tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-89863643015591170432024-02-01T23:24:53.267-05:00Grandma's Jewels: The Lights of my Life"For you were once darkness, but now you are light in the Lord. Walk as children of light" Eph. 5:8 (Our hope for our grandchilden)Grandma Bibbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09374433741826178093noreply@blogger.comBlogger66125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986364301559117043.post-88979081834898789412010-03-06T09:47:00.012-05:002010-03-06T10:13:05.705-05:00An Afternoon with Luke & Kayla<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUUeUH-BE4thXnSPUgukczplca3rLWu9uabm1_Uch63URzuf_1fQDeV5BjELrtUCOmQTEa-XJ64Oconv8h3sUQL6bkvXg3CoZB8lYaHDFOoZUMnP9C1Zc1WDeZgYouTi6ZxRZwk7TIdlo/s1600-h/Games+with+Luke+%26+Kayla+003.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445537780946760898" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUUeUH-BE4thXnSPUgukczplca3rLWu9uabm1_Uch63URzuf_1fQDeV5BjELrtUCOmQTEa-XJ64Oconv8h3sUQL6bkvXg3CoZB8lYaHDFOoZUMnP9C1Zc1WDeZgYouTi6ZxRZwk7TIdlo/s320/Games+with+Luke+%26+Kayla+003.JPG" /></a><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQXWyopxN2pHIJKK2fx2OwGEqnjg0OOd-LDtuLAwyDBW9cuoIYePc1Y1lZS8M8q8bbN8-HIpxPeg48w1o1L1XD2FPfdMc2vrJuySFMAujC8rfIsXyHVq0rYS4-gUwOvrOfj_Oe_0tLKNs/s1600-h/Games+with+Luke+%26+Kayla+004.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445537384302458066" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQXWyopxN2pHIJKK2fx2OwGEqnjg0OOd-LDtuLAwyDBW9cuoIYePc1Y1lZS8M8q8bbN8-HIpxPeg48w1o1L1XD2FPfdMc2vrJuySFMAujC8rfIsXyHVq0rYS4-gUwOvrOfj_Oe_0tLKNs/s320/Games+with+Luke+%26+Kayla+004.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGCO8sYzswlmeJ7kG6oPATqhOsXHMJdKpdvwRowgZLAESmkXDqfILlI6SO1LlRbVTsHh3g5AV2GBv29X45Ch1u-V-RIgGuAQLEqQdQegYHiDnVsI0xRK9KBhbkpxDWOlRJKY1woTDWreA/s1600-h/Games+with+Luke+%26+Kayla+005.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445536997825014258" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGCO8sYzswlmeJ7kG6oPATqhOsXHMJdKpdvwRowgZLAESmkXDqfILlI6SO1LlRbVTsHh3g5AV2GBv29X45Ch1u-V-RIgGuAQLEqQdQegYHiDnVsI0xRK9KBhbkpxDWOlRJKY1woTDWreA/s320/Games+with+Luke+%26+Kayla+005.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeDSxdlkyRJnaIboX5kI2pMpXPLfb6VlxxLjWiJowkeA0Py8dAM-SCih1jVgC036UBAWjGe8dU_o8JA4o1oUuzcq-XC-7fo8siNR3Rj4VgMFN8YlAe367E_9IBDsqdpJlrrc8cL6wcaB0/s1600-h/Games+with+Luke+%26+Kayla+006.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445536637177934514" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeDSxdlkyRJnaIboX5kI2pMpXPLfb6VlxxLjWiJowkeA0Py8dAM-SCih1jVgC036UBAWjGe8dU_o8JA4o1oUuzcq-XC-7fo8siNR3Rj4VgMFN8YlAe367E_9IBDsqdpJlrrc8cL6wcaB0/s320/Games+with+Luke+%26+Kayla+006.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGoRjD_rC9aQ2PbsBIVtV17V7-IiX55vBQRtlU2PgtGjJ8g3j4ybDYAp7Yl5EfcQodSGU-B80Dhd4TwpQ6l3O9qF0XVQ1QG2cBCpD9qSnnVtygM87pNk44sYVoGC9r2HGFsVcCfzNmiT4/s1600-h/Games+with+Luke+%26+Kayla+007.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445536300698399986" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGoRjD_rC9aQ2PbsBIVtV17V7-IiX55vBQRtlU2PgtGjJ8g3j4ybDYAp7Yl5EfcQodSGU-B80Dhd4TwpQ6l3O9qF0XVQ1QG2cBCpD9qSnnVtygM87pNk44sYVoGC9r2HGFsVcCfzNmiT4/s320/Games+with+Luke+%26+Kayla+007.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF1LZhaiTblqORxk9t_t43SA_BYjbUPsab6btayf7IVjumzCpza9huSztVsdMeYSnORaaHk_isYpCUqihgyn_WhrkKgBgQYs1sRISrKT3ymf0ee0rZIFZxf5u14kh2ZH_uaLglwV7IHVE/s1600-h/Games+with+Luke+%26+Kayla+008.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445535948959660690" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF1LZhaiTblqORxk9t_t43SA_BYjbUPsab6btayf7IVjumzCpza9huSztVsdMeYSnORaaHk_isYpCUqihgyn_WhrkKgBgQYs1sRISrKT3ymf0ee0rZIFZxf5u14kh2ZH_uaLglwV7IHVE/s320/Games+with+Luke+%26+Kayla+008.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>This past Thursday instead of having the two younger girls, I was able to have an afternoon with Luke and Kayla. Uncle Bobby was with us too because he didn't feel 100%.</div><div></div><div></div><div>So Uncle Bobby and I picked the two oldest grandchildren up from school and headed to McDonald's. We picked up lunch and headed to grandma's house. They were so excited because it had been about 3 weeks since they had been here.</div><div></div><div></div><div>We ate our lunch and then put the TV on for Uncle Bobby and proceeded to play games all afternoon. We played Shoots & Ladders, Sorry, Yahtzee, and Sorry Slider. After Yahtzee, Kayla watched a movie with Uncle Bobby. As you see in the pictures by the time we got to Yahtzee, the kids were really getting into the games. We thoroughly enjoyed ourselves until Eric came to pick the kids up and headed for home. We will need to do it again very soon.</div></div></div></div></div></div>Grandma Bibbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09374433741826178093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986364301559117043.post-34899369828964193242010-02-23T17:04:00.024-05:002010-02-23T20:39:44.831-05:00Here are some pictures from the last couple of months. It will bring you up to date on what the lights of our lives look like, and I will try and do better in the months to come. I begin with some girly time with Kayla Marie. She spent the afternoon with grandma, who painted her nails purple!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinKkjO_sYFm2ce2WJGkYY6HZW8SBiMeeF0I-EvSDyQJxi_hUOvZEpvz3QZxaPrcF7lFOJpR8V38BZq4tT2uQi7moXKc8XzHj4LMIdbrCZNPDSC8F2-sFZXC9_gI28fUAMuFf50elar_oE/s1600-h/DSC00393.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441569722735817810" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinKkjO_sYFm2ce2WJGkYY6HZW8SBiMeeF0I-EvSDyQJxi_hUOvZEpvz3QZxaPrcF7lFOJpR8V38BZq4tT2uQi7moXKc8XzHj4LMIdbrCZNPDSC8F2-sFZXC9_gI28fUAMuFf50elar_oE/s320/DSC00393.JPG" /></a><br /><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441569340597095362" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikRDwycokaw3jDJEG3bYxv1BZFRHWCyERsZDIJtdtjZMrrJG6O1HdOIdO4LbDxl4L7eQzmPqwnyO8KluG57l46j0RkfyX6cdK-QA0GxCiWun296agBIQRBrH4cN5xsUlxCPk3oEf40lqc/s320/DSC00543.JPG" />Then we have the four local grand-children. Kaitlyn Jo was added to the mix in December 2009. She isn't legally a Bibby yet, but she sure is one in our hearts.<br /><br /><br />Luke turned 6 this year. One of his gifts was a glow-in-the-dark basketball. He blew out his candles on 6 'cookie cakes' made especially for him by his momma!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikF5598rlEwK8_6emDFK18My2wJqdL6MbqlarqQMMRMfAuln9YJQhknzjkG9evePF68oDCAnFj4R_agUSGmK9BGPHDeqPCPfSvmVkuPhsCjGFuOV9MSxsqL3rhsfNPRajeQCC6nyoA2hA/s1600-h/DSC00553.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441568932698587778" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikF5598rlEwK8_6emDFK18My2wJqdL6MbqlarqQMMRMfAuln9YJQhknzjkG9evePF68oDCAnFj4R_agUSGmK9BGPHDeqPCPfSvmVkuPhsCjGFuOV9MSxsqL3rhsfNPRajeQCC6nyoA2hA/s320/DSC00553.JPG" /></a> <div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIgqaw_3zxIoxHQ4jckSU9WI8FTYMVE7n0JCDHo3IDnHojOeIYfaaYJbb74i5WKRHGqQZ8ExBdHvCXZmEBrBtB2ykC916H15ZVaMPwkgETwkYyZPvJ168wSuhV0NJX8143-3i49vkwKBA/s1600-h/DSC00556.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441568552810050450" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIgqaw_3zxIoxHQ4jckSU9WI8FTYMVE7n0JCDHo3IDnHojOeIYfaaYJbb74i5WKRHGqQZ8ExBdHvCXZmEBrBtB2ykC916H15ZVaMPwkgETwkYyZPvJ168wSuhV0NJX8143-3i49vkwKBA/s320/DSC00556.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz08Z3cOlVdPqANsXklTjtHInbgTF53b99kVwh58tdNjhx6yRXhEBFLBcmgQ6qEfW6qsMbfMe092ZoddHWB3L93y8nspGbm0HcisyA1sQK_I609wlgUVsjqRT9G1RYOvFjNJXAsUqKpws/s1600-h/DSC00565.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441568146209242978" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz08Z3cOlVdPqANsXklTjtHInbgTF53b99kVwh58tdNjhx6yRXhEBFLBcmgQ6qEfW6qsMbfMe092ZoddHWB3L93y8nspGbm0HcisyA1sQK_I609wlgUVsjqRT9G1RYOvFjNJXAsUqKpws/s320/DSC00565.JPG" /></a> Kaitlyn and Krista spend 2 days a week at grandma's house while momma works. They spend time dancing in the kitchen and eating at the table.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGp8diU75MVbmztrkPlSY0MA3J5q0W0VuYWbi7emsXP-grEtAZYAtlQ4pmN5W20oBaQRKOeH2FtFf_-6aF26kLpRL1OgeYtcn8NTZcHI97CqagECm7sdbsH6kS88EvvlwUF_JTM7bmLOA/s1600-h/DSC00566.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441567729278220114" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGp8diU75MVbmztrkPlSY0MA3J5q0W0VuYWbi7emsXP-grEtAZYAtlQ4pmN5W20oBaQRKOeH2FtFf_-6aF26kLpRL1OgeYtcn8NTZcHI97CqagECm7sdbsH6kS88EvvlwUF_JTM7bmLOA/s320/DSC00566.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4PAnyXgmYz3QBcCO10ulG_GX6jjq3SV0VDkjZRtmEdqYCaGuTqIodgeGlD6a2AJ9fJ77eXCTpdSyxEPNTYajgphmvKt1BCkfqzgIAa_95z_uXnivx7W894UXUuXySLxQVkFKV_JwpDp0/s1600-h/DSC00578.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441567285406481266" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4PAnyXgmYz3QBcCO10ulG_GX6jjq3SV0VDkjZRtmEdqYCaGuTqIodgeGlD6a2AJ9fJ77eXCTpdSyxEPNTYajgphmvKt1BCkfqzgIAa_95z_uXnivx7W894UXUuXySLxQVkFKV_JwpDp0/s320/DSC00578.JPG" /></a> And then we have our Texas baby! He sure is growing up quickly. Grandpa used one of his TLO weeks to transport Bobby to Wabash so grandma could go down to Texas and have an Elliot fix! She sure did enjoy her time there.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh13dyP31ECQwvoEW5YaX2Mhl6A3GPAhl2CBIw-bq1eivLjIygl5J9qSpc-Bmr84hRqEcWv4q9h8ESfXq2LUJIP47ksGlgmSKOpvkiWAKwsmX8zz_JP4-wicx0Rmc8l7-XFNLNLYZD-_Xs/s1600-h/DSC00586.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441566842539825138" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh13dyP31ECQwvoEW5YaX2Mhl6A3GPAhl2CBIw-bq1eivLjIygl5J9qSpc-Bmr84hRqEcWv4q9h8ESfXq2LUJIP47ksGlgmSKOpvkiWAKwsmX8zz_JP4-wicx0Rmc8l7-XFNLNLYZD-_Xs/s320/DSC00586.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>Here is his blankie made for him by his great-grandma VDT and a new high chair from grandpa & grandma Bibby. He is such a big boy here.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyy6J8zkHp3FT6Mr9x5XhvamZakNHJuNNpO-e6yTlfPqrcUmV2QfFxcslrnTvxRaY683ZUPSq19ynaNyZbxscZ3lW0WU5QV-jBzajOuWiJZREdOeVE78SiKkp-zFwLXHktWXRGQ-Mlw-0/s1600-h/DSC00592.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441566472361969410" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyy6J8zkHp3FT6Mr9x5XhvamZakNHJuNNpO-e6yTlfPqrcUmV2QfFxcslrnTvxRaY683ZUPSq19ynaNyZbxscZ3lW0WU5QV-jBzajOuWiJZREdOeVE78SiKkp-zFwLXHktWXRGQ-Mlw-0/s320/DSC00592.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div>And then a little tubby time!!!!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiStpnqcivGY39G2-drlt8_m-sLa_gqvH2JCXI07L-RYRj-C57PINYcdYFiG8YerZDm6DREmR3dff-Vk-AIH8oXBGgOFmP3aW0eFFsFdm0GzeJo1bueb-tB_yaDn5KsmSVCPGticNBm1SA/s1600-h/DSC00596.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441566051949175074" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiStpnqcivGY39G2-drlt8_m-sLa_gqvH2JCXI07L-RYRj-C57PINYcdYFiG8YerZDm6DREmR3dff-Vk-AIH8oXBGgOFmP3aW0eFFsFdm0GzeJo1bueb-tB_yaDn5KsmSVCPGticNBm1SA/s320/DSC00596.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpoTHJLFm9nZyyk0YpYfFoh22d2-k9zDYlV53cGhfhZs1Lr2nkV7wpBzZMqe4QVjgIRnStlDEQh9n1wcnUkt9UIMxkyOIEUUmTSveNyGR3ux7RULGAgv4ku2OWcfjsRkWq9ttJG5A4abM/s1600-h/DSC00606.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441565596950197922" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpoTHJLFm9nZyyk0YpYfFoh22d2-k9zDYlV53cGhfhZs1Lr2nkV7wpBzZMqe4QVjgIRnStlDEQh9n1wcnUkt9UIMxkyOIEUUmTSveNyGR3ux7RULGAgv4ku2OWcfjsRkWq9ttJG5A4abM/s320/DSC00606.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Grandma is so proud of me! I make her smile and cry. (when she leaves me)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAq205-shQ_aW03M8SKXiGRbnzzeAGKSvRAOdlQL_3NNhfKiOQKosYd_IyGVhdz2p5zpmh84dGDfnFbOo92PRK3i-_JczFbkdOGpaXwNRdDETyiOJ-wf6w8JGbdFPkb2gBAiZw6v3oGtE/s1600-h/DSC00611.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441565146851704914" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAq205-shQ_aW03M8SKXiGRbnzzeAGKSvRAOdlQL_3NNhfKiOQKosYd_IyGVhdz2p5zpmh84dGDfnFbOo92PRK3i-_JczFbkdOGpaXwNRdDETyiOJ-wf6w8JGbdFPkb2gBAiZw6v3oGtE/s320/DSC00611.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Standing by my daddy's footstool all by myself. WOW!!!!!!!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw4xg7HcbgCxAmD2UnvXsRgG0Yr6DZ11IamiCJAG2gdERett-1HgU9CiprIKOppPTZkATArqkSmWgvANqFhB4GiYNkiypjHZziik08uDL_epkmwo0GWsCmjqg_tK7nL9WvI9ISm_0AU9Q/s1600-h/DSC00626.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441564757369603474" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw4xg7HcbgCxAmD2UnvXsRgG0Yr6DZ11IamiCJAG2gdERett-1HgU9CiprIKOppPTZkATArqkSmWgvANqFhB4GiYNkiypjHZziik08uDL_epkmwo0GWsCmjqg_tK7nL9WvI9ISm_0AU9Q/s320/DSC00626.JPG" /></a><br />And then we end our update with some of the kids from when we had all four overnight for the first time.<br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>Hope you enjoyed your catch-up time. I will try not to be so scarce in the future. I sure do love these kids. They are the lights of our lives.</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Grandma Bibbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09374433741826178093noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986364301559117043.post-53325879078904256152009-07-02T16:06:00.008-04:002009-07-02T16:19:15.222-04:00Grandchildren are my very favorite things!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAayupCUfH6aYMTAf5ioKaTWHB6UGbKVBX4iuS6OlKlmtp5aJ0fq5ckmdjJZHtRDb6tf9WuJD9U3YulQIL2Fg3wtJWcVvY4DIMkdySGI-ez6snbDxorek2AIbB_TS-xutfDU4-nMUMqf4/s1600-h/june+2009+080.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAayupCUfH6aYMTAf5ioKaTWHB6UGbKVBX4iuS6OlKlmtp5aJ0fq5ckmdjJZHtRDb6tf9WuJD9U3YulQIL2Fg3wtJWcVvY4DIMkdySGI-ez6snbDxorek2AIbB_TS-xutfDU4-nMUMqf4/s320/june+2009+080.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353959692983881954" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVMzA_WwC3yr3mRg66NFBBYKWHDi5BaKBaDWz4YDCWO0yt4HfuaTmlpplGzEr7wWt0bpbq6VEFMmu4QYZPLuioAFQ2B04a-0ce3hHVF4s6Mnpo60IgoxwRptu0R2HG-S_Aia7GPDANCAk/s1600-h/Camera+Upload+26+June+09+073.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVMzA_WwC3yr3mRg66NFBBYKWHDi5BaKBaDWz4YDCWO0yt4HfuaTmlpplGzEr7wWt0bpbq6VEFMmu4QYZPLuioAFQ2B04a-0ce3hHVF4s6Mnpo60IgoxwRptu0R2HG-S_Aia7GPDANCAk/s320/Camera+Upload+26+June+09+073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353959059851234530" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDao2-rnHDW8gJt5VpL5nEizBUL2R7ia466ONLpyr4pUVLQFgyUu-Wd_kCX5k4AOJKv5CJ3zotguJHCVEW-t5YNHFdojDwGRvNiV3EYyCgNfA15Gbsbs16yEBgus5vwAd4Ytu_-uYDoBM/s1600-h/Camera+Upload+26+June+09+074.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDao2-rnHDW8gJt5VpL5nEizBUL2R7ia466ONLpyr4pUVLQFgyUu-Wd_kCX5k4AOJKv5CJ3zotguJHCVEW-t5YNHFdojDwGRvNiV3EYyCgNfA15Gbsbs16yEBgus5vwAd4Ytu_-uYDoBM/s320/Camera+Upload+26+June+09+074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353958732989774050" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYPUacocOCGL3_gWDns_oYStqaPw3AYsh4iHU07jPCw_mkOIcVmdkTqSr1dPUwCiYDLQEA4ugQR6qH9QQg_UcFcUg0svOEXjJ3WXSs_cRuWlAjsK-_tckaCNPMCM4bqc-ITh8Xi9R52vk/s1600-h/Camera+Upload+26+June+09+071.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYPUacocOCGL3_gWDns_oYStqaPw3AYsh4iHU07jPCw_mkOIcVmdkTqSr1dPUwCiYDLQEA4ugQR6qH9QQg_UcFcUg0svOEXjJ3WXSs_cRuWlAjsK-_tckaCNPMCM4bqc-ITh8Xi9R52vk/s320/Camera+Upload+26+June+09+071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353958380883763394" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0jQV2H9ZDDuqE5sgKOFYp6VkF8e6zHIS_T0rfTvmkHiLZxkQKleRhzSTK7B8mJx-MaYwy9z64whtmbG98Osb_zRFt0v9DnyLrsfJNtiWjBIZL3FYBOi2ZLPcbOLUjx-XeDGSu6ygwCJo/s1600-h/Camera+Upload+26+June+09+062.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0jQV2H9ZDDuqE5sgKOFYp6VkF8e6zHIS_T0rfTvmkHiLZxkQKleRhzSTK7B8mJx-MaYwy9z64whtmbG98Osb_zRFt0v9DnyLrsfJNtiWjBIZL3FYBOi2ZLPcbOLUjx-XeDGSu6ygwCJo/s320/Camera+Upload+26+June+09+062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353957837214061234" border="0" /></a>I know that I haven't written to any extent in a while, but I have been busy. I also haven't felt much like writing. So I will add a few pictures of my grandchildren and call it good for today. I hope you enjoy how the Indiana ones have grown. My Texas jewel will catch up before you know it. He will be a month old tomorrow. Time goes by so quickly. Enjoy!Grandma Bibbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09374433741826178093noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986364301559117043.post-49655224970074622322009-06-04T13:43:00.003-04:002009-06-04T13:48:42.728-04:00Brand New Jewel!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj79E9XkYMAWiySrDnWtGRj81nsmgHRMz6Pr-V7_ujREYMr5iYhOInQKmLyRAo4JtPKd8TcjfmP78M1ucpV0T7zFEX72lMWNMrFmcm-iUvQ7FJFwbaD-2ybw40t68KZUTZIskhFCkRXLpc/s1600-h/photo.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj79E9XkYMAWiySrDnWtGRj81nsmgHRMz6Pr-V7_ujREYMr5iYhOInQKmLyRAo4JtPKd8TcjfmP78M1ucpV0T7zFEX72lMWNMrFmcm-iUvQ7FJFwbaD-2ybw40t68KZUTZIskhFCkRXLpc/s320/photo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343530422316350866" border="0" /></a>This will by no means catch me up with my blogging, but I had to take a moment and share my newest jewel. No I don't wear it on my finger, but in the dearest part of my body - in my heart. I haven't met him yet, but he has already claimed a section all for himself there. He looks like such a sweetie, and soon I will hold him in my arms. But until then, please enjoy a picture of this handsome dude - Elliot Wayne Bibby was born Wednesday, June 3, at 8:42 pm CST. All is well with him, momma, and of course proud daddy Joe! Welcome to the world, Elliot. Grandma, Grandpa, and Uncle Bobby love you already and can't wait to meet you in person!!Grandma Bibbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09374433741826178093noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986364301559117043.post-27539687423397271872009-04-01T18:51:00.017-04:002009-04-01T21:21:21.738-04:00Texas Visit<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">My visit to Texas began with taking a photo of Baby <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Bibb</span>. We so look forward to being able to hold him, hug him, and just plain love him. Actually we already do love him. Isn't he growing nicely? The doctor said he weighs 4 lbs now, and we can expect him to arrive a week or two early according to his measurements. We are so excited!!<br /><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-nOcuhg0Fm6FdmcjxAZo4qP-vMZzlIAxZ-QgYOPeuLuwHlIHkMjPkPM6RJVvuC8sB_Ve0P9K3Q9H7knLhiDtc5UKvkuhYffLZ31L2NmdhZHrGeOVeWM_6pBFqCvJriVmEkteLYY_RTzM/s1600-h/March+2009+003.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-nOcuhg0Fm6FdmcjxAZo4qP-vMZzlIAxZ-QgYOPeuLuwHlIHkMjPkPM6RJVvuC8sB_Ve0P9K3Q9H7knLhiDtc5UKvkuhYffLZ31L2NmdhZHrGeOVeWM_6pBFqCvJriVmEkteLYY_RTzM/s320/March+2009+003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319867080355480658" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">Doesn't his momma look good? She is simply glowing.<br /><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn_4janYJYn8887nB71-tqtrxhX7PSNtjSwgUBYWEKlSPjC8gVuJj462jV01-EVtNKC0DottoO1JYlxBSU_KoNLrNWPXNUzbk1eyGSDJUHIqA6rRpmGvxUNk_5FwHpIB_VxFobF1bqHhE/s1600-h/March+2009+004.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhn_4janYJYn8887nB71-tqtrxhX7PSNtjSwgUBYWEKlSPjC8gVuJj462jV01-EVtNKC0DottoO1JYlxBSU_KoNLrNWPXNUzbk1eyGSDJUHIqA6rRpmGvxUNk_5FwHpIB_VxFobF1bqHhE/s320/March+2009+004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319862982606687570" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Part of the reason for my visit was to attend a baby shower for Heather & Joe. It was held in Heather's brother's home and hosted by them, Karen (Heather's mom), and a friend from church. They asked if the quilt made by my mom could be used as a backdrop, and of course, I said I would be delighted to have them do so. Isn't it beautiful? Great job by my mom who is about to turn 81!<br /><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTtndEBWQbayZNJTXuTkWZawQeOXSaKDTEYC2RFXRLRAbNc9WLy3hX6cPILZuQTZMwH4j5Ferf3IRSCpJaSO96Sdq6ji-NFy3BnKxktOi_bcCDqHNEdU8IbzxCP07ZbIMscJJNtKt5R8s/s1600-h/March+2009+005.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTtndEBWQbayZNJTXuTkWZawQeOXSaKDTEYC2RFXRLRAbNc9WLy3hX6cPILZuQTZMwH4j5Ferf3IRSCpJaSO96Sdq6ji-NFy3BnKxktOi_bcCDqHNEdU8IbzxCP07ZbIMscJJNtKt5R8s/s320/March+2009+005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319862735564537026" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Heather was surprised the quilt was at the shower. She didn't know that I was bringing it with me. My mom just finished the bumper pads and bed skirt. That will be delivered next week by Eric. Then the room will be almost ready for Baby <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Bibb</span>.<br /><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3OZZ3HgfKderGBZMJCsvjE4vfNbsTgRe7cRxgixhjmur5Jnq7UeVzbWjA0pGEEGA1gko7Rht9T9CGXWxIgu6E9Vu23eBFUZFLtrGgriBrFTj0I4_c9BFsK0rUsaKa0kTEnpwDAsR651o/s1600-h/March+2009+053.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3OZZ3HgfKderGBZMJCsvjE4vfNbsTgRe7cRxgixhjmur5Jnq7UeVzbWjA0pGEEGA1gko7Rht9T9CGXWxIgu6E9Vu23eBFUZFLtrGgriBrFTj0I4_c9BFsK0rUsaKa0kTEnpwDAsR651o/s320/March+2009+053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319863651155867026" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">Tammy and Karen did a super job (along with Amanda) hosting the shower.<br /><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSREDLsZdXUjgpA58O5R6i0qnHG-KJi4al8_DOoSUkty_1qSj9VixxdGSVta2AhfIyceUWj_9KvO2UU06CrGCxW9BHVxrazJRCCegnD73V2msIK8VbzEVqiWvJ4okiSPMNHGGTUmamEHE/s1600-h/March+2009+006.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSREDLsZdXUjgpA58O5R6i0qnHG-KJi4al8_DOoSUkty_1qSj9VixxdGSVta2AhfIyceUWj_9KvO2UU06CrGCxW9BHVxrazJRCCegnD73V2msIK8VbzEVqiWvJ4okiSPMNHGGTUmamEHE/s320/March+2009+006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319862467088117810" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">This is one of those diaper cakes. Karen made two of them for the shower. It is such a neat idea. You wrap diapers around a bottle and continue with the design. They looked great.<br /><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB9Yrc5LXFa5kKg-kQks0xrowRXOT8JY3_BL_-s7j28ZcTYrBKtRW_UP__TTUhDa3_a_R9AI9_jztwtFdhpTmeK_PuCc3q3Go-AQIZg1R83ebY_gjHvZB1OfIoHN-MdX1N3XCQBiDAE0E/s1600-h/March+2009+008.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgB9Yrc5LXFa5kKg-kQks0xrowRXOT8JY3_BL_-s7j28ZcTYrBKtRW_UP__TTUhDa3_a_R9AI9_jztwtFdhpTmeK_PuCc3q3Go-AQIZg1R83ebY_gjHvZB1OfIoHN-MdX1N3XCQBiDAE0E/s320/March+2009+008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319862197408883250" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Karen with about half of the food the ladies prepared. Everyone enjoyed the food, and the fountain was wonderful for us chocolate lovers.<br /><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicFiGlMeKxi_AqLrTXR-Cn3UAL88gjWoA2IKBKeAgZ7xPoaxJqzjFlQ2mMT055xyXWPO8bddpChR0TZ9GdvTCk3jqxiEx3ZPyL8rwm_5Oyi4TGujElFFUufq4dnqFWowBkWtv1VHJDCA0/s1600-h/March+2009+007.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicFiGlMeKxi_AqLrTXR-Cn3UAL88gjWoA2IKBKeAgZ7xPoaxJqzjFlQ2mMT055xyXWPO8bddpChR0TZ9GdvTCk3jqxiEx3ZPyL8rwm_5Oyi4TGujElFFUufq4dnqFWowBkWtv1VHJDCA0/s320/March+2009+007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319861883957005762" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">The tiered cake was just gorgeous. Especially neat were the baby booties on the top made with large marshmallows and then iced to cover and make the toe section. It tasted as great as it looked. It had a chocolate layer and an orange layer. Yummy, best describes it.<br /><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii_zuYHzgGPR7bj2ZXCEmZnQtwU2MlJXhQV6ycS3QQExl3nPEEC5r41znwJiHSzosbstLC_WT_5lTxZR-0-ZPWfTocqiL7witLYbHHXA5fAGIUzWM5Xru5vZ09orPScOYPMDSQvV5YXx0/s1600-h/March+2009+012.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEii_zuYHzgGPR7bj2ZXCEmZnQtwU2MlJXhQV6ycS3QQExl3nPEEC5r41znwJiHSzosbstLC_WT_5lTxZR-0-ZPWfTocqiL7witLYbHHXA5fAGIUzWM5Xru5vZ09orPScOYPMDSQvV5YXx0/s320/March+2009+012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319861625897405602" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">An outside shot of the happy parents with some of the guests.<br /><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6m4wxBj2FZV8mtvXf9Dn8NGbpJntqUJ7nXH4rQMUN2QVezPkdUpkj-n0HCRWzWUUXbJpzj_lLePPha1HsrU1wrUYgfZ7aJMJaztQMpN0mBeyo7V4DVQEmXSl1zT2rmGFLL5GbMCptYTs/s1600-h/March+2009+036.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6m4wxBj2FZV8mtvXf9Dn8NGbpJntqUJ7nXH4rQMUN2QVezPkdUpkj-n0HCRWzWUUXbJpzj_lLePPha1HsrU1wrUYgfZ7aJMJaztQMpN0mBeyo7V4DVQEmXSl1zT2rmGFLL5GbMCptYTs/s320/March+2009+036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319861266270734706" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Michelle did a unique thing to wrap her gift. She hung her things on a clothesline and then placed them in a laundry basket and covered it all with tissue paper. Very clever.<br /><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilvBW2nGl7wPLJCgxINPO1EIbqsu8dGjRZ32OgYtyfRk2ZZjcT8QwRzeTveF6UdwAImdqMliWlJA8j2DyOfy_BsGamGocieAakUW5Wv32lAz5GW2CDF7AzRqxVHUk6eiklXxk4KA5UlpU/s1600-h/March+2009+048.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilvBW2nGl7wPLJCgxINPO1EIbqsu8dGjRZ32OgYtyfRk2ZZjcT8QwRzeTveF6UdwAImdqMliWlJA8j2DyOfy_BsGamGocieAakUW5Wv32lAz5GW2CDF7AzRqxVHUk6eiklXxk4KA5UlpU/s320/March+2009+048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319860948982486162" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Jean made Baby <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Bibb</span> a hooded towel...<br /><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigdnpz2A9zQZb0yBgWgf2H7Wz7FDNIAbJAwTwwbINGPf_tj5QNxdyWN6YyV57vDLCEL1eJ1zHslL-iIoteeEN2gU2ohyphenhyphenFrPcNamCzS4umDc6mjsRa97SZa0tzpRvr3SuNYbRUCEkr0W6s/s1600-h/March+2009+049.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigdnpz2A9zQZb0yBgWgf2H7Wz7FDNIAbJAwTwwbINGPf_tj5QNxdyWN6YyV57vDLCEL1eJ1zHslL-iIoteeEN2gU2ohyphenhyphenFrPcNamCzS4umDc6mjsRa97SZa0tzpRvr3SuNYbRUCEkr0W6s/s320/March+2009+049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319860595476171362" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">...and 'daddy' couldn't resist placing it on '<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">mommys</span>' head!!<br /><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0dcKVOBWB-DJwBApm1aIdABwskYj6O3F0Z4eheOJAVeqFa_QE4A-sP_xouEO7oTqR0fd0QxzAVX1cXcW2dWXrPiabR9KAbNr41u4tYdtudS26ESyZq3bEmfDIQBMIQSdObw1RurKCnbI/s1600-h/March+2009+056.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0dcKVOBWB-DJwBApm1aIdABwskYj6O3F0Z4eheOJAVeqFa_QE4A-sP_xouEO7oTqR0fd0QxzAVX1cXcW2dWXrPiabR9KAbNr41u4tYdtudS26ESyZq3bEmfDIQBMIQSdObw1RurKCnbI/s320/March+2009+056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319864618229169682" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">And of course we had to go back and see how the quilt looked in the nursery. Great job, mom! It is a priceless keepsake that will be treasured by Heather, Joe, and Baby <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Bibb</span>.<br /><br /></span></div>Grandma Bibbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09374433741826178093noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986364301559117043.post-41480287356310699692009-03-26T14:29:00.001-04:002009-03-26T14:32:20.642-04:00Promised Updates!!<span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;">There are at least 50 new pictures uploaded on this blog today. I hope you enjoy catching up with our family. It has been delightful to go down memory lane, and I think you will enjoy it too. You may need to go to 'Older Posts' to catch them all. Have a great time. While I am in Texas, I will get a photo of Baby Bib. You will see how much he has grown since the last shot of him. Only 10 more weeks, mommy Heather says, and we will get to hold him. Grandpa and grandma can hardly wait, but wait we have to do. Enjoy this update, and I hope to do a better job keeping you updated. Be back soon!!!</span>Grandma Bibbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09374433741826178093noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986364301559117043.post-78982412226116717012009-03-26T13:25:00.033-04:002009-03-29T23:20:02.702-04:00Christmas - I know that was 3 months ago!!!<div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaLlKADZpS3fySWjLW2Ti-Ec_ZCrBVYk4y464bhI_pxNsCZD0Zl4iDZWFMf2dU9RkLDbXIqmU7phJ2FArX_yNgSR4I3ryiyDx8zdLczlt6sCsSVq-Kjre3MGgBXLm9Z2gEPhYEIFZFr5c/s1600-h/DSC01810.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaLlKADZpS3fySWjLW2Ti-Ec_ZCrBVYk4y464bhI_pxNsCZD0Zl4iDZWFMf2dU9RkLDbXIqmU7phJ2FArX_yNgSR4I3ryiyDx8zdLczlt6sCsSVq-Kjre3MGgBXLm9Z2gEPhYEIFZFr5c/s320/DSC01810.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317558677761123394" border="0" />Indianapolis Children's Museum</a><br />The day before Christmas 2008 was free admission to the museum. Grandpa had the day off, and Uncle Bobby had to work. So it was a great day to load the grandkids up in grandma's van and take off for the museum. Yes, it was a zoo. The parking was the worst. And we had to run to the museum in the rain (no, not snow!). But we had a terrific day where we made lots of memories. The kids were super, and we all had a lot of fun. We started out our fun here in Dinosaur Land.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaLlKADZpS3fySWjLW2Ti-Ec_ZCrBVYk4y464bhI_pxNsCZD0Zl4iDZWFMf2dU9RkLDbXIqmU7phJ2FArX_yNgSR4I3ryiyDx8zdLczlt6sCsSVq-Kjre3MGgBXLm9Z2gEPhYEIFZFr5c/s1600-h/DSC01810.JPG"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></a> Fun was had by all three.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG4WPNSf5sUY8RCq3TN5WacN2bVZTQkf8wK1EY8ga0k56MGcDjYRTq_WHmj_lPvP6fxHR11lR7YT0VUpdM9KDgLcKSgWIrzKLim4oGh5coO2c4CG6g8C_PAc8ONpuVk7Haellyfmiu69M/s1600-h/DSC01811.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG4WPNSf5sUY8RCq3TN5WacN2bVZTQkf8wK1EY8ga0k56MGcDjYRTq_WHmj_lPvP6fxHR11lR7YT0VUpdM9KDgLcKSgWIrzKLim4oGh5coO2c4CG6g8C_PAc8ONpuVk7Haellyfmiu69M/s320/DSC01811.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317557961643817378" border="0" /></a>Kayla enjoyed playing with the dinosaurs as much as Luke.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgItXrz8uNFxJ926r3BwtxDA2R6itdnPURvTL03l9sFLrqfbtup0f8rKR7695pLhyphenhyphenueph4-m1L7ZPz_mZWgJ-71q9NccJ7NIiripEYhMD16iJb6ReoFZYcq5V_Nacjt5Elg1o-LHkwDiqU/s1600-h/DSC01813.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgItXrz8uNFxJ926r3BwtxDA2R6itdnPURvTL03l9sFLrqfbtup0f8rKR7695pLhyphenhyphenueph4-m1L7ZPz_mZWgJ-71q9NccJ7NIiripEYhMD16iJb6ReoFZYcq5V_Nacjt5Elg1o-LHkwDiqU/s320/DSC01813.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317557699699509410" border="0" /></a>And Krista had to have one to hold too. Grandma didn't want to let her out of the stroller since we had just gotten started. I didn't want her to think she could run around the entire place. It was very crowded, and we didn't want one of them to get lost.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCXwDzRWoNi8-7FPH2mJ2x_MfcGzhWMO3u1bWES8KnVUnUSnBVnTk0GrH0eIs76b8MMDWBIJS4oxhRG1-naaCHau5VfO1COFfJ89hEEJrKjLN-5x5LlBOE7raTssff00UUWO8vqqbh144/s1600-h/DSC01821.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCXwDzRWoNi8-7FPH2mJ2x_MfcGzhWMO3u1bWES8KnVUnUSnBVnTk0GrH0eIs76b8MMDWBIJS4oxhRG1-naaCHau5VfO1COFfJ89hEEJrKjLN-5x5LlBOE7raTssff00UUWO8vqqbh144/s320/DSC01821.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317557441080337650" border="0" /></a>We had to have a little instruction from big brother.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxZWxG4NXSj6rIkxpunmHI7_GAoeDDei9heoY1wUoJXj8MOsJLvGqHuftxjFIa0cQKyiKocuneNCmTobNZyTK0INIWnDX6LscZHfIatsUkdmIi3zNiCbLGl-4tjIgBwCwmXPGWvM-u5_I/s1600-h/DSC01829.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxZWxG4NXSj6rIkxpunmHI7_GAoeDDei9heoY1wUoJXj8MOsJLvGqHuftxjFIa0cQKyiKocuneNCmTobNZyTK0INIWnDX6LscZHfIatsUkdmIi3zNiCbLGl-4tjIgBwCwmXPGWvM-u5_I/s320/DSC01829.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317557095708017570" border="0" /></a>Krista needed a little snack, so grandpa took the older two into this section to view the many types of underwater life. They came out of there with lots to tell grandma.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghKqtWubGHj7xEuQRsHIDrHu7Caj4XptdMyYaOK0Oo48Ebbk75w6jTOHq3kN9Fsz0YE5Lab5hF_H9CvJEmMj4qEYu_-2BroUgVoilkKVEkrWOQay7cWQwuYmoTVLHgSIArlokdOkGTClA/s1600-h/DSC01833.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghKqtWubGHj7xEuQRsHIDrHu7Caj4XptdMyYaOK0Oo48Ebbk75w6jTOHq3kN9Fsz0YE5Lab5hF_H9CvJEmMj4qEYu_-2BroUgVoilkKVEkrWOQay7cWQwuYmoTVLHgSIArlokdOkGTClA/s320/DSC01833.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317556650082735458" border="0" /></a>From the underwater life section, we went on to enter Playscape. We only had to wait about 5 minutes to enter. That was pretty amazing considering the crowd, and the kids were very patient to wait their turn.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8FnqzNAxpJSXYcv-f900ge3NCrCaf5ZH3zYkOFIWtXIfwd2xuU2Vwo_MbcyIVT0u_CxoB_8e3v8K14nIfWO-rj2LGr-0jmwRNvyygmhtJfyg0elzc9QzEW7jmRWWisUS6PV0wTcMlvlM/s1600-h/DSC01836.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8FnqzNAxpJSXYcv-f900ge3NCrCaf5ZH3zYkOFIWtXIfwd2xuU2Vwo_MbcyIVT0u_CxoB_8e3v8K14nIfWO-rj2LGr-0jmwRNvyygmhtJfyg0elzc9QzEW7jmRWWisUS6PV0wTcMlvlM/s320/DSC01836.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317556293400514322" border="0" /></a>Fun was had by all.. #3 Missy was out of her stroller and delighted to have some hands-on fun.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcuRnTjY5M4Fa2Ju0Se207SwfmUzYG45j21IcD1bvVX6sDraSF9icTfN3wLNSF4NIu5xAx61HYPTRRSpRQxX64qgJkaqEX2-WoRDtmWVZgqT7gei0B7hZYVPQTZCtH5mqjnNA6toXKDoA/s1600-h/DSC01837.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcuRnTjY5M4Fa2Ju0Se207SwfmUzYG45j21IcD1bvVX6sDraSF9icTfN3wLNSF4NIu5xAx61HYPTRRSpRQxX64qgJkaqEX2-WoRDtmWVZgqT7gei0B7hZYVPQTZCtH5mqjnNA6toXKDoA/s320/DSC01837.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317555993300827506" border="0" /></a>Water is such an attraction.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAw9TYK5hT2Lw-xejuSpgwJ8S-kTNiOYZPDTsXFmh9VAdP5nL-FerJa-wtJldO2-7KwQ128_qkDE_cZ6eBvQdhduRP_04K1-XaPgB665fKvANzwJLvwKzBlYgACu77W2dOEvVeEheOafg/s1600-h/DSC01838.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAw9TYK5hT2Lw-xejuSpgwJ8S-kTNiOYZPDTsXFmh9VAdP5nL-FerJa-wtJldO2-7KwQ128_qkDE_cZ6eBvQdhduRP_04K1-XaPgB665fKvANzwJLvwKzBlYgACu77W2dOEvVeEheOafg/s320/DSC01838.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317555744605855298" border="0" /></a>Now, let's see what I can catch!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-KihAYfb5-1n9_ceA5CB78fjAIo1JAKc2T7uVvLmPsWNic3leZo7RjMzRFjNt8p2VPfmMfiSh8Fnu6K5yCKtsIn9ifr39Njfzjnn2odijh1QdPz1vYjvNMhyphenhyphenLitpWiFtYZWuoXHkhv5Q/s1600-h/DSC01856.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-KihAYfb5-1n9_ceA5CB78fjAIo1JAKc2T7uVvLmPsWNic3leZo7RjMzRFjNt8p2VPfmMfiSh8Fnu6K5yCKtsIn9ifr39Njfzjnn2odijh1QdPz1vYjvNMhyphenhyphenLitpWiFtYZWuoXHkhv5Q/s320/DSC01856.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317555224163166114" border="0" /></a>And what I can crawl through...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEialFRFhyphenhyphenQ1Ar3tQiQ8gR5-Rl6fW2nivSoENXDYlbU9_ra1W-nhqSws_DlbuWCYjgOeTzQftnUWZAxlYf0_HGu1DKxEklehMYKsuVw_AqX8jFoe8XdILZ9NS-tPSxuM2IgspL0bQZsylyc/s1600-h/DSC01858.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEialFRFhyphenhyphenQ1Ar3tQiQ8gR5-Rl6fW2nivSoENXDYlbU9_ra1W-nhqSws_DlbuWCYjgOeTzQftnUWZAxlYf0_HGu1DKxEklehMYKsuVw_AqX8jFoe8XdILZ9NS-tPSxuM2IgspL0bQZsylyc/s320/DSC01858.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317554917060378258" border="0" /></a>.... wait for me!!<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPRZHpWny9dS_kAP439uQK1w1cym04kKI1x3nerPojAZfeBhmg92ZgO938W2RkQiQ7yhp_ox0Md2KNnTJouWzY2pqr2YtZjEHxc9-sM0SoebPWQ_HhBAn1VUnjhE-m6Bz0HVpF1wECRRc/s1600-h/DSC01862.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPRZHpWny9dS_kAP439uQK1w1cym04kKI1x3nerPojAZfeBhmg92ZgO938W2RkQiQ7yhp_ox0Md2KNnTJouWzY2pqr2YtZjEHxc9-sM0SoebPWQ_HhBAn1VUnjhE-m6Bz0HVpF1wECRRc/s320/DSC01862.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317554624555453874" border="0" /></a>Not to be outdone by her older siblings, she climbs on the plane. AND doesn't want to get off.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYIs94pJo3kYYgjA0gUV6bf_p_jU36gOZPssfIaHFr_FB41zVXQEXqLtOdgX5xUm9Mbh3JKRiZQ_6MzucHJLO3G1n_aaq00cwBpG5jqhXG9PaGr4FGxX25znCv61kMya7PCpu2orFRzFw/s1600-h/DSC01865.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYIs94pJo3kYYgjA0gUV6bf_p_jU36gOZPssfIaHFr_FB41zVXQEXqLtOdgX5xUm9Mbh3JKRiZQ_6MzucHJLO3G1n_aaq00cwBpG5jqhXG9PaGr4FGxX25znCv61kMya7PCpu2orFRzFw/s320/DSC01865.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317554199070807458" border="0" /></a>Luke could do this by himself. It took a lot of arm muscle, which he showed us that he has!! I had a great front loader picture here too, but somehow I deleted it.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGorshJLbQk7ps3shJR8yshCF9Iiim1iBKgT3Axe6h9ZukO5FPuyeuyApdzJg7EJ3xYZH7kjU6dphDcZWtWD9T5Iy1W4TbWVrjv1Zcia4PlMGBe_hPwFpL619HvwlLqytsTJrag3zVP-8/s1600-h/DSC01868.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGorshJLbQk7ps3shJR8yshCF9Iiim1iBKgT3Axe6h9ZukO5FPuyeuyApdzJg7EJ3xYZH7kjU6dphDcZWtWD9T5Iy1W4TbWVrjv1Zcia4PlMGBe_hPwFpL619HvwlLqytsTJrag3zVP-8/s320/DSC01868.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317553888929233762" border="0" /></a>And not to be outdone by little miss, Kayla climbs on too.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyxtUzb8URMfYFMeA021VWZ_jFMin1Vm82rg90fQmTJT6385Fp8oJB_Y2mCz0W-guCDopaYOtByuXQdUQfSgjr8oEBICr7r3WuIC-KtUflQyOvOIiSDgdGt-0fH9F-cD_fbrjXsruYfU0/s1600-h/DSC01870.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyxtUzb8URMfYFMeA021VWZ_jFMin1Vm82rg90fQmTJT6385Fp8oJB_Y2mCz0W-guCDopaYOtByuXQdUQfSgjr8oEBICr7r3WuIC-KtUflQyOvOIiSDgdGt-0fH9F-cD_fbrjXsruYfU0/s320/DSC01870.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317553585001476066" border="0" /></a>Oh, a race car!! Can I ride that, grandpa?<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSJ-gw_Nient3gcGVhYP4bG6wNt2ESuMK451IDJlaDNPmcnIfALf8tcxb0aVHxmVU6oHQLlGuMxhuC9iL7sZkJiomPKg3-SDyeFECYOudnCjyTEcLodzMEmF2TxYXNVpwbqb2xbtBKIm4/s1600-h/DSC01882.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSJ-gw_Nient3gcGVhYP4bG6wNt2ESuMK451IDJlaDNPmcnIfALf8tcxb0aVHxmVU6oHQLlGuMxhuC9iL7sZkJiomPKg3-SDyeFECYOudnCjyTEcLodzMEmF2TxYXNVpwbqb2xbtBKIm4/s320/DSC01882.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317553280645563506" border="0" /></a>And before going home, some fun on the carousal by Luke, and...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqC0AZPzkHRKbyl1d4Qj0Wg3AItFM_Gs5b_BE8O6Olu26DBSzB40moMf3R2ZZUdzGwZ4klHcO9Z_GkryROWgnELhcaEB0AoKbXX8I4pdCzhCWrZln1dzi8erY_E4RMx6mW-6UUPJMEqzI/s1600-h/DSC01879.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqC0AZPzkHRKbyl1d4Qj0Wg3AItFM_Gs5b_BE8O6Olu26DBSzB40moMf3R2ZZUdzGwZ4klHcO9Z_GkryROWgnELhcaEB0AoKbXX8I4pdCzhCWrZln1dzi8erY_E4RMx6mW-6UUPJMEqzI/s320/DSC01879.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317553031218019474" border="0" /></a>... Kayla ...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr0lV-zX3jY0qWaMq_DAYMV1ML9a-DAfIo50wonn3UsUEe2m-AIWw6V_HsNzNJW3nPLN3kBtm0fNa8suLotX5cIjhL_9xcXCQ6TZZz6rDKHkzGma0mafWHqaGfw4UZEfgyw8pDQkLTk78/s1600-h/DSC01880.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr0lV-zX3jY0qWaMq_DAYMV1ML9a-DAfIo50wonn3UsUEe2m-AIWw6V_HsNzNJW3nPLN3kBtm0fNa8suLotX5cIjhL_9xcXCQ6TZZz6rDKHkzGma0mafWHqaGfw4UZEfgyw8pDQkLTk78/s320/DSC01880.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317552720471374642" border="0" /></a>... and Krista. This is the same one their daddy rode on when he was little!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">After a wonderul day at the museum, we picked up Uncle Bobby from work and went to Eric and Jean's home for a lovely dinner prepared by them. It was so much fun to spend time with the kids knowing that dinner was being lovingly prepared for us.<br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9VGI9xuSS8Z2XczGLt_i7mgq64jW6cYmy7I8kX_D_AHwUeNg6xNEVxCc_D-MVkEYKF97oBlXOBEOgjahC_bpqbD9tkszG7j4TwZIULA-wNTPGgfVZPGgbqeq5H6JHGal-ZvmGWuoIZjs/s1600-h/DSC01888.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9VGI9xuSS8Z2XczGLt_i7mgq64jW6cYmy7I8kX_D_AHwUeNg6xNEVxCc_D-MVkEYKF97oBlXOBEOgjahC_bpqbD9tkszG7j4TwZIULA-wNTPGgfVZPGgbqeq5H6JHGal-ZvmGWuoIZjs/s320/DSC01888.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317552425742745506" border="0" /></a>This doesn't do the table justice. They put a lot of work into the meal and the decorations. Thanks you two!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3_v2ket3pGpjoEcS_mEFmEyEM43ZTVn0886XTwZB2lk0pHfSuUFpF3U4KjRxJYTcgZsxd1CKR85I12tqqXUYWoOy8_IfP10G9Nb3xygOpscCpgPRHHJQHv58bgBFHou5bEPeLqCKc82g/s1600-h/DSC01899.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3_v2ket3pGpjoEcS_mEFmEyEM43ZTVn0886XTwZB2lk0pHfSuUFpF3U4KjRxJYTcgZsxd1CKR85I12tqqXUYWoOy8_IfP10G9Nb3xygOpscCpgPRHHJQHv58bgBFHou5bEPeLqCKc82g/s320/DSC01899.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317551929544189970" border="0" /></a>Amazing what you can do with water and a loaf pan!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdGKIF0-eC7kVRXE_48Gakyvi8yAafA3i5X76_xd5_0QGHliGb0DzUGwNKeIUBS1gZLis0-HkhMH6XgR7fZgPGqU4gXeA-nXEuxdIMu1PbIqTWAz7KXvEHWtSV8zHOW0LMQcm1aqFLSxo/s1600-h/DSC01906.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdGKIF0-eC7kVRXE_48Gakyvi8yAafA3i5X76_xd5_0QGHliGb0DzUGwNKeIUBS1gZLis0-HkhMH6XgR7fZgPGqU4gXeA-nXEuxdIMu1PbIqTWAz7KXvEHWtSV8zHOW0LMQcm1aqFLSxo/s320/DSC01906.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317551603278449074" border="0" /></a>Jean being the cupbearer! (A cupbearer is the person tasting the food first so the king doesn't die. Wasn't that nice of her to do that for us?)<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZtyQMUPr-WU-uJk8S6gn0jJuS1e2N5mdWzXx9VvblIOE73AKcjM9enwbRIvoCg4bqbWmyQN8O71bcXYJPjHp64tjXZxrNn0K4YQ6n1ixKPE2P6WCf0KgdYA-EMtovUXm3Qcn17BdNk8U/s1600-h/DSC01914.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZtyQMUPr-WU-uJk8S6gn0jJuS1e2N5mdWzXx9VvblIOE73AKcjM9enwbRIvoCg4bqbWmyQN8O71bcXYJPjHp64tjXZxrNn0K4YQ6n1ixKPE2P6WCf0KgdYA-EMtovUXm3Qcn17BdNk8U/s320/DSC01914.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317551242545125602" border="0" /></a>Then it was present time - youngest to oldest is our tradition.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGTWkqVPgNcry7xG5mwL7tSzg9xu8t8XCjLBkpxAAikm65GIrojeFR4D97s_VtvTFbVBAzgDrmHoiSUoIjNSSy2e46e6kNpCtK5I4_n2qSvAO987U6cJs1mvrbd2vVC11MbhT-A8teB7Y/s1600-h/DSC01925.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGTWkqVPgNcry7xG5mwL7tSzg9xu8t8XCjLBkpxAAikm65GIrojeFR4D97s_VtvTFbVBAzgDrmHoiSUoIjNSSy2e46e6kNpCtK5I4_n2qSvAO987U6cJs1mvrbd2vVC11MbhT-A8teB7Y/s320/DSC01925.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317550864008299746" border="0" /></a>Dress up clothes - Kayla loves it. But sister wants to see too!!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbJukEcAhw4mpu5AIEHXJAQxuIFdTCXptDqIMOopk3KuwUvVmg9Y172X-csmQCaSUCHZ76kCaOKJus-YicR3U5FSwIrJZCdXthB_km8OT03dcLym_iUynrKM6gxk_XRDyTqJyrLAkj16w/s1600-h/DSC01926.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbJukEcAhw4mpu5AIEHXJAQxuIFdTCXptDqIMOopk3KuwUvVmg9Y172X-csmQCaSUCHZ76kCaOKJus-YicR3U5FSwIrJZCdXthB_km8OT03dcLym_iUynrKM6gxk_XRDyTqJyrLAkj16w/s320/DSC01926.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317550568452715922" border="0" /></a>And try them on.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSV71gkCcm1efuBVZA3c11MBKIoA9AwIJSEjpfSSch-4LlxPh323LgZHXCrtV28sq5U-nGX_XrKccJ2RPO9DgW39q6aFvr2cQfXYxKVXKdpIkVoXrt9j-B38fy6i0FYAmF6eRgwDso8O0/s1600-h/DSC01934.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSV71gkCcm1efuBVZA3c11MBKIoA9AwIJSEjpfSSch-4LlxPh323LgZHXCrtV28sq5U-nGX_XrKccJ2RPO9DgW39q6aFvr2cQfXYxKVXKdpIkVoXrt9j-B38fy6i0FYAmF6eRgwDso8O0/s320/DSC01934.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317550248008142466" border="0" /></a>Luke loved his Purdue sweats set.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7DanWUfw560-N5nghD_LjoEDIPQQdJrU0Y6rtiPx5TRl9nYa_TcB4wCmnRRrLi-7TtNmVD-tIkgJvCq37r-A8C6Zigy8TI1eqVXKlmtEgHg2dsqq0Uk6PArg1Sgw489Jvo42fbuJmv6Q/s1600-h/DSC01939.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7DanWUfw560-N5nghD_LjoEDIPQQdJrU0Y6rtiPx5TRl9nYa_TcB4wCmnRRrLi-7TtNmVD-tIkgJvCq37r-A8C6Zigy8TI1eqVXKlmtEgHg2dsqq0Uk6PArg1Sgw489Jvo42fbuJmv6Q/s320/DSC01939.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317549932869262178" border="0" /></a>And so does Josh!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjdQT404mnWsZRdpU0mwpZZqC81PI17n8ExoPZ877eeLUvQrsc2pwGtQuM-hCGJN-fDza_PoRsYRZVNchsv3szeeM8Ur3Vmje69ZlLU7eGQrI6AA_RRfRFzxi7A3Iwjamsk2gaOkQYCH8/s1600-h/DSC01946.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjdQT404mnWsZRdpU0mwpZZqC81PI17n8ExoPZ877eeLUvQrsc2pwGtQuM-hCGJN-fDza_PoRsYRZVNchsv3szeeM8Ur3Vmje69ZlLU7eGQrI6AA_RRfRFzxi7A3Iwjamsk2gaOkQYCH8/s320/DSC01946.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317549557782398370" border="0" /></a>And now for Uncle Bobby!!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Grandma Bibbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09374433741826178093noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986364301559117043.post-21106086350173958872009-03-26T13:06:00.006-04:002009-03-26T13:24:30.896-04:00Gymnastics Fun<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbn99WSPuDTZUJmjlhHNHDdAdaEpO7Jn5hp-fLdCyRE2XtEULNHG4VPUXL5t0k9D_AIJ_FOsQ_Exf4UJrbsTfHPVKSAjsMdSwd2t2AR4ypUHE6RdZnjxrmTutZFdQOZ6fp_p84Cp9bSfE/s1600-h/DSC02042.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbn99WSPuDTZUJmjlhHNHDdAdaEpO7Jn5hp-fLdCyRE2XtEULNHG4VPUXL5t0k9D_AIJ_FOsQ_Exf4UJrbsTfHPVKSAjsMdSwd2t2AR4ypUHE6RdZnjxrmTutZFdQOZ6fp_p84Cp9bSfE/s320/DSC02042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317546953716232722" border="0" /></a>Trampoline - most pics didn't take because he was jumping so quickly.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9vivDWEFEyGo6-JBEI5x3hkBbnlmnrEq-vvvvNfIZ4rgHqL_liZab7lsVYfHun49GtH4ovmcGbznZEd4llHdLaxwilPtQnXIzGyLQ-X93CfLiYjBwMis5yk3-9xKWGzV2A6483YeoIwA/s1600-h/DSC02025.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9vivDWEFEyGo6-JBEI5x3hkBbnlmnrEq-vvvvNfIZ4rgHqL_liZab7lsVYfHun49GtH4ovmcGbznZEd4llHdLaxwilPtQnXIzGyLQ-X93CfLiYjBwMis5yk3-9xKWGzV2A6483YeoIwA/s320/DSC02025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317545538777509458" border="0" /></a>Balance Beam - he goes across almost running now!<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX0KEZ88U_vFyWuNuCo6j9rBRNp_SZa4v62nAhgaMplvBuhUHKJXvXydjBnT14k6nFnRQlBBMseLvSiNfpCjLx0raJI4s4K6OLrXXDPQWPkV3f0uIaKTEPaphY4vr9cO-aitCaVeuoNdg/s1600-h/DSC02050.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX0KEZ88U_vFyWuNuCo6j9rBRNp_SZa4v62nAhgaMplvBuhUHKJXvXydjBnT14k6nFnRQlBBMseLvSiNfpCjLx0raJI4s4K6OLrXXDPQWPkV3f0uIaKTEPaphY4vr9cO-aitCaVeuoNdg/s320/DSC02050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317545217517278690" border="0" /></a>For Christmas we gave Luke and Kayla a session in gymnastics. While Kayla is not ready for more than tumbling; Luke is in his element. So to make better use of our money, we took Kayla's time and added it onto Luke's. He is doing so well that they have moved him up into a class before the 1st session was finished. But now that I am thinking, that means that Kayla was gypped of her Christmas gift. Well, we will just have to remedy that with something special. Maybe a shopping trip with grandma like her momma gets for her birthday. Wouldn't that be fun - shopping with a 3-year old to buy a dress? I may have to do that!! That will be some post.<br /></div>Grandma Bibbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09374433741826178093noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986364301559117043.post-34484102411453614142009-03-26T12:50:00.006-04:002009-03-26T13:04:56.570-04:00Baths, then Ice Cream<div style="text-align: justify;">After taking a bath in grandma's 'pool', it was time for some ice cream. I know, you moms would likely do it the other way around. But I am a grandma, and I can do it my way. After all, I have to clean them up!! Bobby had to get in on the ice cream fun. He is too big for the 'pool' when the kids are in there. The kids even tried the jets in the tub this time and LOVED it. They didn't like the bubbles in their eyes, so next time it is 'special' bubbles.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8stUC0UfrrvytrZhcnaAfnKVtuSdpmqMi5LqZUlJ03fMusNxvSK65R1xFTy18ZZECu5v9iqHAcmNXO3SZdZ9SLzR-AYQO7Vb_DvzPE5e1wkeAzk3inTNjkSaOlDFu8UCx9ezCtaPsS58/s1600-h/DSC02054.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8stUC0UfrrvytrZhcnaAfnKVtuSdpmqMi5LqZUlJ03fMusNxvSK65R1xFTy18ZZECu5v9iqHAcmNXO3SZdZ9SLzR-AYQO7Vb_DvzPE5e1wkeAzk3inTNjkSaOlDFu8UCx9ezCtaPsS58/s320/DSC02054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317541206272019138" border="0" /></a>Uncle Bobby had to get in on the ice cream.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTCgJRgH02QUC7HRmQ9hFPdrE5lyGK5zCp3sUBAeJESJPyziqzNmnt4gckA_g-Zjy6600FsWDgwMyhM5cN4zHyUUAE__WB0cE9vUM_b_mNTXtf5P4JIOyOPj2md23b7b6RlWWpOsqrpos/s1600-h/DSC02055.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTCgJRgH02QUC7HRmQ9hFPdrE5lyGK5zCp3sUBAeJESJPyziqzNmnt4gckA_g-Zjy6600FsWDgwMyhM5cN4zHyUUAE__WB0cE9vUM_b_mNTXtf5P4JIOyOPj2md23b7b6RlWWpOsqrpos/s320/DSC02055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317540970552348546" border="0" /></a>Kayla and Luke love their cones at grandma & grandpa's house.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPg_ZJP32bWfgCXEEdGbrav45jDJJsR_UnfdYm2t8OHdC2ge-au17M53BGURo22bSMxlH1gwYCXfkJeImH5e4MUQNQ4OaEr00vabKcVez39H1TtUXS2qJIn9h_gsQIUNlzuhqZpnhxv-Q/s1600-h/DSC02073.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPg_ZJP32bWfgCXEEdGbrav45jDJJsR_UnfdYm2t8OHdC2ge-au17M53BGURo22bSMxlH1gwYCXfkJeImH5e4MUQNQ4OaEr00vabKcVez39H1TtUXS2qJIn9h_gsQIUNlzuhqZpnhxv-Q/s320/DSC02073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317540656932688498" border="0" /></a>Messy Krista...<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfzdvub87xEC6HWmm1r5gq5fyu63IADvtJj4JvyIkGd4d6IQCMP-_8Pt8ip-bQumwS4MJ5HLNwGON82rK2_Cg6kplYoFk7ZeNQ1T4CRDlu2fNOS-GfNcAyzwGz4ieEpcc1_ZkUTua1WWM/s1600-h/DSC02070.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfzdvub87xEC6HWmm1r5gq5fyu63IADvtJj4JvyIkGd4d6IQCMP-_8Pt8ip-bQumwS4MJ5HLNwGON82rK2_Cg6kplYoFk7ZeNQ1T4CRDlu2fNOS-GfNcAyzwGz4ieEpcc1_ZkUTua1WWM/s320/DSC02070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317540388884484770" border="0" /></a>...but she does clean herself up. Who could ask for more?<br /><br /></div>Grandma Bibbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09374433741826178093noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986364301559117043.post-68451836862059012722009-03-26T12:12:00.017-04:002009-03-26T12:50:37.323-04:00Valentine's Day 2009<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWmn8Sn-jyZxvLnWS4uRHKE-2mJR_Eb51_81hPncFEeBUhJoQfZBNSp6nTHYBJq_nZ_uZh2HHSz2t3MyQ8vqwUKldxkN6aqCcNDnnMTj9rUE6VDrIa8RG7q9Apb0-5aARjbV_CNAt9HF4/s1600-h/DSC02079.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWmn8Sn-jyZxvLnWS4uRHKE-2mJR_Eb51_81hPncFEeBUhJoQfZBNSp6nTHYBJq_nZ_uZh2HHSz2t3MyQ8vqwUKldxkN6aqCcNDnnMTj9rUE6VDrIa8RG7q9Apb0-5aARjbV_CNAt9HF4/s320/DSC02079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317534912012258738" border="0" /></a>This was such a fun evening. I had asked Bob if instead of giving presents to each other this year - couldn't we have a dinner party. Of course he obliged his wife. The following pictures are of our guests, the warm hosts, and the table itself. I had such a delightful time preparing for the evening, and the time itself was not a disappointment. Everyone said they had a wonderful time and want to make it an annual event. 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrswW4UY0g_P_3bVwIrZA6JZ6IYEfebwLy7nc69rZFComWulr4dPpaqz8k-vzpq6Divm3K3cGQwEUQ2COpEgLkDf2xQc3yBv1mnnGKAVV4b115Bnj3vK0OAetpXDDJW7_7PQ4EsEcbWAs/s320/DSC02080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317530816663780562" border="0" /></a>The candles are lit, and the fun is about to begin!!</div>Grandma Bibbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09374433741826178093noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986364301559117043.post-13711098008690496302009-03-26T11:52:00.002-04:002009-03-26T11:58:20.691-04:00Theme Dinner at RPCL<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPHXs18SIyoa8SZVEJffVC_FYebtUJzWVGNy9azgg4FOBVJW4K0EBFV0Scu6jFZky6q-cjvryfLbfvgMVq_bYQI3zgdzxrsxrqnJdkLfsvEFvAn5xal0K-WwTMrMYijEbncujP6vsUgm8/s1600-h/DSC02106.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPHXs18SIyoa8SZVEJffVC_FYebtUJzWVGNy9azgg4FOBVJW4K0EBFV0Scu6jFZky6q-cjvryfLbfvgMVq_bYQI3zgdzxrsxrqnJdkLfsvEFvAn5xal0K-WwTMrMYijEbncujP6vsUgm8/s320/DSC02106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317526344425271010" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPY4zd3aRwvVf7qhg8Rvz-WR12FX8moEFYZmz-7iYvvUPN8vXwA4Jtywtp2zk0G1QDurT8JFkw2UwCj8V95R9U6bLEvUrPzUHt47cgrG-iqYEey88p3WWiqaRPVWqjlkzB-1Jp2ISGt_U/s1600-h/DSC02105.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPY4zd3aRwvVf7qhg8Rvz-WR12FX8moEFYZmz-7iYvvUPN8vXwA4Jtywtp2zk0G1QDurT8JFkw2UwCj8V95R9U6bLEvUrPzUHt47cgrG-iqYEey88p3WWiqaRPVWqjlkzB-1Jp2ISGt_U/s320/DSC02105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317525784603515218" border="0" /></a><br />We have a theme dinner each year at church planned by the Hospitality Committee. This year they decided to have a murder mystery. They chose a 1946 western murder. You go online and order this, obtain a script, and other assorted goodies. Then you plan your evening. We all dressed up for the era as best as we could - this was the Bibby outcome.Grandma Bibbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09374433741826178093noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986364301559117043.post-13935962125561221702009-03-26T11:47:00.004-04:002009-03-26T12:11:30.991-04:00Eric turns 31!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmBOywDZgS1lG-Vb_61C__J18tPWjTLQ8nW3wVz9PW2evawM38bJbTyP_0-bI_6WetX6K1hDQg4bdgRxVpWwBpAtqiSbrCLF0TWuvkGNWVuRay4O6KbP4H9H-DnrxrUafqowlHD-Tb1AA/s1600-h/DSC02130.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmBOywDZgS1lG-Vb_61C__J18tPWjTLQ8nW3wVz9PW2evawM38bJbTyP_0-bI_6WetX6K1hDQg4bdgRxVpWwBpAtqiSbrCLF0TWuvkGNWVuRay4O6KbP4H9H-DnrxrUafqowlHD-Tb1AA/s320/DSC02130.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317529789623672594" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8m5mYfaAjRf1JA9FEB74MAVAACRlwQoxuotP5OZDPavLC6ngGDqolIf2XcDb7JpkEr2IFpDWqp6JeSCX5eWORcW0qfXsoNFCq_kt1O7J8xz_1adg7UdMH2FQBCWTL-c83R5AhWmy-6Wg/s1600-h/DSC02123.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8m5mYfaAjRf1JA9FEB74MAVAACRlwQoxuotP5OZDPavLC6ngGDqolIf2XcDb7JpkEr2IFpDWqp6JeSCX5eWORcW0qfXsoNFCq_kt1O7J8xz_1adg7UdMH2FQBCWTL-c83R5AhWmy-6Wg/s320/DSC02123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317524738297212162" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSI-X7uWeOyrPA5vxOsDlfqKWm5Uyw41sUMZn3TG6d3fJCqdk0xTFsC2TeGGylRTJCw1jvIq5drGPCmkCDsEIp3Sch6yKDnpg0SYWKhrwcsc2aSQwTbTF5h0o9OCSccDxJlPaWej75sGk/s1600-h/DSC02127.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSI-X7uWeOyrPA5vxOsDlfqKWm5Uyw41sUMZn3TG6d3fJCqdk0xTFsC2TeGGylRTJCw1jvIq5drGPCmkCDsEIp3Sch6yKDnpg0SYWKhrwcsc2aSQwTbTF5h0o9OCSccDxJlPaWej75sGk/s320/DSC02127.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317524330371885586" border="0" /></a><br />Eric finally got his canoe fund up to where it needed to be and has purchased one. But he needed some things to make it go - paddles, etc. So we helped him out with some of these things. And, of course, Kayla had to try one of them on. She says, "daddy, I am ready!"Grandma Bibbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09374433741826178093noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986364301559117043.post-22179466188118169162009-03-26T11:41:00.001-04:002009-03-26T11:47:00.892-04:00Chinese Lunch for Josh<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi60PGjCj1dNwlfJ74qA9UyFx1CPTyMAatswJB-3ZJf5V9L7xHtJ19QJ__mV5sH0dngVgaGR-1cYwfXulX2v7l5_ofn62QISLgpFhQ8qz_bpaxhtIf7QPes1T24LkK_cADYOGIGL3EQCSU/s1600-h/DSC02138.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi60PGjCj1dNwlfJ74qA9UyFx1CPTyMAatswJB-3ZJf5V9L7xHtJ19QJ__mV5sH0dngVgaGR-1cYwfXulX2v7l5_ofn62QISLgpFhQ8qz_bpaxhtIf7QPes1T24LkK_cADYOGIGL3EQCSU/s320/DSC02138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317523452708176530" border="0" /></a><br />Josh left for the Army about 10 days ago. Before going, Bob and I took him, Eric, and Jean out for a going away lunch. We asked him where he wanted to go, and he picked our favorite Chinese place - The House of Saigon. It was a bittersweet moment. Lunch was great, and we wished Josh the best. We will (already do) miss him, but we are pleased that he has chosen a path for his future. We hope and pray that the Lord will bless his time and keep him safe.Grandma Bibbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09374433741826178093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986364301559117043.post-34782275177809143122009-03-24T14:06:00.003-04:002009-03-24T14:09:47.198-04:00Update & Pictures coming soon!I know that I have been away from here for some time now. There is no excuse except that I have been having fun with my grandchildren. I am leaving for Texas in the morning where I will have some time to blog. I hope to post pictures and say very little. :-) I also hope to fix some things here that have been deleted accidentally. So check back in a week, and hopefully you will find some pictures from the last 3 months and from my time in Texas. I am going there to see Joe and Heather, but also to attend a baby shower for Baby Bib. Talk with you soon!! I have missed you.Grandma Bibbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09374433741826178093noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986364301559117043.post-40874961200721537792009-01-09T12:27:00.002-05:002009-01-09T12:33:21.526-05:00Love that Reasoning!I will have pictures from Christmas soon. I need to get them from Bob. We had a wonderful time with family, but that is for another time.<br /><br />I couldn't let time go by without posting about the reasoning of kids - Luke in particular. I picked the kids up after Luke got out of school today. We came home to have a hot dog lunch. Kayla had a lollipop from the store, and Luke really wanted it. So he was almost finished with his hot dog when I told him he could have 3 M & M's. That brought a smile, but the gears started working. He waited a moment and then got up on a chair to get his M & M's. I told him he should really finish his hot dog first. If he had room in his tummy for candy, then he had room for hot dog. Boy then the reasoning kicked in - he told me that he couldn't finish his hot dog because then he wouldn't have room for his candy. :-) How can a grandma argue with that logic? I would rather have an M & M than a hot dog!! So Luke got his candy. And the other two enjoyed their candy. Everyone was happy.Grandma Bibbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09374433741826178093noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986364301559117043.post-53690307237913305032008-12-20T08:38:00.002-05:002008-12-20T08:45:21.335-05:00No more he/she<em>Of course it has been determined since the beginning of time, but we have just found out. Our next priceless grandchild to make its appearance in June will be a boy! We are so delighted. We have another boy to carry on the Bibby name. And it is so nice to have a boy first. They can be so much fun and such rascals. So now grandma can begin her shopping in the right direction for this little GEM. And little it is; after all he has only been in formation for about four months. We so look forward to how he will look and the character that is being built inside him by the Lord. HE already knows his steps, and we can't wait to see them. We are already praying for him and the way the Lord will use him in our lives and the lives of others. Congratulations Joe and Heather, it is a BOY!</em>Grandma Bibbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09374433741826178093noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986364301559117043.post-991433469031767882008-12-18T13:04:00.002-05:002008-12-18T13:08:07.661-05:00Chariot to Washington DC<em><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#990000;"><strong>The Chariot from the previous post is going to Washington DC. It is going to be in the Inaugural Parade, and my son Joe will be there with it. What an exciting experience this will be for him. I hope he takes lots of photos! I am sure he will; he loves doing that. Check it out and see if Joe is walking behind it. I will be tuned in that day for that reason only.</strong></span></em><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#990000;"></span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#990000;">I hope you all have a Blessed Christmas and a Joyous New Year!! I will try and post some pictures from last weekend and Christmas soon. It has been a joy keeping in touch with you via this media and through your blogs.</span></em></strong>Grandma Bibbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09374433741826178093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986364301559117043.post-15767241268944211772008-12-04T16:33:00.009-05:002008-12-04T20:35:14.064-05:00Who's driving the Chariot? Does NASA know?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBy6Ye5Ar2GtiTz7jpNgzwiMasinVYPV1wo9vNKV25Y-D3rORy7r4rKAGOb8Qr0hMJngnQHsqAmtOpkxZTkoB31-_pNPAqDhTEFXA6bfCgmxHOO84R_g5YmcI9d03ntQqDNF7SWn2IT78/s1600-h/IMG_0119.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276053425525169010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBy6Ye5Ar2GtiTz7jpNgzwiMasinVYPV1wo9vNKV25Y-D3rORy7r4rKAGOb8Qr0hMJngnQHsqAmtOpkxZTkoB31-_pNPAqDhTEFXA6bfCgmxHOO84R_g5YmcI9d03ntQqDNF7SWn2IT78/s320/IMG_0119.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />I forgot to post these pictures from our time in Texas last month. Here are three of the ones Joe sent to me from our time at Johnson Space Center. He was in the desert with Chariot a while ago. He brought us here to tour it. I may look like I am driving it, but believe me we aren't going anywhere.<br /><br /><br /><br />Poor Bob wants out. He wants to drive. He doesn't trust those woman drivers. Although he is smiling. Can you imagine spending 3 days in this thing all the while cameras are taping your EVERY move. Think about it. You get the drift!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglSkiWiZW5F8K1BLMHVpJsx3or5-BbrD_DidWFEFCrFPjDKGE49LrbRDGozU2GWGL50FC3uTDORqE4expNowTNJeaO2_nDqFKExFcCK3QgPvtsIOzt4vjKL2dPMCMF8r1FQxX1D1yMk_I/s1600-h/IMG_0123.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276053184603652930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglSkiWiZW5F8K1BLMHVpJsx3or5-BbrD_DidWFEFCrFPjDKGE49LrbRDGozU2GWGL50FC3uTDORqE4expNowTNJeaO2_nDqFKExFcCK3QgPvtsIOzt4vjKL2dPMCMF8r1FQxX1D1yMk_I/s320/IMG_0123.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzsEMOssrg0F_NVd9SYLmPuDUITEi0tRA9VqBRTyKIGWYeByWlJ_td8xGk6n-Ca2QuWsH4agTBSemMXfczi4FupMcM-0EkLTDggkF2lHMVC3deCsmwZic9jM9ZirWXSNjtjEyupmFe3tY/s1600-h/IMG_0130.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276052834694578226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzsEMOssrg0F_NVd9SYLmPuDUITEi0tRA9VqBRTyKIGWYeByWlJ_td8xGk6n-Ca2QuWsH4agTBSemMXfczi4FupMcM-0EkLTDggkF2lHMVC3deCsmwZic9jM9ZirWXSNjtjEyupmFe3tY/s320/IMG_0130.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Now he is happy. He is in the driver's seat!Grandma Bibbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09374433741826178093noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986364301559117043.post-82129233406049129562008-12-04T16:16:00.000-05:002008-12-04T16:18:09.594-05:00Baby Bib - look at those legs!!<object height="302" width="400"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=2420945&server=vimeo.com&show_title=1&show_byline=1&show_portrait=0&color=ffffff&fullscreen=1"><embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=2420945&server=vimeo.com&show_title=1&show_byline=1&show_portrait=0&color=ffffff&fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="302"></embed></object><br /><a href="http://vimeo.com/2420945">Heather's Ultrasound</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/user156942">jbibby</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com/">Vimeo</a>Grandma Bibbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09374433741826178093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986364301559117043.post-90379284545766931122008-12-02T19:43:00.030-05:002008-12-02T21:46:18.880-05:00Catch Up Time.......<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"><em>I know, I know it has been a while again since I have posted. You will have lots of pictures below and some descriptions. This will catch you up and allow you to see all of the family.</em> </span></div><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh6Br7YpSWghhI2fi0NiYVSEzJ6twmj-5xlF0RANs1zgwS7w0b513LvS2k9hpPzXIr78pZd_xKqFah3IhvujOlVPT9mnxG1bpXIBZonqmckiCpCc5vw0QKZfmHags-4IDtyTGlOkcANf4/s1600-h/DSC01401.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275373547369428418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh6Br7YpSWghhI2fi0NiYVSEzJ6twmj-5xlF0RANs1zgwS7w0b513LvS2k9hpPzXIr78pZd_xKqFah3IhvujOlVPT9mnxG1bpXIBZonqmckiCpCc5vw0QKZfmHags-4IDtyTGlOkcANf4/s320/DSC01401.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#006600;"><em>On November 10 we flew to Texas to see our southern kids. Bobby did so great. I was so proud of him. He sat in the chair while I was patted down in security. The security people were so pleasant and kind to us all, but particularly to Bobby. We arrived safely and had a great time with Joe, Heather, and Baby Bib. No, we couldn't hold the little one. He didn't even have hands and feet then, but he is forming wonderfully in his mommy's tummy. We anticipate being able to hold him and love him like we do our northern <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">grand-babies in a few months</span>. We shopped for baby furniture while there. Bob did lots of odd jobs for Joe. Heather and I went to the Nutcracker Market and walked until we wanted to drop! It was a great time by all, and we look forward to our next trek in 2009.</em></span></div><div align="justify"><em><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#006600;"></span></em></div><div align="justify"><em><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#006600;"></span></em><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMBqvbHrIFlMrUiM3xiLR2AgYw5L73FmV5O65r-9BLvvp_lZ5knjVaq2ACmewNamgkTNeO8fOvYb-UKiVoJ7TtJWQuqj0xLdI_urPPn-s1vKyhifzG3eIy0H2NGFZVAd9ZoazluJvqYvc/s1600-h/DSC01415.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275372837769257810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMBqvbHrIFlMrUiM3xiLR2AgYw5L73FmV5O65r-9BLvvp_lZ5knjVaq2ACmewNamgkTNeO8fOvYb-UKiVoJ7TtJWQuqj0xLdI_urPPn-s1vKyhifzG3eIy0H2NGFZVAd9ZoazluJvqYvc/s320/DSC01415.JPG" border="0" /></a><em><span style="color:#993300;">Here is a back view of Joe & Heather's home. It backs up to an old golf course. We sat on the back porch a lot - it was a great place to play catch up for Bible study and eating lunch. Bobby just loved sitting out there. He would watch the kitty and all who walked on the paths.</span><br /><br /></em><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZJaoesFbq4zGAlYsXDWVOwItI0xp5R6HpuYmPpxNAOnqX8mAkHWZmyzJlnTM5fAaNiQ_Ok4bCmL7quuXHUNQY16gyUiIPCqsx4JwaClmJOM19O45GgZu-marAzR-iW0U2Shst4-XDOlA/s1600-h/DSC01441.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275372156514214962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZJaoesFbq4zGAlYsXDWVOwItI0xp5R6HpuYmPpxNAOnqX8mAkHWZmyzJlnTM5fAaNiQ_Ok4bCmL7quuXHUNQY16gyUiIPCqsx4JwaClmJOM19O45GgZu-marAzR-iW0U2Shst4-XDOlA/s320/DSC01441.JPG" border="0" /></a> <em><span style="color:#663366;">Not all of our time was spent working or shopping. We found plenty of time to eat. After all, Joe gave me a list before coming of the meals he wanted his momma to make for him. It was long because he was hungry when he made it. I didn't make it to the bottom of the list, but I did leave the recipes for Heather. She has already made one of them. Here we are on Joe's birthday. We were having Thai food. It was delicious! I would definitely go there again.</span><br /></em><br /><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRcC47H5MfkvFfFwnMqUU7nBhy7ITnCoh8o69ZxGl7-cvBmT8FzzjMnb9vH_QxiopfmXZs_Yj-hEyIGeGutiQ08R88KqjyxQTcghrVFjgbGWSp1Dg_6LXre3hex9srT-ogSIt9cYj8aVA/s1600-h/DSC01462.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275371527388866786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRcC47H5MfkvFfFwnMqUU7nBhy7ITnCoh8o69ZxGl7-cvBmT8FzzjMnb9vH_QxiopfmXZs_Yj-hEyIGeGutiQ08R88KqjyxQTcghrVFjgbGWSp1Dg_6LXre3hex9srT-ogSIt9cYj8aVA/s320/DSC01462.JPG" border="0" /></a><em> Here is the birthday boy. He didn't want cake, so I made him the pumpkin pie off of his list. He enjoyed a piece of it. Actually, I believe it was the best pumpkin pie I have ever made. Tried to replicate it for Thanksgiving, but I don't think it was the same. Oh well.<br /></em></div><div align="center"><br /><u><span style="color:#cc9933;"><strong>PU/<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">IU</span> Game Day</strong></span></u><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt4LhRaGvxw389kyA4agVCE8kEkm-nvMjtKcXWFuiUpG_V_7OtKnytoR_CqzNMshICKdPPZp4S1dHXuxnf4jDdgKzSwZ1l4sKNRjfY5xQiMwN7vIQQw06HDp-s-uf4sBpNmCQwIq5KuOw/s1600-h/DSC01470.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275371050647322018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt4LhRaGvxw389kyA4agVCE8kEkm-nvMjtKcXWFuiUpG_V_7OtKnytoR_CqzNMshICKdPPZp4S1dHXuxnf4jDdgKzSwZ1l4sKNRjfY5xQiMwN7vIQQw06HDp-s-uf4sBpNmCQwIq5KuOw/s320/DSC01470.JPG" border="0" /></a> <em>Here is the Eric Bibby family on game day - all decked out in their Purdue attire. They came over to watch the game after we returned from Texas. It was a fun time. Of course, winning the game helped.<br /></em><br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#996633;">Granny Bib??</span></strong><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvbf7PQuLg_jseIvvDEctA2ZXN5n9QDQgJ_D3Vj0qR1WBWeMEBhqzwwIo6ZmmazAnGJOCcPEpMG6W8dBjBxzg4XBxhjJdeoFsYyM14nHaaX2uMKKmFs4ZocPplTpjE9KAGJUc-EmvcjRI/s1600-h/DSC01492.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275370460546563266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvbf7PQuLg_jseIvvDEctA2ZXN5n9QDQgJ_D3Vj0qR1WBWeMEBhqzwwIo6ZmmazAnGJOCcPEpMG6W8dBjBxzg4XBxhjJdeoFsYyM14nHaaX2uMKKmFs4ZocPplTpjE9KAGJUc-EmvcjRI/s320/DSC01492.JPG" border="0" /></a><em><span style="color:#996633;">Jean decided to do something constructive during the game. We were winning by so much that we knew we wouldn't lose. I can't tell you what she is making because it is for Christmas. You may receive one, so just wait and see.</span></em><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZgyww_zTXzvnv8soDGcMCwY1BsCWPMk0-VQOapmO3v513-Oaeku43qcIkdvdQM9u1IRGtIZ7PFHMi6aTcUlvw-SsF3BhbwG4Gh-_KHahIOaa3pl8DEr-Y5XU48yO5-ElWSFRLfkbNp6o/s1600-h/DSC01495.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275369974685048546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZgyww_zTXzvnv8soDGcMCwY1BsCWPMk0-VQOapmO3v513-Oaeku43qcIkdvdQM9u1IRGtIZ7PFHMi6aTcUlvw-SsF3BhbwG4Gh-_KHahIOaa3pl8DEr-Y5XU48yO5-ElWSFRLfkbNp6o/s320/DSC01495.JPG" border="0" /></a> <em><span style="color:#996633;">Old toys were brought out from Luke, and Krista had a blast. It was a toy purchased from <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Menards</span> after Christmas. It was worth every penny spent on it. And it has held up wonderfully. Even Eric had to haul out some old toys - these used to be played by him and Joe when they were little. It is fun watching his kids play with them. Wait a minute - his kids or him? Who is having the most fun?!</span></em><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirtdzath119FQ0AydEU6PYBX4zqolt0BeVvKMCQvjapq_Yotm8r5XUZPbv4uNljLmMDerwOscBLYPZ9vKunsP4X00wfDyOqw5UhCcjWyKypaYV1Vylm4CySsJkEBeQDv33emhFjtSR9GQ/s1600-h/DSC01499.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275369421109566242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirtdzath119FQ0AydEU6PYBX4zqolt0BeVvKMCQvjapq_Yotm8r5XUZPbv4uNljLmMDerwOscBLYPZ9vKunsP4X00wfDyOqw5UhCcjWyKypaYV1Vylm4CySsJkEBeQDv33emhFjtSR9GQ/s320/DSC01499.JPG" border="0" /></a> <em><span style="color:#996633;">Look Kayla!</span></em><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnOUcb3bmr1QH-0UjsTLPvReWceWaYcbNzQitSfDzWbKj0vDzmZG9zXntSYvAtBr9x_FeALjUZdloEoOgEZ4Z4Xlg2PSqs9oDaOWQBsGeXNJI0AK7aeBC35zQRFRM7vW2xwanoBmlNK8w/s1600-h/DSC01505.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275368761288824498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnOUcb3bmr1QH-0UjsTLPvReWceWaYcbNzQitSfDzWbKj0vDzmZG9zXntSYvAtBr9x_FeALjUZdloEoOgEZ4Z4Xlg2PSqs9oDaOWQBsGeXNJI0AK7aeBC35zQRFRM7vW2xwanoBmlNK8w/s320/DSC01505.JPG" border="0" /></a> <em><span style="color:#996633;">Living proof of why we were not totally tuned into the game. It was a great way for Coach Tiller to end his career at Purdue. We hope the new coach does better though. A season of 5-8 is not really what we want repeated.</span></em></div><div align="justify"><em><span style="color:#996633;"></span></em></div><em><span style="color:#996633;"></span></em></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color:#993300;">Thanksgiving Day 2008</span></em><br /></div></strong><div align="justify"><span style="color:#666600;"></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQsjdgY4Kg6_wW1_O59K_hzmArytMaUPeEnNkNvTMeD8Cr2fOTjjgBgDlbdpJTAeDSIk_s9jFugvRJ2qdKFapUHKc3bi4fkfWhwtwHV8ReOlnJetseddlE5wez3b5w1VKuhPIdk_3nW-8/s1600-h/DSC01513.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275368151906997874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQsjdgY4Kg6_wW1_O59K_hzmArytMaUPeEnNkNvTMeD8Cr2fOTjjgBgDlbdpJTAeDSIk_s9jFugvRJ2qdKFapUHKc3bi4fkfWhwtwHV8ReOlnJetseddlE5wez3b5w1VKuhPIdk_3nW-8/s320/DSC01513.JPG" border="0" /></a> <em><span style="color:#666600;">Pam came down from Michigan to join us for a few days and to get in on the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Thanksgiving</span> celebration. She helped keep the kids occupied while we put dinner on the table. Fun was enjoyed by all. Way to go, Pam!! Luke probably won. He usually does.</span></em><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioUIdIzOZYuIBU3ZeXAgZfgVVUhBE-LU4uiHsmauCe-Dnm0YXgujO08pyUtPWi5SA04sqmE9mz6Yiub5DctBqOFribnNiu6clrPB5VUoTFrBfehWdYPr1a3OS9g51b0ImvlFVbqxv0YJE/s1600-h/DSC01561.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275367580095806066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioUIdIzOZYuIBU3ZeXAgZfgVVUhBE-LU4uiHsmauCe-Dnm0YXgujO08pyUtPWi5SA04sqmE9mz6Yiub5DctBqOFribnNiu6clrPB5VUoTFrBfehWdYPr1a3OS9g51b0ImvlFVbqxv0YJE/s320/DSC01561.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#993399;"><strong><em>Great-grandma had to get in on the fun too. They look pretty serious here. I think we ate before they were finished. This shot will be a great keepsake.</em></strong><br /></span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwH7oi3L_j-xit25M3zZ4R1xgy06UxKerzPmq40mkPjMGi6cqw_C7h6DnslwihYYQUev2Iq-YC6bMVQZI5ZG0KUQ4t8ZZxllBBj0oWqYV6niVqtyg4tEz8a9z2pt9cOgTAZMPanGm85yQ/s1600-h/DSC01536.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275367040416522098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwH7oi3L_j-xit25M3zZ4R1xgy06UxKerzPmq40mkPjMGi6cqw_C7h6DnslwihYYQUev2Iq-YC6bMVQZI5ZG0KUQ4t8ZZxllBBj0oWqYV6niVqtyg4tEz8a9z2pt9cOgTAZMPanGm85yQ/s320/DSC01536.JPG" border="0" /></a> <em><span style="color:#993300;">Josh came to live with Eric and Jean this summer. He is from Texas and Jean's cousin. Since the weather was pretty nice, they decided to get a photo shoot in that afternoon.</span></em><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV8HBHTFO4Ezo4Oy5AFti2OenrJ4H8ldGzR0TgLaLvwLyTi2qJxG1xU4k5UXw6X-uqlXji3U0FrND4hnmWlQ2LCHw4R-symKiXgMO2G2qkcZeEevayREyLUgngmFpfIsTxNrAq3BU1SVk/s1600-h/DSC01552.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275366292421910930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV8HBHTFO4Ezo4Oy5AFti2OenrJ4H8ldGzR0TgLaLvwLyTi2qJxG1xU4k5UXw6X-uqlXji3U0FrND4hnmWlQ2LCHw4R-symKiXgMO2G2qkcZeEevayREyLUgngmFpfIsTxNrAq3BU1SVk/s320/DSC01552.JPG" border="0" /></a> <em><span style="color:#660000;">Eric was busy here doing what he does best on Thanksgiving Day. He gets the job of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">de</span>-boning the turkey. This was an easy year for him. The meat fell right off the bone. He said he didn't have to cut it one bit. I guess the bag worked great. It sure beat the fire we had last year from the grease dripping all over the place. Now we have two wishbones. Tradition is for him and Joe to break them. We will keep them until they are once again together. The apron was made for me. It has all the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">grand-kids</span> hands on it.</span></em><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw3ocFo5brWoEGyWPsvInazHQDkkVFz8T4skMb6Om-spACW0u9zaM00PxR14mLVrW0XU6QNIEYI1ZHU14sBlXkSng6WS9tfhQa5Xbl2K2AfPaNDzcPTL2Vtbu-SHGSKi2Yt4ZhTEliXOo/s1600-h/DSC01571.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275365715914145602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw3ocFo5brWoEGyWPsvInazHQDkkVFz8T4skMb6Om-spACW0u9zaM00PxR14mLVrW0XU6QNIEYI1ZHU14sBlXkSng6WS9tfhQa5Xbl2K2AfPaNDzcPTL2Vtbu-SHGSKi2Yt4ZhTEliXOo/s320/DSC01571.JPG" border="0" /></a> <em><span style="color:#cc0000;">Here is a shot of most of us at the table. We were all happily eating the good food prepared by all. I was so thankful for those that could join us for a few days, but I was especially thankful my parents could be here. They are 80 & 82, and the Lord has richly blessed them. They have been married for 59 years! The weather held up for them until they returned back home in Michigan, and then the snow began. God is good!!</span></em><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_KqlWPa1lTPVZarrxa4cJZtvUHybc_T1wG7KZbQsiY2k5eCj_W9tUYj73A30FSXTjjoUV8uKE-W52XPLkOKssqgEpsYaf2ubb4QMMDwykaxXdO4zLLL_Eh-pb7E13c1Khji7mGRbDXrI/s1600-h/DSC01564.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275365129868439986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_KqlWPa1lTPVZarrxa4cJZtvUHybc_T1wG7KZbQsiY2k5eCj_W9tUYj73A30FSXTjjoUV8uKE-W52XPLkOKssqgEpsYaf2ubb4QMMDwykaxXdO4zLLL_Eh-pb7E13c1Khji7mGRbDXrI/s320/DSC01564.JPG" border="0" /></a><em><span style="color:#3366ff;">More dinner shots. My youngest brother Chuck is in the corner. He drove my folks down here. I was really thankful for his willingness to do that. We all had a great time. We talked, ate, played games (even great-grandpa!) and just enjoyed each other's company. Many memories were made with the four generations present.</span></em><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOw8SqAK-lxk-GdvuLdwD9ns4CJAJcvgNfqEprJFlqNZ8RMfKfU_b2iBbEW0XZWAgyTkhMrVryCibLdkB7YNjp6namCGGpStkRainnnp1OzP98RtYA3L-CDueSLr85C6TQ_QdPGAwq828/s1600-h/DSC01578.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275364540423790994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOw8SqAK-lxk-GdvuLdwD9ns4CJAJcvgNfqEprJFlqNZ8RMfKfU_b2iBbEW0XZWAgyTkhMrVryCibLdkB7YNjp6namCGGpStkRainnnp1OzP98RtYA3L-CDueSLr85C6TQ_QdPGAwq828/s320/DSC01578.JPG" border="0" /></a> <strong><em><span style="color:#ff99ff;">Games were played even at the table! Grapes, Kayla?</span></em></strong><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHXrmrvaW4l_RwLX-JiwSUss4-f41eRz9iwEv7kQAL4oUSSUlp-L2g95uBPNI03XJRLkuUWohYr2IQ3VQS1QEupsGYi98VhZnysJfbSjzW63MSryMsEzTTWV2seyeJ9AozJPFPjJubCFo/s1600-h/DSC01585.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275364001922836610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHXrmrvaW4l_RwLX-JiwSUss4-f41eRz9iwEv7kQAL4oUSSUlp-L2g95uBPNI03XJRLkuUWohYr2IQ3VQS1QEupsGYi98VhZnysJfbSjzW63MSryMsEzTTWV2seyeJ9AozJPFPjJubCFo/s320/DSC01585.JPG" border="0" /></a> <strong><em><span style="color:#666666;">My folks - Bill & Jo Van Den <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Toorn</span></span></em></strong><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho9pXDycx2Q7lvWX3QyZU_5S_9PSdGDVKTTSms8nU50EaU3VyuUVIFEttoHn6ZBx5QK4tAVReXMg77NY90G5MXHqXs6kCzvhnIiby9XW0EYcQCbVL1s09y8NAcDMr6LJVJ8Y1CQ9okjtE/s1600-h/DSC01590.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275363409761936450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho9pXDycx2Q7lvWX3QyZU_5S_9PSdGDVKTTSms8nU50EaU3VyuUVIFEttoHn6ZBx5QK4tAVReXMg77NY90G5MXHqXs6kCzvhnIiby9XW0EYcQCbVL1s09y8NAcDMr6LJVJ8Y1CQ9okjtE/s320/DSC01590.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#336666;">After dinner some of the gang went down the street to feed the horses some apples. It was a bit chilly, but still nice to get out. Some of us stayed in to clean up the mess. The horses were glad to see them. You can see them running over. They knew what was to be had.</span><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwz5pisIqwUCysxf3LI0op38rGd7cxoyNkY3Km3OVYpxS6FGWJZU7mU8LwQbS47lFGJrHlL2_hNeE3GUTNxaTiA3nAVRb6XVMBkl_LTj-pG_bZR9W2MnqgJuY3NRInCCAGPz7D5HACsbs/s1600-h/DSC01598.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275362489023189570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwz5pisIqwUCysxf3LI0op38rGd7cxoyNkY3Km3OVYpxS6FGWJZU7mU8LwQbS47lFGJrHlL2_hNeE3GUTNxaTiA3nAVRb6XVMBkl_LTj-pG_bZR9W2MnqgJuY3NRInCCAGPz7D5HACsbs/s320/DSC01598.JPG" border="0" /></a> Kayla was cold, but she still had to feed them.<br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja0F1w4QJyiuPkmdcW824dtq21Dz-CL_JAC3GRJ3e3f4p8Wtb3rOYQ8hK7t8LlW23JOeG12Pt615f-KdiGq8ARHIGnfVIWavJ4cNxNLO__Zu3_OhiM6By1bYgc4s3eSlRkaFz33mLCI8k/s1600-h/DSC01604.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275361738584400930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja0F1w4QJyiuPkmdcW824dtq21Dz-CL_JAC3GRJ3e3f4p8Wtb3rOYQ8hK7t8LlW23JOeG12Pt615f-KdiGq8ARHIGnfVIWavJ4cNxNLO__Zu3_OhiM6By1bYgc4s3eSlRkaFz33mLCI8k/s320/DSC01604.JPG" border="0" /></a> Pam really enjoyed herself. We were so glad that she was with us this year. She has such a great fun and crazy spirit. She made it fun for us all.<br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBGJxkr_LfE5DpX3sVrT32hKDtNInMaRYG1MGFj-tLSsdVtk4eau_8xRFuyLjBjk-HExBpyFfIe_n-VxPu3jP_9HtX3bP3qgdxv3fAkgSb9m77p1UXLDn0AVZm87Cy3cl81hbY4S38lN8/s1600-h/DSC01618.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275360922927237698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBGJxkr_LfE5DpX3sVrT32hKDtNInMaRYG1MGFj-tLSsdVtk4eau_8xRFuyLjBjk-HExBpyFfIe_n-VxPu3jP_9HtX3bP3qgdxv3fAkgSb9m77p1UXLDn0AVZm87Cy3cl81hbY4S38lN8/s320/DSC01618.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ff99ff;">I needed to sit a while, so Krista and I decided to play with the peg board. She loves it. She was saying purple, blue, red, and grandpa that day. It was so much fun. I just LOVE having our grandchildren around. I just don't get tired of them. They truly are a delight. And just think someday we will have another, Lord willing. NO, not here. In Texas.</span><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbORstbqanTTXlFXD3TfIH85039FqtHDP950SMz5AhYZNWiM2oXVi9CD5Vg7cD5pqYdWI8HmGenMHLIzNNPs9WFahqF_jTqk33BeW_-2HHMFr-l2jLu8-9f9pY4Wheae2O-DpKUi6Zyoo/s1600-h/DSC01620.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275360339864124994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbORstbqanTTXlFXD3TfIH85039FqtHDP950SMz5AhYZNWiM2oXVi9CD5Vg7cD5pqYdWI8HmGenMHLIzNNPs9WFahqF_jTqk33BeW_-2HHMFr-l2jLu8-9f9pY4Wheae2O-DpKUi6Zyoo/s320/DSC01620.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#000099;">Grandma's Reward</span></div><span style="color:#000099;"></span><div align="center"><br /><br /></div><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0a6cq1kEAQX8_sG9VYCsnBwPvcIsk__QuaM_xqSQbwzbim144bhPmlqNi-4YOMgVeNj-oWi_sVGi-k1JCs5RkadPMJ3mLGwyk4NZhmpXVDTZPsFY5YiYq1fKoZ-2LQBj3NGdjl3kaQi4/s1600-h/DSC01621.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275359498376061778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0a6cq1kEAQX8_sG9VYCsnBwPvcIsk__QuaM_xqSQbwzbim144bhPmlqNi-4YOMgVeNj-oWi_sVGi-k1JCs5RkadPMJ3mLGwyk4NZhmpXVDTZPsFY5YiYq1fKoZ-2LQBj3NGdjl3kaQi4/s320/DSC01621.JPG" border="0" /></a> <em><span style="color:#999900;">This is what we all felt like doing after eating all that Thanksgiving dinner. Poor Pam! So tired, yet brother Bob won't leave her to a peaceful nap.<br /></span></em><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4Yj3LV0976phfqApPEEQij8d-4qGTYfGRFAO0CKo66710NKWCwTWBMHu_Z7aNP6TfQXFqJD3bi40Q6eZtw2b6zXUwOwNwMOf5iSeKN6jwzARKW93rFhy4XsDDhar8TkCi8pTJpz_Wy2E/s1600-h/DSC01627.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275358582623856594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4Yj3LV0976phfqApPEEQij8d-4qGTYfGRFAO0CKo66710NKWCwTWBMHu_Z7aNP6TfQXFqJD3bi40Q6eZtw2b6zXUwOwNwMOf5iSeKN6jwzARKW93rFhy4XsDDhar8TkCi8pTJpz_Wy2E/s320/DSC01627.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#cc0000;"><em>Let the bells ring! Thanksgiving is over, and now it is time to get ready for Christmas. At least that is what Krista thinks. Actually, she is playing with the only thing on my curio cabinet that is allowed. :-)</em></span> </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div></div></div></div>Grandma Bibbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09374433741826178093noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986364301559117043.post-40897439210203789392008-11-25T16:13:00.002-05:002008-11-25T16:20:22.507-05:00Oh How They Mimic!<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#003300;">There isn't a picture for this post, but you will be able to <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">visualize</span> it in your minds. Yesterday I had the girls in the morning. Luke joined us after school and lunch with his daddy. I was busily making dinner rolls for Thanksgiving Day. They were playing very happily in the living room. Krista (who is 14 mos.) went to get on the small rocking horse that we have had since Luke's first birthday. All of a sudden Kayla (2 1/2) decided that she wanted to ride on it. So she climbed onto it much to Krista's dismay. Krista looked at her big sister very sternly and shakes her finger at her. I had to cover my mouth so that she wouldn't see me laughing. Wonder who she looked like? Could it be grandma? or momma? maybe both? I really wanted a photo, but the moment would have been gone by the time I grabbed it. But I couldn't let another day go by without sharing it. It is so fun to watch how the two girls interact, play well, and then compete with each other. I am sure they will be the best of friends as time progresses. In the meantime, I am treasuring them all. They are my jewels!!</span></div>Grandma Bibbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09374433741826178093noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986364301559117043.post-29526410963611081882008-11-20T17:14:00.004-05:002008-11-23T16:58:01.138-05:00Mollie turns 14!!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge3M4l4QGBBXjQeag0z5O6lzTovNl_qR7xu6AKKMSPaRqcFgO2j8kZLSMiEME71pUpe7N1y3o4nQBNom0WdiapIze2aI6qyt8hI1ds7aL0OI18fGWZTjNA66CojS8RV1OmBAsKzhSOoHs/s1600-h/MollieAsleep.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270866950375852882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge3M4l4QGBBXjQeag0z5O6lzTovNl_qR7xu6AKKMSPaRqcFgO2j8kZLSMiEME71pUpe7N1y3o4nQBNom0WdiapIze2aI6qyt8hI1ds7aL0OI18fGWZTjNA66CojS8RV1OmBAsKzhSOoHs/s320/MollieAsleep.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#990000;">I swiped this off a friend's blog. She is actually Mollie's sitter when we are away, so I don't believe she will mind. We returned home from Texas yesterday (pictures coming) with some chicken nuggets for a special pet. It was her birthday, and we had to treat her. We were going to get her a cheeseburger, but we talked Bobby into Wendy's instead of McDonalds. :-) Mollie didn't care. Anything was better than dry dog food. So we celebrate our pet! Crazy, but since she is likely our last one, we celebrated her making it to age 14 - let's see that is about 98 in human years. She has been a good bet. Thanks Elizabeth for the great photo. And for taking such great care of her and the house.</span>Grandma Bibbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09374433741826178093noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986364301559117043.post-17427057152141698602008-10-31T16:20:00.003-04:002008-10-31T16:38:20.496-04:00It's Friday! It's the end of October!!!<span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc6600;"><em>No, there aren't any pictures. I need to get my camera fixed or learn how to use Bob's. The problem with his is that it is too large for my purse. It takes great pictures though.</em></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc6600;"><em></em></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc6600;"><em>I can't believe it is already Friday. Where has the week gone? The month for that matter! It is October 31, <strong>Reformation Day</strong>. I know the world calls it Halloween, but not at this house. Today is a day to remember the reformers and to be thankful for the sacrifices that they endured for us to be able to read and understand the Bible on our own through the Holy Spirit.</em></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc6600;"><em></em></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc6600;"><em>The week flew by with caring for the grandkids three days this week. Jean has taken on a part-time job at Luke's school to help with tuition and the ever-rising cost of food. She subs and helps out wherever she is needed at FCS. She is a wonderful wife to add this to her already large load of caring for their three, a cousin, and of course, my son! We are so thankful to have her in our family. Our boys have picked the best 'daughters' any parents could have, by God's grace.</em></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc6600;"><em></em></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc6600;"><em>I also helped a friend cut out a bunch of paper for a Stamp Camp being held in our church tomorrow. I am really looking forward to the event. We will have two hours of fellowship and come home with 15 Christmas cards. I will have lots of ideas for our cards this year. Just wait and see when you receive yours in the mail in December. :-)</em></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc6600;"><em></em></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc6600;"><em>We continue to look forward to our trip to Texas on the 10th. I can't wait to introduce myself to our 9 week old 'human blob.' It is so exciting to anticipate the arrival of another grandchild around the end of May/beginning of June. And the weather should be great. If you think of it, please pray for our trip on November 10th in the morning. We will have a stopover this time, and that will make it a bit more problematic for Bobby.</em></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc6600;"><em></em></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc6600;"><em>That should about catch you up on the happenings around here. We are just going about from day to day enjoying the beautiful weather and God's creation out of our windows. Today it is in the low 70s, and the sun is shining magnificiently. What a glorious day to be alive.</em></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc6600;"><em></em></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc6600;"><em>Also, PRAY for God to bestow His mercy on our country during these elections. It could certainly change the course of our country by who is elected on Tuesday. AND don't forget to do your part - go out and VOTE!!</em></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc6600;"><em></em></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc6600;"><em></em></span>Grandma Bibbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09374433741826178093noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986364301559117043.post-59323522903174343962008-10-10T12:37:00.004-04:002008-10-10T12:45:18.717-04:00Newest Jewel!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiml-zVB0pHefKJc03JA6S0gcvEJOQwhsWZJRUrhcmDJwnpOP6vPrbitfZY8S4jR-qMFp5FAeCygfjCH6YYa2zcZcVbprHPPSzUGJjKHVIAYW2S-Mv1knshTKOTig00BtvMd1Uuq_stjI0/s1600-h/photo+(2).jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255566719180908898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiml-zVB0pHefKJc03JA6S0gcvEJOQwhsWZJRUrhcmDJwnpOP6vPrbitfZY8S4jR-qMFp5FAeCygfjCH6YYa2zcZcVbprHPPSzUGJjKHVIAYW2S-Mv1knshTKOTig00BtvMd1Uuq_stjI0/s320/photo+(2).jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#000066;">Hi folks! We are very excited over here in Indiana. We have just received a picture of the newest addition to our family. You can't make out if it is a he or she yet, but we love him anyway. Joe said the doctor called it a blob, but we are calling it a human blob!! After all, life began at conception. He is only 6 weeks 2 days in formation. Soon we will be able to see more of this precious child. In case you haven't guessed it yet, Joe and Heather are expecting their first child. The expected date of arrival is in early June. We will keep you posted as they keep us that way. It will be so exciting, but also difficult this time around. This baby will be born in Texas. BUT we are only a short plane ride away, and we expect to keep the airways warm and busy. :-) God has indeed blessed our family, and we wanted to have you share in our joy. Congratulations Joe & Heather. We rejoice with you during this happy time.</span>Grandma Bibbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09374433741826178093noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8986364301559117043.post-25545749780540267932008-09-23T11:11:00.008-04:002008-09-23T11:28:55.480-04:00Krista's First Overnight<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8LMHZTDVZnWnCzERj7KMjRy_GSEeULEgD37P6l0BjH3SDcQl1DlEbeX8j8UVEfoaWpsEYMzCvMB9L_NI6MJnW0OAixKZKhkBClTOyMlHEbVXfkKdO9azg6YDNXLSC3k7Epq3hDClr0dQ/s1600-h/Fall+2008+057.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249237762546370578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8LMHZTDVZnWnCzERj7KMjRy_GSEeULEgD37P6l0BjH3SDcQl1DlEbeX8j8UVEfoaWpsEYMzCvMB9L_NI6MJnW0OAixKZKhkBClTOyMlHEbVXfkKdO9azg6YDNXLSC3k7Epq3hDClr0dQ/s320/Fall+2008+057.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#333300;">Grandpa and I had the privilege of having Krista here for her first overnight. It was so much fun. We took lots of pictures, but most of them are on grandpa's camera. I really need to learn how to use it and be comfortable doing so. The little gal is walking all over the place, thus the blur of her. We had a lot of fun. It was great to have her since she is changing each week. At least it seems like it to us. We won't have them for a while since Nana is on her way here. We hope Nana enjoys the kids a lot. I am sure that she will do so. I will leave you with this photo and go and enjoy the girls. They are presently both here while Luke is with Jean picking up Nana from the airport.</span>Grandma Bibbyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09374433741826178093noreply@blogger.com1