tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-227230292024-03-07T16:03:50.100-06:00Click SwishKnit together with strong ties of love.Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07631542060172982796noreply@blogger.comBlogger206125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22723029.post-33294945434035711152012-05-12T20:24:00.001-05:002012-05-13T07:52:45.102-05:00Last Game<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;">
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Charli's very last t-ball game was yesterday. </div>
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Her faithful runner Kaitlyn was by her side.</div>
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They made it safely home more than once. </div>
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Conner discovered a possible future in broadcasting.</div>
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I'm so grateful for a team that welcomed her with open arms. Thank you Coach Candace and Coach Gary for loving our girl and coaching her so well. It's an experience she will never forget.</div>
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There's no crying in baseball, but I may have shed a happy tear or two in the dugout today.<br />
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Charli and Reagan are BFFs.<br />
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They wanted to be on the same t-ball team, but alas it didn't work out.</div>
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That doesn't stop them from wearing matching braids when their teams play.<br />
Or from cheering out in right field when the other is up to bat. <br />
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That's just what besties do.<br />
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Conner is fascinated with the creek that runs by the park.</div>
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My mom and I made his day when we let him kick his shoes off and wade in the shallows.</div>
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CG sat demurely on the bank. </div>
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Sweet brother helped her out. </div>
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He brought the creek to her. </div>
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Milkshakes to share.</div><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB0kQbs0M6zhUZAs5iBca_d5rXhuPfGhkrKT8fw8FssPmwgZEaqCbiLAuuc-brOrNhhY8afgTuPqPkI5WXsN5IHi4KM_-aRYwJidcaRNa9uEEwVSAo8Zn0WQxrsKqLvkl_JxocaQ/s1600/IMG_0877.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB0kQbs0M6zhUZAs5iBca_d5rXhuPfGhkrKT8fw8FssPmwgZEaqCbiLAuuc-brOrNhhY8afgTuPqPkI5WXsN5IHi4KM_-aRYwJidcaRNa9uEEwVSAo8Zn0WQxrsKqLvkl_JxocaQ/s400/IMG_0877.JPG" /></a><br />
Birds to rescue.</div><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlDumyU6X6EkcxgToNlHRttN7sE2cr8CxCivwFHCGelERUTdVUkQ5BknC6OlQw5Aj1yU0NfPPhN6FZ1LXJAihnG70bdxm_2tUeMg9HoOWNkJhPvOrvjk6E3ExunmJCqalCI5gyJg/s1600/IMG_0893.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlDumyU6X6EkcxgToNlHRttN7sE2cr8CxCivwFHCGelERUTdVUkQ5BknC6OlQw5Aj1yU0NfPPhN6FZ1LXJAihnG70bdxm_2tUeMg9HoOWNkJhPvOrvjk6E3ExunmJCqalCI5gyJg/s400/IMG_0893.JPG" /></a><br />
Eggs to dye. </div><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQF9_56Fp9Q4Xk1l3ba3xR8UjZBaNXSO5dBlLdMWeSl4EOPyZyJuImwkDAMfAzX-tmBAXQNst5JfwEAUxAHavc5Q_PKteesKTCVF-p_eE1L-ITwrtiZXRSdIRDRLPUsj27TR2ZTw/s1600/IMG_0890.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQF9_56Fp9Q4Xk1l3ba3xR8UjZBaNXSO5dBlLdMWeSl4EOPyZyJuImwkDAMfAzX-tmBAXQNst5JfwEAUxAHavc5Q_PKteesKTCVF-p_eE1L-ITwrtiZXRSdIRDRLPUsj27TR2ZTw/s400/IMG_0890.JPG" /></a><br />
Laughs to share. </div><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS6x-ZA05knx7U3wBSnghYVd3QW7E-RtQz22gBFCbeWWb8spg5dchJmPLW4pRq9BFwtAZVgwrNHTdhNuaGP5VZTPZkgPcD2S5pOBIx8hEIRKjrlqs63yxF6MW1153EPaCI69or-Q/s1600/IMG_0905.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS6x-ZA05knx7U3wBSnghYVd3QW7E-RtQz22gBFCbeWWb8spg5dchJmPLW4pRq9BFwtAZVgwrNHTdhNuaGP5VZTPZkgPcD2S5pOBIx8hEIRKjrlqs63yxF6MW1153EPaCI69or-Q/s400/IMG_0905.JPG" /></a><br />
Peeps to devour. </div><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv294ka5zSl7po1TiTPmNe9lGhFt8aprbPUPnFmdsbjx6aZt0erA6xtH6JtU_5OADJZaVC0vHCSgwKv4aO9ckbwdsWbH7gXFROXQ4v2CI3NCnA1x7csvr_kPaHkIDInAZ8Ah6qgw/s1600/IMG_0897.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhv294ka5zSl7po1TiTPmNe9lGhFt8aprbPUPnFmdsbjx6aZt0erA6xtH6JtU_5OADJZaVC0vHCSgwKv4aO9ckbwdsWbH7gXFROXQ4v2CI3NCnA1x7csvr_kPaHkIDInAZ8Ah6qgw/s400/IMG_0897.JPG" /></a><br />
Ground balls to catch. </div><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiu7qBoHsB4B7m9S7vKrSfoctmCGNY5kuq7kGtAoZYGGExA-sFHvq6iILhknijIkMf4YN6pYb_IOZdEcwlru3hvMv6PwS971BxGZFeG5bPkmwMR3yGnZfUjxEtZDFu3_zInvN3eA/s1600/IMG_0898.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiu7qBoHsB4B7m9S7vKrSfoctmCGNY5kuq7kGtAoZYGGExA-sFHvq6iILhknijIkMf4YN6pYb_IOZdEcwlru3hvMv6PwS971BxGZFeG5bPkmwMR3yGnZfUjxEtZDFu3_zInvN3eA/s400/IMG_0898.JPG" /></a><br />
And games to play. </div><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Spring is also a time for new beginnings.</span></td></tr>
</tbody></table><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUEQeIZEZINcAhzw1XWtSihbcVaFKrGw2WUvueK2H24gWKP1aRCqh94NOBTXoU6rh-KAjXwxrjjcG0mQ6xu1HA-bFCWmuXA-jg8JBfuWmYFTFOyy2q8hWiXxoa44W8oJ1KvdamhA/s1600/photo-002.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUEQeIZEZINcAhzw1XWtSihbcVaFKrGw2WUvueK2H24gWKP1aRCqh94NOBTXoU6rh-KAjXwxrjjcG0mQ6xu1HA-bFCWmuXA-jg8JBfuWmYFTFOyy2q8hWiXxoa44W8oJ1KvdamhA/s400/photo-002.JPG" /></a></div><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"> Charli Grace was baptized on Palm Sunday. Everyone at our church gets to add their name and the date of their baptism to the wall behind the baptistry. She wrote her name all by herself.<br />
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We had seen the cornea specialist a few days before. She confirmed that all that can be done at this point to improve Charli's vision is another cornea transplant. After all she went through with the first transplant, our answer was no. Praise God we also saw her low vision specialist the same week. According to her assessment she is actually seeing a little bit <i>better</i> than this time last year. So we are focusing on the vision that Charli <i>has</i> instead of wishing for what she doesn't. I think we've made there right choice. And if we start to doubt it, we can look at the writing on the wall.<br />
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For we live by faith, not by sight. 2 Cor 5:6-8<br />
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Charli had her exam under anesthesia. She was awesome. All smiles and not a single tear. The results weren't exactly great. Her glaucoma is still under control, but the scarring on her cornea has thickened. That's why she is having more problems than usual with her vision. </div><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxqZoiQ-v-GDaQyH34dBpWaoy9PCGGKdSc1JeizarvwZchhc8XSebzTMi6f89RS148oedoZcjaNT4aVzYon-tPD2qKxScTxqI4Sywa6gcOU2p_LdB7pmC4Y15fN2Lc9zGyjL0hGw/s1600/IMG_0808.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxqZoiQ-v-GDaQyH34dBpWaoy9PCGGKdSc1JeizarvwZchhc8XSebzTMi6f89RS148oedoZcjaNT4aVzYon-tPD2qKxScTxqI4Sywa6gcOU2p_LdB7pmC4Y15fN2Lc9zGyjL0hGw/s400/IMG_0808.JPG" /></a><br />
We are seeing a new cornea specialist a little closer to home next week. We just couldn't stand the thought of another four hour round trip to Atlanta. Besides another corneal graft is just too much of a risk right now anyway. So we are praying for guidance. And peace.</div><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs3kf2pEwSw6UdCQmMELbnyzBRUUxm-iiwwahiUZNFi182IRa75TxSVuWR5S3s3VXf5kG3UON3QGZ8I6uoIubHuqis6rFPiTsMSqq9zKqGoMde1JDGUl_csfIf5MbVA5ZGuJIFPA/s1600/IMG_0810.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs3kf2pEwSw6UdCQmMELbnyzBRUUxm-iiwwahiUZNFi182IRa75TxSVuWR5S3s3VXf5kG3UON3QGZ8I6uoIubHuqis6rFPiTsMSqq9zKqGoMde1JDGUl_csfIf5MbVA5ZGuJIFPA/s400/IMG_0810.JPG" /></a><br />
We've already got joy. </div><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAuAHZoA5afwD0kXqu4U2AKbYjDoD4aI7iz05mjCAeOpqzPNh7QyRv6d1w18KcjLeUseixBozrdodOWtrPKDV-2A11ofIpWF6EzZij58uiKCYHCoWjGz2EL3WpomjvCiW5f3dIlw/s1600/IMG_0842.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAuAHZoA5afwD0kXqu4U2AKbYjDoD4aI7iz05mjCAeOpqzPNh7QyRv6d1w18KcjLeUseixBozrdodOWtrPKDV-2A11ofIpWF6EzZij58uiKCYHCoWjGz2EL3WpomjvCiW5f3dIlw/s400/IMG_0842.JPG" /></a><br />
And you can't ask for much more than that. <br />
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We took Conner and his buddies to see Star Wars Episode One for his birthday last month.<br />
He seriously wants to be a Jedi. </div><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><br />
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</tbody></table>Naturally, Anakin is his favorite character since he's only seen the first movie<br />
and a few episodes of The Clone Wars. </div><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7uI_4Y2nwlK-FacQQAaBflGZr_ojDf0_tT4L4HFQ2T8BC-cI6aAIXp3FFiKO38sziX7XPuSXEuOVdOGZV9fzDlRB0u8R33XGqAaoY_iBia0L0BahsfVpkqltKPvkbwo3DrEgkbw/s1600/IMG_0797.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7uI_4Y2nwlK-FacQQAaBflGZr_ojDf0_tT4L4HFQ2T8BC-cI6aAIXp3FFiKO38sziX7XPuSXEuOVdOGZV9fzDlRB0u8R33XGqAaoY_iBia0L0BahsfVpkqltKPvkbwo3DrEgkbw/s400/IMG_0797.JPG" /></a> </div><div style="clear: both; text-align: CENTER;"> Y'all do me a favor and don't let him know how Annie turns out. We're breaking it to him gently.<br />
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</div>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07631542060172982796noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22723029.post-23378074258892298682012-03-04T22:57:00.001-06:002012-03-04T23:07:57.508-06:00Respect the Cane<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi04gf5Zz98qYFXO5R4N0Gj8JURoi78fZUCfUyv5ZqdS0wLuCNpC9k3MnTZ-g5fY5G28xGwufS6r7LuQYtt4qCcax7JLqa7t-F_PNKbk5eWtVZ0ePkOWx4NNjKbPQEvGk39O9NwOA/s1600/IMG_0786.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi04gf5Zz98qYFXO5R4N0Gj8JURoi78fZUCfUyv5ZqdS0wLuCNpC9k3MnTZ-g5fY5G28xGwufS6r7LuQYtt4qCcax7JLqa7t-F_PNKbk5eWtVZ0ePkOWx4NNjKbPQEvGk39O9NwOA/s400/IMG_0786.JPG" /></a> </div>Charli has been using a <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/White_cane">white cane</a> on and off for over a year. Some recent changes in her vision made us realize that she really needs the cane at school as well as out and about. She was clingy, bumping into things, and not getting around as independently as before. With the cane in hand her confidence reappeared almost immediately. I very glad that she has this tool to help her be independent. We get many curious glances and sometimes even downright stares. I have to remind myself that people rarely come in contact with a blind individual, much less an adorable 6 year old who just happens to be blind. <br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><a href="http://voices.yahoo.com/etiquette-around-person-blind-3218815.html">Etiquette Around a Person Who is Blind or Visually Impaired:5 Simple Tips</a></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;">My tip: Don't panic if your child points or asks, "What's wrong with her?" </span></span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;">Kids ask questions because they are curious, not to offend.</span></span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"> Calmly explain that some people can't see well and use a cane to help get around. </span></span><br />
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<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgu8ZxQxvYr99ZxXkNbOdM36Yvan4cxp97K3MRPFf5CSPxJChDDHM0LDxjt6sjoOodxuWTkQG936QpILQu3M-wek8FcKf6l_MJfkgumQ2IXTYiGR-Rg7rPxmPGOo_OwWFom1sfjKA/s1600/IMG_0778.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgu8ZxQxvYr99ZxXkNbOdM36Yvan4cxp97K3MRPFf5CSPxJChDDHM0LDxjt6sjoOodxuWTkQG936QpILQu3M-wek8FcKf6l_MJfkgumQ2IXTYiGR-Rg7rPxmPGOo_OwWFom1sfjKA/s400/IMG_0778.JPG" /></a> </div>Of course Charli took the cane along to her Girl Scout cookie sale this weekend. Don't you love the poster? She wrote, "GL ST CK." To those of you who haven't taught kindergarten before it means "Girl Scout Cookies."<br />
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By the way, I'm wearing my <a href="http://www.ravelry.com/patterns/library/snowcloud-cardigan">Snowcloud Cardigan</a> that I finished the night before. Hooray for actual knitting content.<br />
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Clever and charming,<br />
often messy,<br />
never boring,<br />
noisy<br />
entertainer,<br />
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Happy birthday buddy. You make my heart supper happy. <br />
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<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDmrDIaO7698uoyrxWXJIM2XMchyphenhyphenIBxh2oPcww8PRiFaIHEreQcJY_bdNj91B5Ewyryqil6usZiUYkuGMs22gK6cwAEwnIq-9F7VYzABMMWUQJ7JmBqLHBtfuzRhufuZz_nkL0kg/s1600/IMG_0388.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDmrDIaO7698uoyrxWXJIM2XMchyphenhyphenIBxh2oPcww8PRiFaIHEreQcJY_bdNj91B5Ewyryqil6usZiUYkuGMs22gK6cwAEwnIq-9F7VYzABMMWUQJ7JmBqLHBtfuzRhufuZz_nkL0kg/s400/IMG_0388.JPG" /></a> </div><div style="clear: both; text-align: CENTER;">Elephant Hats Optional</div>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07631542060172982796noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22723029.post-39963223781269655252011-11-01T18:49:00.001-05:002011-11-01T18:52:38.200-05:00Joy Comes in the Morning<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_S8nKcfHnVhZejN6JEWzVQwB_a_ILDFGv2ileejnGa1wN5LHQXEvEbvdn1WU-TbSPbEprhlSSzgo_O4RfuuO7kA2z8ilFNu5OZ1BWOJo8GurYhRHny8k3HctRVZDwQgog_J7-7Q/s1600/DSC_0394.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_S8nKcfHnVhZejN6JEWzVQwB_a_ILDFGv2ileejnGa1wN5LHQXEvEbvdn1WU-TbSPbEprhlSSzgo_O4RfuuO7kA2z8ilFNu5OZ1BWOJo8GurYhRHny8k3HctRVZDwQgog_J7-7Q/s400/DSC_0394.JPG" /></a> </div>A year ago this week Charli turned 5 in the hospital, two hours from home. She had 18 balloons, a mountain of gifts, and the undivided attention of her family and a whole floor of nurses. But let's face it, a birthday in the hospital stinks. <br />
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Yes, that's a page of braille she's reading. I've been teaching children to read for a decade now, but nothing compares to the wonder of hearing my own children read. Conner has been reading for almost a year. Charli declared that she too would read when she turned six. I secretly wondered if it would take her longer to learn in braille. She showed me!<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Happy Birthday sweet girl. </div><div style="text-align: center;">I know you are going to continue to amaze us.</div><br />
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<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoF3GS8T3v-4OPryHtqP6tYmBUnY6CWqSJYiShmOrI6VZiLGK0GUtuDH1w4yDsi3U7ajhH0qBUccHRz0F1zDc_GQdedpBosxiZm3UrbfCN2lqhcFLoDSNyhc9ZL3z9S89ySi5W0Q/s1600/DSC06026.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoF3GS8T3v-4OPryHtqP6tYmBUnY6CWqSJYiShmOrI6VZiLGK0GUtuDH1w4yDsi3U7ajhH0qBUccHRz0F1zDc_GQdedpBosxiZm3UrbfCN2lqhcFLoDSNyhc9ZL3z9S89ySi5W0Q/s400/DSC06026.JPG" /></a> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Brown Bear uses good manners in a restaurant.</div><br />
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Brown Bear is quiet in the library. <br />
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<div style="text-align: left;">As you can see it was a whirlwind weekend. Thanks for stopping by Brown Bear!</div><div style="text-align: left;"> </div><br />
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It has been a month since Chad's dad passed away. Strange how it feels like so much longer. It gets a little easier with the passing days, but then the sadness sneaks up when we least expect it. I was filling out a paper for the school about who would be attending Grandparent's Day with the kids, when suddenly the tears came. Mom's name just didn't look right without his beside it. Little things like that seem to be the hardest.<br />
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Maybe broken hearts are a little like broken toes... They heal but are never quite the same as before. <br />
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The Lord is close to those whose hearts have been broken. He saves those whose spirits have been crushed.<span class="keywordresultextras"> <span style="color: black;">Psalm 34:17-19</span></span>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07631542060172982796noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22723029.post-73589661968180340942011-08-07T08:13:00.000-05:002011-08-07T08:13:25.884-05:00Goodbye Buddy<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: left;">Chad's dad died Wednesday. His health had been failing over the last few months and while it wasn't unexpected it still hurts so badly. In the 16 years that Chad and I have been together Dad always treated me as his very own daughter. We joked that I was his fourth child. He loved Conner and Charli Grace (his namesake) dearly. He especially loved their shenanigans and chuckled at Chad and I pulling our hair out. (We call that 'paying for your raising' here in the south.) He bought the loudest, most obnoxious birthday and Christmas gifts and made sure they went home with us rather than stay in the toy box at his house. There were always hot-wheels cars in his desk for the kids. We even found some there the day he died... just waiting for the kids' next visit. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">He was a meticulous planner and organizer. One binder contained everything needed for his arrangements. All Mom had to do was sign a few papers and everything was ready. He approached his spiritual life in the same careful way. Chad found his Bible filled with notes, family records, and records of blessings and answered prayers. Dad loved his God, his wife, his family, his work and friends. He built his house on the rock and we are all so much the better for it.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Goodbye Buddy. The wait is going to be hard, but we will see you again someday. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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The adventure was totally worth the interstate driving and heat rash. (It was only like 100 degrees.) There were only a few rides the kids were too short to ride and they rode their favorites over and over. Thanks Lisa and Jarrod for inviting us along and helping seize the day!<br />
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<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5YkOOn2naektMG30NAJhyphenhyphennZtP5ONGkxoNs5XCFbJA14Ab1pCJJbHTYWDah46lrJbxM8ojRU3u3yLmP9wdLfgTQ1ZCRUsP8Q6tUHVF4-4hPys0fV2OySlVumkcNLER6dpoX_XOoA/s1600/IMG_0160.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5YkOOn2naektMG30NAJhyphenhyphennZtP5ONGkxoNs5XCFbJA14Ab1pCJJbHTYWDah46lrJbxM8ojRU3u3yLmP9wdLfgTQ1ZCRUsP8Q6tUHVF4-4hPys0fV2OySlVumkcNLER6dpoX_XOoA/s400/IMG_0160.JPG" /></a> </div><div style="text-align: center;">During (All Smiles!)</div><br />
<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIpJhSpggjJinRCwVDvNeVn1sLv9JOko1vntR5AdilzBZp7aG6k5DZhdjXlttx-UuomjUG8siF7MX5DEDW6z-dTQnaNdj4uvKVvz7hgNqY3zS4eCFv8XEUENreWZZHTLwOo6466Q/s1600/IMG_0161.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIpJhSpggjJinRCwVDvNeVn1sLv9JOko1vntR5AdilzBZp7aG6k5DZhdjXlttx-UuomjUG8siF7MX5DEDW6z-dTQnaNdj4uvKVvz7hgNqY3zS4eCFv8XEUENreWZZHTLwOo6466Q/s400/IMG_0161.JPG" /></a> </div><div style="text-align: center;">After</div><br />
<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8Ds3j15GW_WkYNHtcbmLiBYBpNrfvtCDNGLkbJ3oQVuqfyl85ycIbOEORHbQb2pFrGPvqZqD3uk2a3NdQDXtazjsAY93XJgWmyOhff24fjK5yhHpwPRPCdbRXkkAqPYakec-_7Q/s1600/IMG_0162.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8Ds3j15GW_WkYNHtcbmLiBYBpNrfvtCDNGLkbJ3oQVuqfyl85ycIbOEORHbQb2pFrGPvqZqD3uk2a3NdQDXtazjsAY93XJgWmyOhff24fjK5yhHpwPRPCdbRXkkAqPYakec-_7Q/s400/IMG_0162.JPG" /></a> </div><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;">It has taken a looooong time for CG's hair to reach her shoulders. But honestly the look wasn't working. Multiple trips under anesthesia in the past year really thinned it out. She had a kind of wispy mullet thing going on in the back, but she wasn't ready to give up the hair that took so long to grow out. Not to mention that the lingering issues from having her head shaved at the orphanage made hair cuts not so fun.<br />
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This week our China friend, Lily, got an adorable hair cut. I showed CG the pictures, and suddenly she was ready for a big girl do. She jumped right into the chair at the salon, and without a single tear my baby became a big girl.</div>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07631542060172982796noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22723029.post-31427485788810035592011-07-18T10:01:00.000-05:002011-07-18T10:01:18.597-05:00Welcome Home<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJQ4i2mi5EUSysRzW7jWEZCDT1AXZMVWHsjiI6hV2QbLlFbBHAR9CdIix8ZjSn0XkWM730Qiy69ijmua85P82JsJ_9rg3CQeKHmhrrOQrh_INQ_bbS7ch_0jov8Bt4EqXJxIuN_w/s400/boys+party5.jpg" /><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><a href="http://clickswish.blogspot.com/2011/01/meet-chris-this-handsome-fellow-is.html">Adam</a> and Titus are home and settling in to their new life in the US. Reading their <a href="http://racetochina.blogspot.com/2011/07/god-is-so-good.html">mom's blog</a> and hearing how well they are doing makes me so tremendously happy. Thank you God for the miracle of adoption and the miracle of family. </span></div></div><div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{"type":1}"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}">Jennifer, their mom, had this to say. "Another sweet end of the day...Adam told me 'Washington good, very good' then I said how about your family, mom, dad, sisters, brother, he said 'very good Ma, very good!' then he ran off giggling with joy."</span></span></h6></div>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07631542060172982796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22723029.post-50549165254509271292011-07-17T21:25:00.001-05:002011-07-17T22:31:42.942-05:00Sunday Snapshot<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfrK82_rJqj5Y1TaIsCZx5fInqcesY4NqpGM7NkeMQPWoWb2pb3-_fSDBTtPZnbbNZf5bqgIp1joTMA4bclZ2bSU_q77NBLHpYsribwA25DmhYFmuV49-QsFhlNmuH7oBRstUdTw/s1600/272798_2087559426762_1178476931_32172571_670009_o.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfrK82_rJqj5Y1TaIsCZx5fInqcesY4NqpGM7NkeMQPWoWb2pb3-_fSDBTtPZnbbNZf5bqgIp1joTMA4bclZ2bSU_q77NBLHpYsribwA25DmhYFmuV49-QsFhlNmuH7oBRstUdTw/s400/272798_2087559426762_1178476931_32172571_670009_o.jpg" /></a> </div><div style="text-align: center;">I was in a wedding this weekend...</div><br />
<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQzBGuAXsP8v2jwmTcSfT8vNIP3su3rmDSegJEerCJ9WSUbcdveD8S5rHE3Nk3pDfNVUp7-rQH6X0s6Q5sj0390u4Zgec-O40PXwlarF8ScFLN-kDg4UlRvDxlsblZrN0txtmCJw/s1600/265421_2087556506689_1178476931_32172565_736681_o.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQzBGuAXsP8v2jwmTcSfT8vNIP3su3rmDSegJEerCJ9WSUbcdveD8S5rHE3Nk3pDfNVUp7-rQH6X0s6Q5sj0390u4Zgec-O40PXwlarF8ScFLN-kDg4UlRvDxlsblZrN0txtmCJw/s400/265421_2087556506689_1178476931_32172565_736681_o.jpg" /></a> </div><div style="text-align: center;">along with some of my favorite people.</div><br />
<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8EVu-OVDQptiTF1TwqNY6QEc6TxA6xV3YjT39hLIQEXGr0V7Bdfwk1RsqtKG3DXUg9BCh90wHn3zSi5ZZL2M2Dpt1ozZjRgozNqJ2v5S-LfdUAZwttb7MHSKaeEW3EltPKI3Onw/s1600/271954_2089159346759_1178476931_32175093_7205016_o.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8EVu-OVDQptiTF1TwqNY6QEc6TxA6xV3YjT39hLIQEXGr0V7Bdfwk1RsqtKG3DXUg9BCh90wHn3zSi5ZZL2M2Dpt1ozZjRgozNqJ2v5S-LfdUAZwttb7MHSKaeEW3EltPKI3Onw/s400/271954_2089159346759_1178476931_32175093_7205016_o.jpg" /></a> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Conner was a little gentleman.</div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZqNvFCyQXzrgywy-T4yNzZjWhKPul5Bw_r40PiBYXfOCWktga7NHzvzWIC4EgOWmWI_4u0Ff0myxaozJ6JHJ9AdQJCFLYDVMrlNTj5nyrajbR_ylaheqNo2_uKlHgXfagzJA9Tw/s400/IMG_0124.JPG" /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Swirls</span></div><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1KYVk7-QOfsnJ-hgf7eT6lGL48Dn0Fy_OOeR9SD7Ndg8gIeZbGm8_2pFZ6nNRow8arjIXhMxtAXoy1YCzPSnyi-ReBbG5MvnX3Mlq6tbPj0cIjFduuotb-zBAVJ2-EQLEO8MMoA/s1600/IMG_0146.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1KYVk7-QOfsnJ-hgf7eT6lGL48Dn0Fy_OOeR9SD7Ndg8gIeZbGm8_2pFZ6nNRow8arjIXhMxtAXoy1YCzPSnyi-ReBbG5MvnX3Mlq6tbPj0cIjFduuotb-zBAVJ2-EQLEO8MMoA/s400/IMG_0146.JPG" /></a> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><a href="http://www.ravelry.com/patterns/library/mitered-crosses-blanket--for-japan">Squares</a></span></div><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBXyw94iy2Wo1-XxFD7pL3CjHNtmeIyqJpQn-HD-InRat1-0fd3A5C9ZTiN-25g_5WZOif1P41tvF4V7Avgv1eFOSTLn4B0jotO4b4SvvUdpYqXaMQ1IRo02GaXWH12p4r1I1hCA/s1600/IMG_0139.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBXyw94iy2Wo1-XxFD7pL3CjHNtmeIyqJpQn-HD-InRat1-0fd3A5C9ZTiN-25g_5WZOif1P41tvF4V7Avgv1eFOSTLn4B0jotO4b4SvvUdpYqXaMQ1IRo02GaXWH12p4r1I1hCA/s400/IMG_0139.JPG" /></a> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Sunbathing</span></div><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKAzt7m3UiNtFHFqX3s5pcjyszmqzElH1W9KA64Ykki0hcLQjbpn8vxjToD3z0ed6XamQmB7EqdbUu3kyS0elaX0gASDLHUbTmppz5Bw4ZCy2Fm35pJYEFBwcNkfyHbERtAiaQaQ/s400/IMG_0141.JPG" /><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Serious Swimmer</span></div>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07631542060172982796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22723029.post-79417510948838004282011-07-06T23:09:00.002-05:002011-07-12T21:43:35.433-05:00Family Day 3<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;">On Monday we celebrated Charli's family day with spaghetti and meatballs, chicken legs, and cupcakes with red, white, and blue sprinkles. (She chose the menu of course.) The fact that she came home to us on July 4th makes the day all the more special. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Coincidentally, we received some serious new braille gear this week. Miss Charli is the proud owner of a refurbished <a href="http://www.mountbattenbrailler.com/">Mountbatten Brailler</a>. It is quite possibly the coolest brailler I have ever seen. Her old brailler was like a manual typewriter, bulky and hard to press. The Mountbatten is electronic and gives immediate feedback for learning. It speaks each letter as it is brailled. I can even plug in a regular keyboard and braille anything Charli needs. It is going to make going to "regular" school so much easier for both her and her teachers.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Inclusion_%28education%29">Mainstreaming</a> has been our goal for CG all along. She attended our school system's early intervention preschool for three years with fabulous results. This spring Charli was evaluated at our state's school for the blind in hopes of getting information to help her make the transition to "big school." I walked in with her confident that she was going to wow the evaluator with her large vocabulary, solid phonemic awareness, print knowledge, and the several braille letters could recognize and produce on a brailler. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Well as they say, pride comes before a fall. Just a few questions into the evaluation CG clammed up. It was a long and uncomfortable morning. She managed to braille a, b, c, and whisper a few answers to the evaluator's questions. The more we coaxed, the more she pulled into her shell. This was not my girl at all. The old ghosts of anxiety and fear we have worked so hard to overcome were rearing their ugly heads in this unfamiliar environment. Still, I asked the evaluator to give me his honest opinion. The picture he painted of mainstreaming was far from sunny, warning that CG could fall further behind her peers academically. (Mind you other experts have told us exactly the opposite.) Of course I burst into tears.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Then the evaluator told me, <i>"It's difficult to decide to send your child away."</i> </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">He really said that y'all.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Well, I spent the next two days doing what I usually do when I'm angry and upset. I cried A LOT. And I cleaned the house. By the end of those two days I had enormous bags under my eyes, a sparkling house, and a new resolve. Charli already had one set of parents who had sent her away because of her blindness and as long as I was breathing she wasn't going to have another. (Now I <i>may</i> have used some stronger language when I declared this to Chad. Poor guy has to take the brunt of my mama bear rants.)</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">So our mission this summer is to hit the braille and hit it hard. Just ask my mama, the best way to get me fired up is to make me mad and tell me something can't be done. I found a scripted curriculum called <a href="http://www.kesterbraille.com/">Kester Braille</a> that we are using daily. We are a third of the way through the alphabet and things are looking good. We are sticking to the original plan and she will enter the same outstanding school where her brother attends and dad teaches. She will be the first print/braille reader they have had, and is being welcomed with open arms and plenty of support. I'm confident that with God's help things are going to be fine and our little trailblazer will be amazing. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div>If any of you lacks wisdom, let him ask of God, who gives to all liberally and without reproach, and it will be given to him. James 1:5<br />
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<div style="text-align: left;">We released the butterflies this weekend. I can't help but think of what a fantastic metaphor they are for <a href="http://www.marshillchurch.org/about/the-gospel">transformation</a> we find in Christ. Those ugly little caterpillars were changed into beautiful butterflies, no longer bound to crawl around in the muck. They were meant to soar. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Before the release, I had visions of cute photos of butterflies perched on the kids' fingers. The butterflies had different plans. One by one they zoomed out of their enclosure, over the house, and out of sight. Who knew a <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Painted_Lady">painted lady</a> could be so quick?!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">I only had time to snap a blurry picture of the one butterfly I was concerned about. She had emerged from her chrysalis with a bent wing. She was last to make her way out of the enclosure and I wasn't sure that she would be able to fly at all. She paused on my finger, fluttered her wings, and took off after her siblings. Even with her imperfection, she was meant to soar as well.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">We are all like that butterfly. In some way each of us is wounded. Some physically, some emotionally, some more deeply than others. The little hurt butterfly could have cowered in her old place, satisfied to live the life she had always known on the ground. But she didn't. This week I pray that I can be like the butterfly, not bound by my weakness, but free in Christ to fulfill his plan for me.</div><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGuJ7V8XBqvDL-klxLzdpBMVDDTNUYMsa_VMS0Vxn3ax-Y6LNHxMyViYWTFV_qgbv2Uvh7xllmJrQVUqypVN9T1C2IVBOjarVf_LebHau4t6vYNuN_4Gj9JwHW1ZFWq_JwQBg6bA/s400/DSCN1073.JPG" /> </div><br />
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<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguSCzQtKOJxNsELLGqtECugLUoI4EwR7wGVnv5KdJA5r3vFScZ4QAWk492UEXweWwAvrkJRFVeqbnB09YwRIDIfSuD_Ovan13ShNnOZ96ddNf3GKLdOiCpoU2EzhVMGT4ilGzPYw/s1600/DSCN1081.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguSCzQtKOJxNsELLGqtECugLUoI4EwR7wGVnv5KdJA5r3vFScZ4QAWk492UEXweWwAvrkJRFVeqbnB09YwRIDIfSuD_Ovan13ShNnOZ96ddNf3GKLdOiCpoU2EzhVMGT4ilGzPYw/s400/DSCN1081.JPG" /></a> </div><div style="clear: both; text-align: center;">He heals the brokenhearted <br />
and binds up their wounds. Psalm 147:3<br />
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But those who hope in the LORD <br />
will renew their strength. <br />
They will soar on wings like eagles; <br />
they will run and not grow weary, <br />
they will walk and not be faint. Isaiah 40:31</div>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07631542060172982796noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22723029.post-57234375691136132352011-04-03T08:48:00.001-05:002011-07-12T21:44:32.296-05:00Aspirations<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmzpXBadA-LoU5NQhYiN2YebOn-_BNFc68ZmdNoGgi7vsLXmI1E1QOuu2o8nU_AmeV5_19lqILdk_vXnv0QS4F3ehqCYmPUfs1vHsC72B1KtV07mHG8FX5Pgs-l-ygBTP12kglTQ/s1600/DSCN1027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmzpXBadA-LoU5NQhYiN2YebOn-_BNFc68ZmdNoGgi7vsLXmI1E1QOuu2o8nU_AmeV5_19lqILdk_vXnv0QS4F3ehqCYmPUfs1vHsC72B1KtV07mHG8FX5Pgs-l-ygBTP12kglTQ/s320/DSCN1027.JPG" width="212" /> </a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> Last month we had an appointment with Charli Grace's low vision specialist. A low vision specialist is a optometrist who specializes in helping patients get the most out of their remaining vision. Our doctor also makes recommendations regarding school and the type of accommodations will be the most effective. She had not seen CG since well before her cornea transplant and the infection. She was able to assure us that CG's vision is essentially the same as it was pre-transplant. She also told us that with the right technology and accommodations that CG will be able to have a successful year in Kindergarten. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">She also connected us with <a href="http://www.sightsaversamerica.org/">Sight Savers America</a>. They generously awarded us with a grant for a CCTV. It is a flat screen monitor with a camera attached underneath. It magnifies anything you slide under the camera and can even adjust the contrast or color. She has one at school, but this is going to make a huge difference in her ability to do homework and enjoy picture books at home.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">With this type of technology, the sky is the limit for CG. Her doctors have told us all along that driving will be one of her only limitations. (Although even that limitation may be gone in <a href="http://www.tgdaily.com/hardware-features/50483-car-for-the-blind-to-debut-at-daytona">the future</a>.) An education, a career, a family; these dreams are all within her reach. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">So far CG has had several career plans. Fold clothes at American Eagle. Be pretty teacher like mommy. (awww...) Have three babies and live with you and daddy. (uh, no) </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">At dinner this week we were talking about a family friend who happens to be an attorney. The kids wanted to know what a lawyer does so I explained that they know a lot about laws and help people follow them. I told CG she would be a great attorney since she is <strike>obsessed with</strike> interested in "the rules."</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">"But mom, who will drive me to work?"</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div>"I'm sure we can work that out. But if you need somebody, I'll drive you."<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Later at bath-time CG came up with a transportation plan of her own.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">"You know mom, D (her best school buddy since 3k) told me he is going to marry me when he grows up. So HE can drive me around."</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">You've got to love a girl with a plan.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">But you two and your three babies are going to have to find a place of your own. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">They should be forming a chrysalis any day now, so I suppose this could be the <strike>ugly</strike> awkward teenage stage.</td></tr>
</tbody></table><span id="goog_1451366750"></span><span id="goog_1451366751"></span>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07631542060172982796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22723029.post-66453563412692439302011-03-29T19:11:00.000-05:002011-03-29T19:11:09.148-05:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjODbcmNVc_qpNuVBHMQ66FOJC6EEf40wKSkWSR5Xu1rJBp_jdysn2N-9wmpopcmGcohSUi5tDhf7uW7Q-MGT-pkXTjqdGXVBCBrOFBcj4tiY0GNaaTkJDFx5ZbRwrXirKRCfEF9w/s1600/DSCN1068.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjODbcmNVc_qpNuVBHMQ66FOJC6EEf40wKSkWSR5Xu1rJBp_jdysn2N-9wmpopcmGcohSUi5tDhf7uW7Q-MGT-pkXTjqdGXVBCBrOFBcj4tiY0GNaaTkJDFx5ZbRwrXirKRCfEF9w/s320/DSCN1068.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>They are growing so fast that it is almost creepy.Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07631542060172982796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22723029.post-56284419149300628442011-03-26T12:06:00.000-05:002011-03-26T12:06:24.092-05:00<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijAageIL7owb1lEhcKFABpnud6YAAMP8vQn0HtFDguM0BfWhiZLsS7C8IecBMtbt0w2fInvrFeeEUhjeVzfqXE4ijQgugAQEpmMOGBbzA4p1HlqJt2sLmMde5d-Wsv7-ehfE-LPg/s1600/DSCN1056.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijAageIL7owb1lEhcKFABpnud6YAAMP8vQn0HtFDguM0BfWhiZLsS7C8IecBMtbt0w2fInvrFeeEUhjeVzfqXE4ijQgugAQEpmMOGBbzA4p1HlqJt2sLmMde5d-Wsv7-ehfE-LPg/s400/DSCN1056.JPG" /></a> </div><br />They are getting bigger.<div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07631542060172982796noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22723029.post-35658828311939954402011-03-24T17:36:00.002-05:002011-07-12T21:45:58.001-05:00Meet the Pillars'<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5SonKX427NDU62fwjG3y9qt56hNcc7c4UHWdWsAEe5-y4TAycnKpZx_pchySFz5l4UjejfIEACkNR2H2gl29ax921tdzpsvVU8XZoNk20kSBuq5NVLzItcV_5LDyYu5tKuGrKBQ/s1600/DSCN1055.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5SonKX427NDU62fwjG3y9qt56hNcc7c4UHWdWsAEe5-y4TAycnKpZx_pchySFz5l4UjejfIEACkNR2H2gl29ax921tdzpsvVU8XZoNk20kSBuq5NVLzItcV_5LDyYu5tKuGrKBQ/s400/DSCN1055.JPG" /></a> </div><div style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Meet Bill, Jill, Will, Lil, and Phil. They came in the mail today. These things thrive in the great outdoors so surely they can survive our house. Right?<br />
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