<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3095347276115825195</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:32:19.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Richards</title><subtitle type='html'>I am married to the most wonderful man I have ever known.  He makes me laugh about a million times a day.  We have two beautiful little boys, Noah &amp;amp; Connor.  I couldn&amp;#39;t imagine a day going by without hearing those sweet voices say &amp;quot;MAMA.&amp;quot;  

I teach first grade at New Hope Elementary and LOVE my job.  It&amp;#39;s stressful at times, but I&amp;#39;m like a giant kid myself and I love going to work in the mornings. (I also love summers off:)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richardsfamilylife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3095347276115825195/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richardsfamilylife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mrs. Richards Class</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16522922009557563777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q09JtKC_1M/SMcuwpfxDPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/iuBZ8ozUH70/S220/DSC03189.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3095347276115825195.post-5816442068299149583</id><published>2009-04-25T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T19:17:31.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Dog</title><content type='html'>Well, we've got yet ANOTHER dog at our house.  My sister and her family are moving and couldn't take their dog with them, so we decided to try him at our house.  We went to Alabama today to pick him up and he is HUGE!  He almost squished my guts out on the way home.  We're not too fond of his name, but he's over a year old and used to it.  My sister &amp;amp; her husband named him Butch (which Clint said reminds him of a manly lesbian:)  I'll put up pictures of him and the other doggies soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3095347276115825195-5816442068299149583?l=richardsfamilylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richardsfamilylife.blogspot.com/feeds/5816442068299149583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3095347276115825195&amp;postID=5816442068299149583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3095347276115825195/posts/default/5816442068299149583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3095347276115825195/posts/default/5816442068299149583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richardsfamilylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-dog.html' title='New Dog'/><author><name>Mrs. Richards Class</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16522922009557563777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q09JtKC_1M/SMcuwpfxDPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/iuBZ8ozUH70/S220/DSC03189.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3095347276115825195.post-2759590298886529460</id><published>2009-04-20T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T18:48:55.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God Never Promised Us a Rose Garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;As most of you know, I've been going through a lot of trials and tribulations.  I am so thankful for those of you that have been keeping me in your prayers &amp;amp; thoughts.  I know that God never promised us an easy life, and I know that if I have enough faith that God will bring me through this.  My sister told me today that she felt God telling her to let me know that I am already healed and all I have to do is claim my gift that God's offering me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I just want to thank everyone for being so supportive during my "hard" time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3095347276115825195-2759590298886529460?l=richardsfamilylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richardsfamilylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2759590298886529460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3095347276115825195&amp;postID=2759590298886529460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3095347276115825195/posts/default/2759590298886529460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3095347276115825195/posts/default/2759590298886529460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richardsfamilylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/god-never-promised-us-rose-garden.html' title='God Never Promised Us a Rose Garden'/><author><name>Mrs. Richards Class</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16522922009557563777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q09JtKC_1M/SMcuwpfxDPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/iuBZ8ozUH70/S220/DSC03189.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3095347276115825195.post-4876575389065064352</id><published>2009-04-13T19:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T19:06:48.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Fighting Illness</title><content type='html'>My sweet baby boy is STILL sick!  We ended up back at the doctor Friday morning after he started gagging and very unnatural looking things started coming out of his throat (I'll spare the gory details).  Dr. Ski said we have our 2nd ear infection, bronchittis, &amp;amp; pnemonia!  Isn't that just lovely?!?  He gave us about 4 different meds for him to take and said he would be fine to go back to daycare today (Monday).   Well, about 9:30 this morning I found out he was not ready for school!  Daycare called (I LOVE Mary Ann!!) and I had to leave work to go get him.  Please keep Connor in your prayers.  He could be so much worse off, so God is really so good!                           &lt;br /&gt;It's 9:00pm now and I guess I'll go to bed!  I hope everyone has a super duper week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3095347276115825195-4876575389065064352?l=richardsfamilylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richardsfamilylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4876575389065064352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3095347276115825195&amp;postID=4876575389065064352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3095347276115825195/posts/default/4876575389065064352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3095347276115825195/posts/default/4876575389065064352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richardsfamilylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/still-fighting-illness.html' title='Still Fighting Illness'/><author><name>Mrs. Richards Class</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16522922009557563777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q09JtKC_1M/SMcuwpfxDPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/iuBZ8ozUH70/S220/DSC03189.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3095347276115825195.post-4930694531790431316</id><published>2009-04-10T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T07:12:15.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q09JtKC_1M/Sd9TBoByO1I/AAAAAAAAADE/NHv65V7fJaI/s1600-h/DSC04057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323064571965094738" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q09JtKC_1M/Sd9TBoByO1I/AAAAAAAAADE/NHv65V7fJaI/s320/DSC04057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy rocking both the boys.  If it looks uncomfortable, it was, but I wish I could do this every minute of everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q09JtKC_1M/Sd9TBTRRMBI/AAAAAAAAAC8/RnzW0afak7E/s1600-h/DSC04062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323064566392893458" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-q09JtKC_1M/Sd9TBTRRMBI/AAAAAAAAAC8/RnzW0afak7E/s320/DSC04062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noah trying to cheese next to his bubby.  Connor was rocking... again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q09JtKC_1M/Sd9TBD3I37I/AAAAAAAAAC0/eUFEmAV6cTc/s1600-h/DSC04066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323064562256764850" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q09JtKC_1M/Sd9TBD3I37I/AAAAAAAAAC0/eUFEmAV6cTc/s320/DSC04066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy rocking with a sick baby Connor.  Check out his "lovey" it's a plastic ear of corn from Noah's kitchen set.  He wouldn't let go of it for a few days!  Too funny :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've been battling Connor being sick for the past week. It's so pitiful to watch him. He's been crying, running a fever, and coughing. We've taken him to the doctor and they said that he has a cold. That was such a blessing because we thought that his RSV might be back. He's still not doing great, his nose is the LOVELIEST shade of bright green snot, but I'm happy that it's not RSV.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poor Noah has been such a great sport while his "baby" has been sick. He's had to deal with mommy holding Connor &amp;amp; rocking him a lot more. You can tell he's jealous, but he's being such a great big brother! I am so blessed with my big boy. I love him more than he'll ever know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3095347276115825195-4930694531790431316?l=richardsfamilylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richardsfamilylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4930694531790431316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3095347276115825195&amp;postID=4930694531790431316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3095347276115825195/posts/default/4930694531790431316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3095347276115825195/posts/default/4930694531790431316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richardsfamilylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/sick-baby.html' title='Sick Baby'/><author><name>Mrs. Richards Class</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16522922009557563777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q09JtKC_1M/SMcuwpfxDPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/iuBZ8ozUH70/S220/DSC03189.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q09JtKC_1M/Sd9TBoByO1I/AAAAAAAAADE/NHv65V7fJaI/s72-c/DSC04057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3095347276115825195.post-9220804564549468537</id><published>2009-04-04T04:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T05:07:42.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cereal Box Book Reports</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q09JtKC_1M/SddNZvRV32I/AAAAAAAAACo/BpkL3uM2li0/s1600-h/DSC04055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320806589342801762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q09JtKC_1M/SddNZvRV32I/AAAAAAAAACo/BpkL3uM2li0/s320/DSC04055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q09JtKC_1M/SddNZTNvshI/AAAAAAAAACg/iug4dJs7Lnc/s1600-h/DSC04050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320806581811524114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q09JtKC_1M/SddNZTNvshI/AAAAAAAAACg/iug4dJs7Lnc/s320/DSC04050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q09JtKC_1M/SddNZK8LXRI/AAAAAAAAACY/7z3YO2ITSsc/s1600-h/DSC04049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320806579590356242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q09JtKC_1M/SddNZK8LXRI/AAAAAAAAACY/7z3YO2ITSsc/s320/DSC04049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q09JtKC_1M/SddNYzWy3dI/AAAAAAAAACQ/IT2maIIWZkY/s1600-h/DSC04048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320806573259546066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q09JtKC_1M/SddNYzWy3dI/AAAAAAAAACQ/IT2maIIWZkY/s320/DSC04048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In my classroom, we are almost finished with every book in our Scott Foresman reading series. To keep us from having NOTHING to do for hte last 3 weeks of school I decided to shake things up a bit. So, this week instead of having a regular reading story, workbook pages, &amp;amp; test, we did cereal box book reports. The students have to do a mandatory reading fair project next year, so what better way to get them ready than to introduce it now?!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids LOVED doing this. I was actually surprised at how much fun they had! They worked with partners &amp;amp; made their own book reports on cereal boxes. On the front they had to write the name of their book &amp;amp; an illustration (one that was not on the front cover of the book), one side had the main characters, the other side had the setting, the back had the book summary, and on the top of the box they had to write the title, author, #of pages, &amp;amp; how many stars they gave the book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I loved this project and can't wait to do it again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3095347276115825195-9220804564549468537?l=richardsfamilylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richardsfamilylife.blogspot.com/feeds/9220804564549468537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3095347276115825195&amp;postID=9220804564549468537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3095347276115825195/posts/default/9220804564549468537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3095347276115825195/posts/default/9220804564549468537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richardsfamilylife.blogspot.com/2009/04/cereal-box-book-reports.html' title='Cereal Box Book Reports'/><author><name>Mrs. Richards Class</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16522922009557563777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q09JtKC_1M/SMcuwpfxDPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/iuBZ8ozUH70/S220/DSC03189.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q09JtKC_1M/SddNZvRV32I/AAAAAAAAACo/BpkL3uM2li0/s72-c/DSC04055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3095347276115825195.post-3924029825877098205</id><published>2009-03-30T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T05:09:45.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Been a LONG time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q09JtKC_1M/SdFrMyZ8ueI/AAAAAAAAACI/FQPLGiprzPc/s1600-h/DSC03764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319150502334478818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q09JtKC_1M/SdFrMyZ8ueI/AAAAAAAAACI/FQPLGiprzPc/s320/DSC03764.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Noah with balloon boobies. This was from New Year's Eve, but he just looks so cute with his tata's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q09JtKC_1M/SdFqd4OCz6I/AAAAAAAAAB4/irH7Ea5URYg/s1600-h/DSC03859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319149696441307042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q09JtKC_1M/SdFqd4OCz6I/AAAAAAAAAB4/irH7Ea5URYg/s320/DSC03859.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My sleepy boy at breakfast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been so long since I have blogged that I actually kinda forgot I have a blogspot! Sad...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, things have been going great. Life is flying by way too quickly. I've got loads of pictures to post of the boys. I can't believe that in just a few short months (July) my babies will be 4 and 1! I think it may be time to add another one to the mix :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q09JtKC_1M/SdFpV9NLx4I/AAAAAAAAABw/bJ6uMX845xY/s1600-h/DSC03889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319148460829296514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q09JtKC_1M/SdFpV9NLx4I/AAAAAAAAABw/bJ6uMX845xY/s320/DSC03889.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q09JtKC_1M/SdFpV9NLx4I/AAAAAAAAABw/bJ6uMX845xY/s1600-h/DSC03889.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-q09JtKC_1M/SdFpV9NLx4I/AAAAAAAAABw/bJ6uMX845xY/s1600-h/DSC03889.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Connor looking too cool in his sunglasses!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3095347276115825195-3924029825877098205?l=richardsfamilylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richardsfamilylife.blogspot.com/feeds/3924029825877098205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3095347276115825195&amp;postID=3924029825877098205' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3095347276115825195/posts/default/3924029825877098205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3095347276115825195/posts/default/3924029825877098205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richardsfamilylife.blogspot.com/2009/03/been-long-time.html' title='Been a LONG time!'/><author><name>Mrs. Richards Class</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16522922009557563777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q09JtKC_1M/SMcuwpfxDPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/iuBZ8ozUH70/S220/DSC03189.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q09JtKC_1M/SdFrMyZ8ueI/AAAAAAAAACI/FQPLGiprzPc/s72-c/DSC03764.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3095347276115825195.post-4699280248334420027</id><published>2008-11-17T19:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T19:20:36.182-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Day Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Today has been an awesome day!  My students at school were wonderful, attentive, worked their hardest, &amp;amp; showed me today exactly why I went into teaching!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;At home, my boys were so much fun!  My sister &amp;amp; her family came by the house for a little bit and the kids all enjoyed playing together.  Connor especially like Uncle Joe's game of peek a boo with his hat.  Connor is so funny whenever we play peek a boo with him.  Each time we say boo, or whatever words we choose to say at that time, he gets startled, jumps, &amp;amp; then laughs so loudly.  It is such a blessing to see my sweet baby loving life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Noah had a great time playing with his cousins.  He was so upset when they left to go home.  He kept saying he did not want them to leave him!  It was so sweet &amp;amp; sad at the same time.  Yesterday we went to my other sister's house and Noah unfortunately began dressing up in Lily's dress up clothes!  He ended up wearing a pink tutu with silver sequins and a purple princess top!  He wanted me to call him Princess instead of Noah.  If it wasn't for the fact that he's desperately in "love" with a little girl at daycare I'd be worried!  My sister took pictures of him get-up to torture him with later in life!  I can't wait to see what he thinks about that later!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Happy Almost Anniversary&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I can't believe it, but it's almost our first anniversary!  It's hard to believe that almost a year has passed by since we got married.  I am still amazed at my husband.  Right now, as I am typing this, Clint is in the kitchen washing bottles for our baby to take to daycare tomorrow.  He has been such a blessing in my life.  Falling in love with Clint taught me that first impressions are not always accurate.  Continuing to fall more in love with him each day has taught me that your heart can grow bigger each day.  I have learned so much about him over the past year and I pray that God will see fit to bless us with many many more years together.  I think that I have such a wonderful husband and family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Almost Anniversary Clint!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3095347276115825195-4699280248334420027?l=richardsfamilylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richardsfamilylife.blogspot.com/feeds/4699280248334420027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3095347276115825195&amp;postID=4699280248334420027' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3095347276115825195/posts/default/4699280248334420027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3095347276115825195/posts/default/4699280248334420027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richardsfamilylife.blogspot.com/2008/11/great-day-today.html' title='Great Day Today'/><author><name>Mrs. Richards Class</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16522922009557563777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q09JtKC_1M/SMcuwpfxDPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/iuBZ8ozUH70/S220/DSC03189.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3095347276115825195.post-1263519854186390682</id><published>2008-11-15T18:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T18:23:01.879-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Indian Boys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q09JtKC_1M/SR-C2y4gMKI/AAAAAAAAABg/c9SvdanNf9w/s1600-h/DSC03531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269073966930079906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q09JtKC_1M/SR-C2y4gMKI/AAAAAAAAABg/c9SvdanNf9w/s320/DSC03531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Noah &amp;amp; I decided to do an art project tonight. We made Indian hats for him &amp;amp; Connor! We had so much fun painting feathers, cutting construction paper, &amp;amp; adding the feathers. Here are some pictures of my little wild Indians!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3095347276115825195-1263519854186390682?l=richardsfamilylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richardsfamilylife.blogspot.com/feeds/1263519854186390682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3095347276115825195&amp;postID=1263519854186390682' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3095347276115825195/posts/default/1263519854186390682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3095347276115825195/posts/default/1263519854186390682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richardsfamilylife.blogspot.com/2008/11/little-indian-boys.html' title='Little Indian Boys'/><author><name>Mrs. Richards Class</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16522922009557563777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q09JtKC_1M/SMcuwpfxDPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/iuBZ8ozUH70/S220/DSC03189.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q09JtKC_1M/SR-C2y4gMKI/AAAAAAAAABg/c9SvdanNf9w/s72-c/DSC03531.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3095347276115825195.post-2985398737784558337</id><published>2008-11-13T18:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T18:55:37.002-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My boys are getting so big!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q09JtKC_1M/SRzoXjmGyrI/AAAAAAAAABY/_TEtcQjn05A/s1600-h/DSC03428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268341155506342578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q09JtKC_1M/SRzoXjmGyrI/AAAAAAAAABY/_TEtcQjn05A/s320/DSC03428.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Noah &amp;amp; Connor in their matching pj's from Grandma Donna!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;I look around and cannot believe how big my boys are getting! It seems like just yesterday I was begging God to please let Connor hurry up and be born. Now he is already 4 months old, eating baby food, and weighs 14.9#! Noah is getting to be so grown up. He's capable of relatively deep conversations. Granted, I may have a skewed perspection of what makes a deep conversation since I am around children all day, but I happen to believe that he is rather gifted in the art of conversation!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3095347276115825195-2985398737784558337?l=richardsfamilylife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://richardsfamilylife.blogspot.com/feeds/2985398737784558337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3095347276115825195&amp;postID=2985398737784558337' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3095347276115825195/posts/default/2985398737784558337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3095347276115825195/posts/default/2985398737784558337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://richardsfamilylife.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-boys-are-getting-so-big.html' title='My boys are getting so big!'/><author><name>Mrs. Richards Class</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16522922009557563777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-q09JtKC_1M/SMcuwpfxDPI/AAAAAAAAAAY/iuBZ8ozUH70/S220/DSC03189.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-q09JtKC_1M/SRzoXjmGyrI/AAAAAAAAABY/_TEtcQjn05A/s72-c/DSC03428.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
