXv15R01TGNtRCeWt7RSVqboxvjjPJsRLt3_HKqCA2K5k4Y-qdkwhF_4gS8O7M3VHU1-72ghXNsCQX79tddegKpLqKd/s400/IMG_1769.JPG" />Caronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03509182642690076892noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284986067118591688.post-38348735524425814612009-06-30T20:51:00.010-05:002009-06-30T21:15:22.134-05:00Happy 5th Birthday Matthew<div align="left">I can't believe that Matthew is 5. He has waited so long for this day to come. All his friends are already 5 and now it was his turn. He had a big day. We took 3 of his friends to Chuck E. Cheese in Tupelo. My friend in Tupelo and her two children also met us there. We all had a great time, tired, but a great time. Good thing birthdays only come along once a year.</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353304105871543490" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhb5HyVh7l_bSENa8xnallHO-k9bVoKsJSkgQILXrMAqRHrXECJRZabxhmsP-2eN2hN6MoKl6zeZFejYrCpByrVuK-t286dBzAu7MEYRDgl6wRMmqNEQn1RUFBkmsh0Isv4qtmMlnrmoVlY/s400/IMG_1463.JPG" /></div><div align="center">Here we come Chuck E. Cheese!</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353304829667618002" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyO_tHiq1vY3FfrLVJn9vojw6C6i5CoWJFBX6oUOmoMLRS4PSdchhosqIv6A8sgIPUK4VfMECI-fskaXvgaQmEKSLB2jXALFcReCcKLHe1M1Z-lkuCYtpeJ74a8Ya0HBALd7ggJ2oxybNV/s400/IMG_1464.JPG" /></div><div align="center">Matthew and his buddies</div><div align="center"><br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353306801277391218" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgueSEbb_TNjhQRkUQgLIPsJYvtfeufluqfQJbm9M2aQffiJ3WDIhSocw-5-VwdB0ppq2G9OW07urWnKn64hKgFGCTT1YpT6KGB_cNt5NX3pikuL9MOGRxwOyyYTKcCImyY9toGW3Idn1oM/s400/IMG_1501.JPG" /> <div align="center">Fun Ride </div><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353306808355489714" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibKw98p7Yi_IQ4JW01pXeXnVc3maVQ1XTQzvI9iWWMr-7flj4OyZP01oSuUKgxeH5Ea2IHTdX1frWbox_8w_VonFJgG-SmC2z6InjM-8eglmMzt5T67g_CLxe-JUBLI4FFVYo08QKTUyB2/s400/IMG_1514.JPG" /> <p align="center">Heading home, Wake up, Michael! </p>Caronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03509182642690076892noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284986067118591688.post-82146636970515309502009-05-23T20:21:00.011-05:002009-05-23T22:10:59.934-05:00Happy Birthday Little "O"<div align="left">Owen's birthday was actually Wednesday (20th), but we celebrated today. I was so pleased that my family from Jackson, Birmingham, and Philadelphia were able to come. Thankfully the rain held out and the kids were able to play outside. We had a great time and Owen got lots of sweet gifts. I decided to be brave and attempt to make the birthday cake myself (I actually made cupcakes). Since, I was going with the Baby Einstein theme, I made the cupcakes in the shape of a caterpillar. I think it turned out cute. The best part is the money I saved. I spent only $1.88 for two boxes of cake mix. Of course, I had the cost of the candy that decorated the caterpillar, but in all I probably have around $7.00 in the cupcakes. LOVE IT!!<br /><br /><br />I can't believe that my little baby is already one. It honestly seems like yesterday when I was in the hospital waiting to meet our little O. I can remember holding him and how small he seemed. I loved his sweet baby smell and the sweet little baby sounds he made. What a blessing he has been in our lives. He was definitely worth the wait. Thank you God for our baby boy.<br /><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_F9-yBjy4UaB6gEmsksSmxUvg4BmXOy-lbk-7IcqyFqmkn_ZxKGkhyphenhyphenV9_opZUTMhDHfeC3Ka0GSQ3FDt2wAtrFfihPDmVIHvzElohyglk_Mgqcqq5WMrLCxMJCdikJgfdebpHOANiXmmH/s1600-h/IMG_1277.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339202777579580450" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_F9-yBjy4UaB6gEmsksSmxUvg4BmXOy-lbk-7IcqyFqmkn_ZxKGkhyphenhyphenV9_opZUTMhDHfeC3Ka0GSQ3FDt2wAtrFfihPDmVIHvzElohyglk_Mgqcqq5WMrLCxMJCdikJgfdebpHOANiXmmH/s400/IMG_1277.JPG" /> <p align="center"></a></p><p align="center"><strong>Memaw and Owen</strong> </p><p align="center"><br /></p><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm-o-6QVUrSlzvwsmigVKomNpe97IAK1n7ot4x3prXlJpPzP_QBpljdi-n7lvPSibSLOTGBTzFUpQiA4BTk-hC8Hrvp_HtZdyptcw4voklLYYJw5LwARcdE2gQ0Q0BO-_FMOQsScizBT1f/s1600-h/IMG_1267.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339202774215288994" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm-o-6QVUrSlzvwsmigVKomNpe97IAK1n7ot4x3prXlJpPzP_QBpljdi-n7lvPSibSLOTGBTzFUpQiA4BTk-hC8Hrvp_HtZdyptcw4voklLYYJw5LwARcdE2gQ0Q0BO-_FMOQsScizBT1f/s400/IMG_1267.JPG" /></a><strong> Steven, Michael, and Owen</strong></div><div align="center"><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjouCW-HV9IrCV40VVbIqA9oONcRTJsbR4FljvbVdr_Sk16J0GRPYjxRI4Px_rd859RoMbfAOhXGf3GwG2DKGoUltvSAd6HWsMsAEHB-dtMju5UEfSZiCowyl9VSzOYvsL1e_tCp1is0AfZ/s1600-h/IMG_1256.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339202771134735298" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjouCW-HV9IrCV40VVbIqA9oONcRTJsbR4FljvbVdr_Sk16J0GRPYjxRI4Px_rd859RoMbfAOhXGf3GwG2DKGoUltvSAd6HWsMsAEHB-dtMju5UEfSZiCowyl9VSzOYvsL1e_tCp1is0AfZ/s400/IMG_1256.JPG" /></a> <strong>Cousins</strong><br /><br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339202764648257570" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixb4PWzABDV1Od4-zXelBg97WODrAG48aQWnhRbczkRbN0iYns7ZJ1O0VJopQE8KX9Fbx6V_e5aXhWqA7N5eExMR5vwskIDje2A3-L7y6H9-_w-bh0y_6rrKvBz41eoqQ5djh6mJ4Sv069/s400/IMG_1229.JPG" /><strong>Cousins & Cupcakes </strong></div><strong></strong><br /><strong><div align="center"><br /></div></strong><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339200638423392146" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVK0kWi6BBjlCOzAK02ls_ng7xhPuAohrl0h6pugCtimk7Pr_0BQ-JGDraGyq4kt4n46_SqfMF_nCjvw1X8t_N_Q8ejKh5BikMBBNNjsGSxqcd_Wtt0MyjuZ7dGTBDll64LcsMnWatJfkt/s400/IMG_1202.JPG" /><strong>Caterpillar Cupcakes, YUM<br /><br /><br /></strong><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339200642375443826" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9KSWAdAPqD1UZM5mjJtLWJ73xDbyVC3HokRphax8UCl-79nF0M41qgTXkbMd3vT4PlZeqcukmTmb5pKWLRk6DZajraDQiuw5m6Y0HmsK7Pr2xv_4OjCNJdGKOCI4hkkpg0wAO4tHxNGlj/s400/IMG_1218.JPG" /><strong> Owen loving his Birthday Song<br /><br /><br /></strong><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 401px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 314px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339200647583598594" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiye6bP4WCmz-DQSAnq-C6WoFcbwcrrEwdZZ_h484xWqKPdIbLmB0xB5rWDtZBi3W81cKD7imOrws0HwYHMdVeTVLG7dE2FCR5Azv8gIjPwqwcEUpInsVpwYSP39Cnb0aHJOehnX8ZC8qlZ/s400/IMG_1227.JPG" /><strong> Yummy cupcake<br /></strong></div>Caronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03509182642690076892noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284986067118591688.post-79729889985477981922009-05-17T21:00:00.007-05:002009-05-17T21:23:23.961-05:00The Beach<div align="left">We returned last night around 12:30 from the beach. We had a great time and the weather was beautiful. We decided to drive at night so the children could sleep on the way there and the way back. Five plus hours in the car with a 1 year old makes for a long trip, so driving while they slept worked out great. Michael and Matthew had a great time playing in the water, jumping waves, and digging in the sand. Owen and I hung out under the canopy in the shade most of the time. Enjoy the pictures.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336982059052712610" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjK1wan8BtdmTCKk4OYzdAGK7sqAncPlE0vE_bv1OI2CVx5_inqpCPbTJ56baAMSn4GMAmOk0Tcc-tjP2uGgcqfv8pRDrIyP6EKwenZ_cLNaa4pHKpRMgsaeIz4hRGOmVnj0trGx9cjG9RS/s400/IMG_1115.JPG" /></div><p align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336982052278712914" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ9t3jp4D22GtG6-1PhjheOV7Yh5fEsWpbMMbrr8ZBUW8htkerweF7wF9xqF2C8wz-Wpjx_mpeGpYRbVhJM2WwO7X7IcC6rtYg5Yfps-2D6YCEICPDIn2rdMn7MAcfY6LUghs_3MLxWzFk/s400/IMG_1077.JPG" /></p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2Z5fMLx1LGQfTaMSU521UrTDt3P01UYhk5mi1s6CRjXc0BSYg7Uqr2YNtAncIEWGe5ovyQoG2cNPhzLqzcqjrq-nJe4JryGyv1bfUAg0QvbbrZM-E9lIBT3sOjlKH7gwBvxOWRKaKzDAa/s1600-h/IMG_1074.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336981163550013362" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2Z5fMLx1LGQfTaMSU521UrTDt3P01UYhk5mi1s6CRjXc0BSYg7Uqr2YNtAncIEWGe5ovyQoG2cNPhzLqzcqjrq-nJe4JryGyv1bfUAg0QvbbrZM-E9lIBT3sOjlKH7gwBvxOWRKaKzDAa/s400/IMG_1074.JPG" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7tfk9teF0y6vWkL_f700Mh_oHORFn2FBcjrnGTp_dhKRCfLCM0-NK_OOIbLWk47U53QV8OIGPd1c_-NX4eRGaqo0zH-QZU5mAmFJixNk0Xd_854QdrWqs_GwWE1v-qHYTawQGE1nt_6aM/s1600-h/IMG_1070.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336981161631886386" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7tfk9teF0y6vWkL_f700Mh_oHORFn2FBcjrnGTp_dhKRCfLCM0-NK_OOIbLWk47U53QV8OIGPd1c_-NX4eRGaqo0zH-QZU5mAmFJixNk0Xd_854QdrWqs_GwWE1v-qHYTawQGE1nt_6aM/s400/IMG_1070.JPG" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg09ZeehXPs1ASm8R5eWpLi1fIj4W558w9Z9DWKlgG52vRqh4Wp7Cl80r-p-B-NSqOb781PDTcDFbluymFSWUApyWLFtgfAetj_NGyTN468EpQVXGnaRiUXmxx1FoXb7A_XNK1vNdpaWXcb/s1600-h/IMG_1067.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336981159619343746" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg09ZeehXPs1ASm8R5eWpLi1fIj4W558w9Z9DWKlgG52vRqh4Wp7Cl80r-p-B-NSqOb781PDTcDFbluymFSWUApyWLFtgfAetj_NGyTN468EpQVXGnaRiUXmxx1FoXb7A_XNK1vNdpaWXcb/s400/IMG_1067.JPG" /></a><br /></p>Caronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03509182642690076892noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284986067118591688.post-36959155948784110332009-04-20T20:43:00.005-05:002009-04-20T22:09:43.397-05:00You Might Be A Redneck If......<div><div></div><p>your husband makes a trailer hitch from scrap wood, attaches it to a hand-me-down Hummer to pull a baby strapped to a carseat in the back of a wagon. </p><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326962695584548642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyl_mQ05XyWJdvkPfZWKL9uzHLf4EdY1b-_DVwgcyAWIjOfkk9R5CXmrCML7j6z63BP7hhtHTbDHTfZtqzdPJ_uuvjwpzP7aR0fXo8q9ja1MNsc_oyYOUmGMv5QJtrCJZCCj2X0OouRyhI/s400/IMG_0967.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326962693711964994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlWL9_JCTKndOMT-6FIPM7KdaxjTJxonK59zc6Fek8loD0-9VYxKxSlsEYl9-ZoKVgcYVqMy_j_g2Fgd-pxaiKN_ijX3sutFmn2a792n-DA2SftwN1GeNSLxHl-fHKC0NJxK8jFVQbDQed/s400/IMG_0966.JPG" border="0" /><br /><p align="center"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzUWKk_4GnMAKglBGnaugQXmEbLiU7qbdES2e5ErGKNQNCUf4_KL3uz3167VuQihSq5XkwTSA9bAjCIDevklA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p></div>Caronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03509182642690076892noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284986067118591688.post-48203595930722268332009-04-11T15:07:00.009-05:002009-04-13T10:44:55.614-05:00Matthews at Bat<div><div><div><div><div><div><div>What's cutier than a bunch of 3 and 4 years old in a baseball uniform? Well, not much. Today was Matthew's first Wee Ball game of the season. The weather was a little cool this morning, but it didn't seem to effect the kids. As you can see in the pictures, Matthew's team is the Red Sox. They all had a great time playing ball.</div><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324193596439395762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbB11XLvqKTk8HoVD5V01iJ79PnBDr3L0_CyCWYk5ubKgllgZJacNRGp0UIUL6Bb-Up29B853lgmdHN75Lpp4XRiW3cbqI_7R202gbnCy1yynmfeS2x9yjvdiKquyVg8R-mnwXu1Xkhzvu/s400/IMG_0905.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324193598640162306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ1O7R6N_E7EdH1YmpJsdDUYm_4DmkzMiZpuZflmg_YKX4cYbAmH0Om4vqU6N7k_Hp3QngLHCzPXPQE07UGYHQO4ONWXRLWGPN9nks5UDixUk1T2m78feOyqi4902whyzpZiKuMFes2AOy/s400/IMG_0911.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324198216080992594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7w0wg7xk0hHPKQsYGqIQr5Q-5LAnsMkrH4wJsJclq19H8HiPAoiNoJ5_kV-bCtEoE_8GP0TFicK9qiLRQ4fHSRYNghNv-ZV58BIpY9IhKjsBWPpWvKwcFokkN4NrNB75HUN2tJsDbSWlt/s400/IMG_0923.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324198210889097858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1pao-H422S4v5rJUPBXiQtDAmcHTEDRynFllvJsN_cQUwOaHcE8oXS6vbaPHOVAd6NHPeHbIZHTjKhFYiFoxe3asj2-c5SIzwDOeLOIEB_Z8cy2QpP7vXQ1Rtvov6otOSpStaQWgWbQ8f/s400/IMG_0922.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324200070155209186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4JqOgQML91M0IB2uFdq2YweXnc6HhdRgTpkYH31DPIcuWWQ-u66z3tIQUTXGOGZtxxi2ZCVKr59j8gx-niqtL2r1ly0_FIHPzCl5TJDzQCZh0m8lyTFRAL0NOCdPGfXTp9tTSeIkdtPX9/s400/IMG_0925.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div></div><div></div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324200077923018642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDFztZ5aea4ffBFgkZXe0UcNRhYO6i4-6LBgLFVSRzZDRW3dPvgqfYWMoB7J92LvR2hctP8VGzjCE6_aMWAbAK2lR0sOJZO9NRDB8tHY8PqwOG12YYQtXE-T2wBOnjF60pfLnnOZVtE-it/s400/IMG_0931.JPG" border="0" /><br /><p align="center"><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324200084467689634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0oWBxYO5rJRmCueEq0Y8JcJKKmgZYk2UVWqjXlpjZ4gb1750cCWYOJ4QU27lxgz70TbxUKNGdyHvyo0ZDnr8TMjJ5wLxW2pTcWWUU2HX6Jxt8NfstfjGm8hcpwc8uUe56COdWrLpI26C6/s400/IMG_0936.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwTNWeRTo0pT24j0OitVNN_PETXnxZeVnn6c4qUwG-ILg_yc45T1j4MkAzGXgrWaTKF5lMBo4XWGsCVkgFbCw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p></div></div></div></div></div></div>Caronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03509182642690076892noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284986067118591688.post-78568959827923282612009-03-01T19:42:00.012-06:002009-03-02T10:01:41.296-06:00Snow ByrdsCan you believe all the snow? Around 6:30 this morning Matthew runs to our room to tells us it was snowing. He was so eager to go play, I decided to use Owen as an excuse to stay indoors and stay warm. I enjoyed watching all the action from the window as Michael and Matthew played.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308406758640142354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiq8V3Ojo9dvwa4l0HM1N9AN9L3Z9e6rVZB83pEIUPoL-UlUkM9IkhEZBOBNw0gbeUj_vG96KztWrMGa4zo4tWIbfhjO_cBtnwdJJMUNThn9UGh7gSsyi8lR_NhVLOiubeK_sm_iDaMtosN/s400/IMG_0549_crop.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308406771842900290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtisoDf1y7IN6RXRCI8rQFk-am7JYL8b22tnlrnF9b_bdv4IF2iSFWL55vBgD1JZC2fPTEzhNZ21D7NoDi71lqDz1hIzwFaEzbI9rfPErSEb-akEjKRQ1qcq8DDKV123Zr5YkvnpWJY08X/s400/IMG_0557.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308406771016085986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoGF_ckItVs9V2ncHswHk6mnfAXqzhe4RvlbnJqSvEioQ9LefbKkeVT9w5xkXdEBzBdoCYDTnYi6-6NF2QJThDmUzkOfT11y3NjYq_3PI6Py-ruscsdYZn4eUpqYtRD6tsf52qIRoxl82_/s400/IMG_0560.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308406777093541458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZNbLu2_jmAm6U8sM9CmBTENMoU9KHrY-KSH3jt-w7nzJQnU_SC6tiEhTOBT-TqPfKjsav0wof-95UOmvAndFW8AVv21I0v6VurCzK4XBNzn_WP_A2lq7VWKPjyup1gJojeEUnAwKZHh8c/s400/IMG_0573.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308406781021187394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjodesleQ64jxd6X_N138EiwWD4_a8f60SolUIu_AoXehYGB5nCtqWeMdG4NkUSG6GYg9ZNDj4v6hehMKUvJUddONweT-Z6DzxQLdvf_SvTAagR63oOmgpUQqyZ7YpM3sjpGdxU__-R_jDl/s400/IMG_0576.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">Owen....</span><br />Owen had his nine month appointment this past week. He is 19 inches and 21 pounds. He's still not walking yet, but getting closer. He just can't quite figure it out.<br /><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308407937008808962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-Rl4cb9VR7qgjMb-KgotFvCiscvouLR62OBpYjadnKwBNVaJCZXBmamt3ySzYwpiJmHzhRIRvOG9G-pB-Z0a_8E3-_TJPpolGBZHPy__CzjvaLCxiRKyiyOwX5Wp3h49BQ9EfmochyphenhyphenhsJ/s400/IMG_0386.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">Matthew.....</span><br />Well, I mentioned in an earlier post that Michael and I had decided where we would send Matthew to Kindergarten. We registered him at Immanuel. We both feel really good about our decision and are so excited about this coming school year. He has several friends from his current preschool that will also be attending Immanuel.<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308408668457486754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNXQVgFvUInWoq00KTZmV7DNKaZi1UmL_pRm5aamKqTdw7A8FuMSmCKXyXzDBpAObvxx-zoOA9WpT_YhJKTG5PMh6rWPWrUfFy_5jLSzWhwU7XXH23Zmd1oQuP_94v04QsuVeGpzVmiZue/s400/IMG_0420.JPG" border="0" />Caronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03509182642690076892noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284986067118591688.post-44215418798740051552009-01-31T19:33:00.006-06:002009-01-31T22:38:39.526-06:00Is it Already February?<div><div><div><div><div><div>I can't believe that it's already February. It seems like I was just saying I needed to post my Christmas pictures, but I guess it's somewhat pointless now. Not much has happened at the Byrd house since Christmas. Matthew is so excited to start Kindergarten this Fall. He's already talking about his birthday party (it's not until June). He can't wait to be five. I can't believe that I'm going to have a child in school. Michael and I have struggled with the decision of public or private school. I've always been pro public, but I'm looking at things differently now that I have a child that's going to enter school. There are pros and cons for both. After a lot of consideration and prayer we have made a decision of where to place Matthew, but I'll announce our decision at a later post. </div><div></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>OWEN.....</strong></span></div><div>Owen has got to be the sweetest baby ever. He's so happy and full of life. He's also the busiest baby ever. I thought Matthew was busy, but Owen has him beat by far. He's crawling all over the place, pulling up on everything, and just begining to take steps while holding on to something. Although, it's exciting to see, I constantly am saying "No, Owen" or "Owen, No" or "NO, NO, NO". I stay busy repositioning him in a "safe" spot. God really has a sense of humor by giving my two busy boys, but I wouldn't trade it for anything. </div><br /><br /><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297654359321665154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3fU8wF7l41ZGqMtV7FA4DO4wp7KM0Vzjr6GoKePsfROY4yc6qBgP9BESwW8aOGe91Yz5N1ezuWc-Kxrwv996CNas72hgZRkJkkgBmMM_AaJp5elVRusrB-Ddwa5VS3FYjnSrJzutS27lA/s400/IMG_0292.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297654356782065570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijgupr9uREnv_DykDNTVI_clDDmQACoT3syU2yFrNklBxy1MGaygI602v2n8TIRIe7ERkcw-_JQ6npGx74n5WKiUKRzFIlcjNC9Wdbj6hKigKa2Tl0iwfZO4UVoVuLFAWjwB-KFVscs2A9/s400/IMG_0175.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297654347228984242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjo0zb87rjDiiF4mH6Hg87WZuUBb3n5ern24ISY82Ng14uqtsHmQayyfrUawbQFK5cn6YstaNm7oDPg_AYbQbXqgI4ltxU6cuA_0cCqosbH6rdVBmlY-Sq-PpwIZgTBzPQaDdndYyj0ELWm/s400/IMG_0122.jpg" border="0" /></p><p align="center">Matthew loves his Daddy</p><br /><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297654348350759170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQhMB63Tsn_1x5U1n1LmlxFdJrtjfKalm9NTNl3nKupHyl4ycw8uj5dfNJrIL73xXpduu81ljvOoGjbtorrjpj5syYn_YrceTu2fiSJ5Kv1lBqi_imnLgZQWVd0ZIB0FYg_dIMfnHDnSqZ/s400/IMG_0148.jpg" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297654343824284498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 338px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpEsDVknyNJi1-E1GjWC83Rq2geuQZXUMZphyphenhyphenEPwKCoker-zSwOF4n2vVsrYfeXFSLiwbYBDrj6vILmvevOfNg5LADdxeZViMzvjBPYINSKaj6Gbd_SJVGw9WB6AcfylmLEy9EvcIqCNcG/s400/IMG_0223.jpg" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297655549917875538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidHLKleR7bptdF_Bn9RbZfq_ydk6mAyb8Aa6usJqZiT9q52DC5BiLTre7fYEgCPRYW7pT8bDRm6SXznHoJld3O_fNRf1KIipFJ0UOwPFv1f36GIU3V2XiqiWAnN8zq6ZRioJzSgsyiSD9M/s400/Baby_Dedication.JPG" border="0" />Baby Dedication (November 2008)</p><p align="center"> </p></div></div></div></div></div>Caronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03509182642690076892noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284986067118591688.post-58571455451917318482008-12-25T22:27:00.009-06:002008-12-25T23:09:16.717-06:00Fly Baby Byrd, Fly<div align="center"><div align="left">I wanted to share these pictures with you. Matthew loved to be thrown in the air when he was little. It always made my Mother a nervous wreck to see my children thrown in the air by Michael, which made him want to do it even more to get a reaction out of her. Owen is following in his brothers footsteps and he too, loves to be thrown in the air.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283955835323884082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 342px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD-TS7CHgzjr9IgeVHYv3LmbDmf9b0pKdDWM7A0p4oV2Xz2ANTTFZHKGigHhifnUVCzIbB-Hjq2ybV9sj4SCQPm1t6EMZKSvDAnyFDvYhkY0g3sQyan891qB_Wu_p4V7-XLCs7qLqGtXkU/s400/IMG_5575_edit.JPG" border="0" /></div><br /></div><div align="center">Matthew (12-18 months)</div><div align="center"><br /></div><p align="center"></p><div align="center"><br /></div><p align="center"></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283956864400570258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmFOkr3oKVNn-3NfLG5orTsWf8v4JCs-TelQSdfGD4xnLveWxrWT2c6VCcT_v2VwW57oP8JN-wbXJXgOP1KZRCeH6eVyFArefOWX6o6x0vZWQvVfzYgb7aY4Cjd5TcgBa0Jl3cNwjhHyum/s400/IMG_9329.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center">Owen (7 months)</p><p align="center"> </p><p align="left"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Half way through Christmas......</span></strong></p><p align="left">Well, we're almost done celebrating Christmas. We had Christmas last Saturday at my house with my Daddy and siblings for lunch. For supper we had Christmas with Mama and the rest of the family. We had a very busy day. Today of course, we did our "at home" family Christmas with Matthew and Owen. This coming Saturday we finish up Christmas with Michael's Daddy for lunch and his mother for supper. I'm tired just thinking about it. I'll post Christmas pictures when we're done celebrating. I'll leave you with a clip of Matthew singing Go Tell It On the Mountain. He got a microphone for Christmas and we have all enjoyed it. </p><p align="center"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxdCzGObvuq-lz12rPi8B7AHX0wQKTCQXYhoSxdM69uz6qpOPM0VtgdaX9eHXL6U6XliRyd3r_5xkm2c-0UgA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p>Caronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03509182642690076892noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284986067118591688.post-73306070233732297872008-11-29T21:38:00.006-06:002008-11-29T22:04:36.122-06:00It's a New Post!!I love this time of year. Thanksgiving coming to an end and Christmas just beginning. I love getting out of my Christmas decorations. I forget from year to year what all I have and it all seems new again. Matthew had the best time decorating his room with the decorations that I didn't want to use in other parts of the house. He was so proud of his room. He had ornaments hanging from doorknobs, a table runner on top of his toy box, Santa Clause on his bookshelf, and he hung some sort of stocking from his bed post. It looks sort of ridiculous, but he loves it, so I guess it stays.<br /><br /><strong>Thanksgiving</strong>....we had a great Thanksgiving. We went to Philadelphia to spend Thanksgiving with Michael's family. We had a great time. This was our first time to see our new niece, Presley. She is one month younger than Owen. Matthew had a great time playing with his cousin, Dayton. They are also one month apart. What are the odds of that? Saturday, we had Thanksgiving with my family in Columbus. I don't think I'll be able to eat again for a while. We are all stuffed.<br /><br /><strong>Owen</strong>...Our little Owen is growing so fast. It's so hard to believe. I thought Matthew was a busy baby, but Owen has him beat. He's so close to crawling, he rocks on his knees, but can't quite get the coordination of crawling yet. He does, however, get to where he wants to go. He's also pulling up in his crib. He's been pulling to his knees, but just this morning I noticed that he had pulled to a standing position. He also loves his Johnny Jump-up. He had his 6 month check up this past Tuesday. <strong>Height: 27" Weight: 18 lbs</strong><br /><p align="center"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxzA95yjQd0pr-Nwz-glDvFYd6628TLcI-znJegHw6RRn2Ay5d1ny_F7MlCUMuka43WLpHLKX5rkK2hJ500fg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p>Caronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03509182642690076892noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284986067118591688.post-38642672738415265812008-11-01T21:45:00.004-05:002008-11-01T21:47:21.963-05:00HalloweenWe had so much fun trick-or-treating. I wasn't going to dress Owen up, but Old Navy had their costumes 50% off so I thought, why not? So, Owen was some sort of dragon and Matthew was Spiderman. We had a great time with friends who came over to share in the fun. Enjoy the pictures.Caronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03509182642690076892noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284986067118591688.post-12608226703109733622008-10-16T20:44:00.004-05:002008-10-16T20:53:51.236-05:00Pumpkins<div align="left">Matthew's Mother's Day Out class went to the pumpkin patch in Caledonia earlier this week. Owen and I went out there also. I was hoping to get some good pictures of either one of them and/or both of them together, but that did not work out. Hopefully we will be able to go back as a family and get some good pictures.<br /><br /></div><div align="center"></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257933664035533074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyKvWLb600Z8BXdQGEg9YDWvqpiYuELw6FjaacGnIfkZeaJfYnjecpez0QzhGSc3NlWlOl7dTVKy3rDJDXuGtbJCrv2VbfUBDnJEulKtz00KifXKNM8DW-YgNtekp-ExoHt57D3UAcbGaY/s400/IMG_8838.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center">Matthew's Class<br /><br /></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257934201620580898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLcAVvyI2qtn5HiK2fxyeh4jkxO0MnQC3DGyOTHbhXXSLvEyX_Ax2R2rWgiLjBPF-DvehaaXR29bDhQ54A9McWgFQ5aXq1r1YSEv3vAZlelhg3nFFAvaaOmOUToBFJ4btPywMjyn-4W3Pv/s400/IMG_8842.JPG" border="0" /><br /><p align="center">Owen wouldn't look at me. This was the best I could do.</p>Caronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03509182642690076892noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284986067118591688.post-48038359477551350472008-10-12T20:33:00.006-05:002008-10-12T20:59:40.720-05:00I'm Back<div align="left">It's been while since I've posted, but I got out of my blog mood, but now I'm back in the mood. So, you might ask what's new at the Byrd house. Well....I went to the beach last weekend (Gulfshores) with my Sister, Susan, and my Sister-in-Law, Kristi. We all three came from opposite directions so we met up Friday afternoon and enjoyed visiting and eating at Zeeks that night. Saturday, we literally shopped all day. We arrived at the shopping center around 11:00 AM and left around 6:00 PM. We did stop for lunch, but other than that we actually shopped 'til we dropped. All that shopping made us hungry for supper, so that night we went to The Original Oyster House. So good!! This is definitely the best time to go to the beach. The weather was perfect and hardly any wait time at the restaurants. Michael did a great job playing "Mr. Mom". I'm so fortunate that I have a husband that I trust 100%. I never have to worry about the kids when I'm gone. Thank you Michael for my Sister weekend!!</div><br /><div align="left">I would post some beach pictures, but I really hate myself in pictures. I'm not sure how long I can use the excuse "I just had a baby" but, I just had a baby, and yes I feel......I'll just say it....Large! I know...I will post the picture of the interesting dead fish that we found. Let me know if you know what kind of fish this is, I have no idea. Of course, I don't know many fish names anyway. </div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="left"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256451885056713922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm3GlxAlwJ6jyd8PaP5jYtWYrzepPjEAVqsRnAr-tVQgDer-C6PAeC4l0nwUWzVzSCJmHAHehOpoEkXLHN-kJYDLrCMEXvpgSSVQBqlcQDmMBf-KzWQXUA09tQEeYQsUKpZw3V6eqoZVbJ/s320/IMG_8831.JPG" border="0" /></div><br /><p align="center">I don't like weird fish.</p>Caronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03509182642690076892noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284986067118591688.post-49379725397139206942008-09-29T20:58:00.005-05:002008-09-29T21:10:30.542-05:00The Byrds and the Bees, Part 2<div><div>Well, our bee problem has been taken care of. Two men came out this afternoon to gather the bee hive. It was very interesting. They looked so professional with their bee gear and bee box. Apparently, there is a shortage of bees and you're not suppose to kill them due to pollination issues. They cut a branch of the tree where the hive was and placed it in a box. He said at this point they were not aggressive bees, but were looking for a place to do their honey making. We didn't want any honey making in our Byrd tree. Matthew enjoyed the bee man as you can see in the pictures. </div><br /><div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251629901371005954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF8wZhE8-FauRrMMcccQLpNq_KWGVmUFq1wwKhKVcRbPsv2oWR-zggcQVVTi1QBLiZSHPWAlKnaBsvkt3BXfU_Im7Wq27d3H3ESw2U9T3JqUU8eQ-wSTSPm0qaZ8PADy6woqLQN_3FU_DP/s200/IMG_8813.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div></div><br /><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251630319397837314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8arL8DIaMlSWimB4a5H31lSMktza8osPc_6I8wwpnlHRprh05r0cYEPDEOUBoQG_dU9iBUnFDpFfA5Nq7yhEbxadLgJsVfx-9pCKrupx40oybqM-NitVR6rdt_NMFBabLxlgnLxxnHhQf/s200/IMG_8815.JPG" border="0" /></p><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251630640422893394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiosm0EqofIK-xlRXNGNmVuG2AyL3GbSezxv4XNMp_9U2ZkoNUqfAfTl92qbdX47cPOmDBcaKLW-F1Aqc_xXAWU1hDxRmdK0c3D53ashAeahi1OSfbAl5EsTmoh8xhR2jmcbaPu5QmpkYl0/s200/IMG_8816.JPG" border="0" /></div></div>Caronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03509182642690076892noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284986067118591688.post-59478518266489545952008-09-28T21:30:00.007-05:002008-09-28T21:55:13.802-05:00The Byrds and the Bees<div><div>Okay, it's not what you think, but we do have bees. We've had our share of spiders, weird bugs, and yes some mice (outside thankfully), but never have we had a bee hive. How in the world are you suppose to get rid of a bunch of angry bees? I just want to be inside the house whenever the brave sole (whoever it may be) decides to destroy our hive. Actually, we heard of a man (a beekeeper) that will come get the bees. I'll call tomorrow and hopefully he'll come out to the house to collect our bees and take them to his house. </div><div><br /> </div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251266697992617810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaSLcPwc6FK-Xfqw1Igyzj35XFdj7F-VAOopCH8Fqd5lrtkTKiORaxhCmvlBc9hKaye1mvDOquXWasspVHzi2IpZUGdQeIjcaVCSZH8OWrCusocELjbNed8vUpGXaaq4eg4QMiaeqJUMCv/s200/IMG_8808.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Soccer Game</span></strong></div><div></div><br /><div>We had our first soccer game this past Saturday. It was a lot of fun. The weather was beautiful and the kids did a great job. It was hilarious to watch. It's so funny, the kids don't care where they kick the ball just as long as their kicking the ball. The opposing team kicked it in our net a few times and were so proud that they "scored". Matthew kicked it in the net once and was so excited. He loves playing soccer. There are 8 more games between now and the end of the season. I have a feeling by game 8 we'll be ready for soccer to be over (at least I will). </div><div> </div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-PXjyDJGS7_6Hwknq_jJ7gXzgMvE-0VWu92jxUOK5NTwdRzudx4vPdVyoFcjFMlmMM8hLmhGN_CBjr_IXdj9hax9Vvtq0NShMo5Db3VKWH4cPBjCl2GYUFeCpnT97LpM9bjpUcUaTvIwl/s1600-h/IMG_8795.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251268792799538882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-PXjyDJGS7_6Hwknq_jJ7gXzgMvE-0VWu92jxUOK5NTwdRzudx4vPdVyoFcjFMlmMM8hLmhGN_CBjr_IXdj9hax9Vvtq0NShMo5Db3VKWH4cPBjCl2GYUFeCpnT97LpM9bjpUcUaTvIwl/s200/IMG_8795.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><div></div><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251270742807640834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaR3ZD9aEioAA9S-ITiNLJgWg1t2uAn94rmOlT1ShOyixLpjh_SLAE2XUEdDJy6-iqoOgXsdXaayAGnn8y6efE6V-me2iS-3bR1ed2sASpWaFTero38irAgrhgklrqjN40xM7KXP5sb8fv/s200/IMG_8792_Edit.jpg" border="0" /><br /></p><br /><div></div></div>Caronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03509182642690076892noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284986067118591688.post-54516172648482440922008-09-24T22:01:00.001-05:002008-09-24T22:09:40.652-05:00Our Growing "O"Lil O went to the doctor this week for his 4 month shots/checkup. He has an incredibly loud scream when in pain. I really hate shots, my heart aches for him when he hurts so bad. He had a great appointment. If you need a doctor, I highly recommend considering Lisa Mason at Dr. Ski's. She's a nurse practitioner and she's wonderful. She takes her time, answers questions, and I never feel rushed. Owen like her too. Listed are Owen's stats:<br /><br /><strong>Height:</strong> 25"<br /><strong>Weight:</strong> 16 lbs 7ozCaronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03509182642690076892noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284986067118591688.post-71585488527873049962008-09-19T21:48:00.000-05:002008-09-20T08:20:16.852-05:00Happy Birthday, LindsayMy neice, Lindsay, will celebrate her 7th birthday on Saturday. Hope you have a great day.<br /><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247930760710552610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVK8qu570_nsOHum3O-gLy8toq3st7WWFbhT-HumM7dQ0vFToFovdqjyFuXIpbMyn4gXOecO02Cgjizb5nWp1OmoqgKviGZ9hbBlVZOBCsuBV1liyt75_DArm1UIh-sY7NzsZt5vmyM2hu/s200/IMG_8457_Crop.jpg" border="0" />Great picture, Byron</p><p align="left"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Matthew Singing</span></strong></p><p align="left">Last Sunday going to church Matthew was in the back seat and started to sing. I love to hear him sing. There's nothing better than to hear the sweet sound of him singing Jesus Loves Me. That night as we were tucking him in bed I asked him if we would sing it again so I could record him. He loves to watch himself on the camera so of course he agreed. Don't you just love the striped pajama pants? Don't forget to pause the music at the bottom of the page to hear Matthew sing.</p><p align="center"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dznAeS0tjJhdFZ4WOlitTjZJC7qky_qsLkT5Jc3TYW4QZUWdb6NgDkTqHNu772y7sbvuOwEIM0Lvune5GM41A' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p>Caronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03509182642690076892noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284986067118591688.post-23782983934602077102008-09-14T14:57:00.000-05:002008-09-14T15:43:05.535-05:00The Miracle EggI have a new product. I'm usually the last one to learn or hear about things so I'm sure that you know about the new miracle egg. Well, they call this egg, the <a href="http://www.pedegg.com/sssindex.html?directLoad&uid=632FF0B97C0BF0D43C45F6C933B63B2B">PedEgg</a>. I love this thing. It works great on your feet. I was a little nervous to use it the first time because it looks like a cheese grater. I could just imagine bits of my foot on the bathroom floor as I grated away my heel. Thankfully it was pain free and it worked a miracle on my feet. You can buy your own pedegg at a local drugstore (Walgreens, RiteAid, etc.), I got mine at Goody's. I've attached some pictures of my egg!<br /><br /><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245970620185110562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4yBzwSP-a78lK4JjKGG6aCAckX7eHnbMXe90TbUOzUDprCoTWB3VZdakuA80ops2gCT-4ejnPIqDLqTxQbl3fEG7yn2gGRYZGRlcqdaGapgmvHXWFZ4woxAXcS1PpW4gCy43F01WpBCAl/s200/IMG_8757.JPG" border="0" /> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245970900495087682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnGbha-wmGOeQ2FG9GwmiMUFNpxvu6Tf0aIrR9po-0DUGBZlYUeXfxOdfEJQeW9CbIIZXXjUzYqvE9A-fTmyU3iEbJPUrc7o51FCbvKFYIra2YNKd3YZfoljcM4knA6ooGXipnMw-uPKLu/s200/IMG_8759.JPG" border="0" /></p><br /><p></p><p><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Soccer Practice</span></strong></p><p>Well, we've started soccer practice last week. They looked so cute on the field playing. Matthew loved running and kicking the ball. There are 6 little friends on Matthew's team. After the first practice, I'm not really expecting any major wins, but it's all for fun and they had a great time. That's all that matters when you're 4. Michael has unexpectantly become the assistant coach (thanks, Scott). He really enjoyed helping out, hopefully with his work schedule he'll be able to help at each practice. Mark your calendar, their first real game is <strong>September 27th</strong>. The little girl in the picture is Sophie, Matthew's "girlfriend". </p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245973904111326930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1up86p93lFySUvENwOJ4T_3WN1mJfxg_33Bgcd2_2RoonmEJkK9Al-YxULBeVnXyLRlb9YDJjOu3B-l0qrD455cSwcj0u1iruuLfOJlHcVxP0Y9tzz7xBfgpins9-6WkRZfMY5a51zCeT/s200/IMG_8743.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245974553015494194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVlApWQz2T7zdyCs8XK_qJhIEFkhSxfDoKpnYIKpZEFzOXZVGBqJTviaBo9r1f5vV8AW9c1VwCP528KIxPHK2EYjs73KSJyyOx9qyYW4dbnTkDOSUcHIIx9vr8CUV08Fwuea6AKyCHAn46/s200/IMG_8744.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245974922206139938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEISmY0QmEvpT7O3Ip4Nvru901IFR0gn7X_bPWXLBRGN5ty-hHrf8jajzFCo4qBeHIs39N87_lUgXi_ks-KH6qBIS93EQTCYOT3wBRZJReognT15eqP50UEIWThiUdhR4ztIqGv0qhK7a8/s200/IMG_8745.JPG" border="0" /></p><br /><br /><br /><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245975280011695490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijPK2rGocu_pwrMIkFJZ0vfUvY83-XgjGzxzBxe8Ef5wUab_msk_nnZbsL-JOc39Ok9h8Yp2CP8b520d-wfvbgY-OI0DWDX0dhEeCbhnOUjbuVlDaDUJPbydHKJ7EG9N6QKZ8gLGLBTnc8/s200/IMG_8747.JPG" border="0" /></p><p></p><p><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Happy Birthday, Susan!!</span></strong></p><p>I almost forgot to mention my sister's birthday. She celebrated her 35th birthday yesterday. If you don't know her story please read her <a href="http://www.caringbridge.org/visit/susanakin">CaringBridge Page</a>. Hope you had a happy birthday, Susan.</p>Caronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03509182642690076892noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284986067118591688.post-74767598086862266472008-09-05T20:50:00.000-05:002008-09-05T21:40:10.098-05:00Our SummerAlthough summer is not officially over, I feel as though it is at the Byrd house. With school starting back and routines changing it seems like we've moved on to Fall. I wanted to share some things that we did this summer. Our biggest event was the birth of Owen. He was born May 20th. He's been such a good baby. We've had our share of sleepless nights and some napless days, but overall he's such a blessing to our family. If I could only get him to ride in his car seat without crying things would really be great. I just try to focus on the radio and get to where ever I'm going as quickly as possible. Matthew handles his crying very well (most days). <div><div><div><br /><div></div><div>Michael, Matthew, and myself went on our summer "vacation" to <a href="http://www.alabamaadventure.com/">Alabama Adventure</a> in July. We had a lot of fun. I highly recommend going if you get the chance. We were able to stay with my Brother's family who lives in Birmingham. Thank you Byron and Kristi for watching Matthew while Michael and I enjoyed a night in Birmingham. </div><div></div><br /><div>Matthew's first soccer practice is Monday night. I'm so excited to see him play. Matthew is going to love kicking the ball and running. If you've ever spent time with Matthew you know that he LOVES to run. He's a fast little thing too!</div><br /><div></div><div>We got some good pictures of Owen tonight. He'd just woken up from his nap and was in a good mood. I thought I would share them with you. How can you not love a bald baby with a huge smile? Don't forget to pause the music to hear the video.<br /><br /></div><div></div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242728023195892530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbtqPjSeCQ24jx92Kaerpe5-dIPxKNu5NKJ8Ts8tnsNFhlpbdPENTJBsWqYzBG-DM38emeO9UuuKGiHb5DDqAGsZush2GX00Li8iD8gNMYiEdEEWttixrdpONVTkbbL2ZZQrHAhHs-olAe/s200/IMG_8710.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242728474173067522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHiSdp_N3ss8LOgkaui8daB8PUg4ClGPQv8e7FDlGPK3WzqFP6FR_mXyoO0o66f3KODPi5_VCe64ueG-doIfdGb8QONoNhU9ViMBWi3oGdX3q3tlYh0usHjwa3inKoPIghNyb72XhwwogO/s200/IMG_8709.JPG" border="0" /><br /><div></div></div></div></div><br /><p align="center"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyk6FWB6DhiYMS4BWN3j04nWqkSadNEyID2IQesLHYHGZ7K5qeTIRNH2TOdW11PqyuZOct4eDxczd5u1skKbg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></p>Caronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03509182642690076892noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8284986067118591688.post-6055698001264289142008-08-30T09:52:00.000-05:002008-08-30T13:46:51.663-05:00Has Your Jaw Dropped? Yes it's an Update.Yes, it's true. I've had this blog for close to a year now. The only reason I started this blog was for the pregnancy ticker. I never intended to actually blog. Therefore, I've never posted anything to my blog. For some reason I've been criticized for never updating my blog. This was never the plan. Well, plans have changed. I can't be outdone by some of my "un"techy friends that have started their own blogs. So here we go, I'm an official blogger!<br /><br />Owen is growing by leaps and bounds. I will try to keep my blog updated with pictures and his latest achievements. Matthew is in school two days a week and will start soccer sometime in September. Can't wait to see him in his little uniform. Hope you enjoy my blog.Caronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03509182642690076892noreply@blogger.com3