tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7134900547625042322023-11-16T03:00:19.525-08:00giggles and curlsangie tuckerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10062514609273569119noreply@blogger.comBlogger44125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713490054762504232.post-50928226501995120062011-02-18T07:00:00.001-08:002011-02-23T09:06:49.172-08:00'Cause It's TraditionA Year in Pictures 2010<br /><br /><iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/kLO7RXpDLHU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe>angie tuckerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10062514609273569119noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713490054762504232.post-57263432404620436672011-02-10T12:51:00.000-08:002011-02-11T12:33:11.341-08:00The Wait<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpzBLcytXz_huepClq_jhQAEBWHQeTV_jf_Oxk4rdVHeobQKUn2UyD423IRr2xIFb4AH5CRAXwrqZ3MH-fC5czNZzbsd_hNYCVeUO-4ytLkmVcfakD38NGKMKjRN93LFTEFomKsqBJWME/s1600/Mia3.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpzBLcytXz_huepClq_jhQAEBWHQeTV_jf_Oxk4rdVHeobQKUn2UyD423IRr2xIFb4AH5CRAXwrqZ3MH-fC5czNZzbsd_hNYCVeUO-4ytLkmVcfakD38NGKMKjRN93LFTEFomKsqBJWME/s320/Mia3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572531003480599362" /></a><br /><br /><!--StartFragment--> <p class="MsoNormal"><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">We knew instantly that our daughter was in India. We left the consultation with the fertility specialist, a meeting that should have devastated any young couple wishing for a child. God met us in that moment and gave us the gift of hope. There are few things in my life that I’ve been more certain of, but as we left through the waiting room littered with weary-faced couples, I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that our child was waiting for us halfway around the world.<o:p></o:p></span></span></b></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">For those of you who have not been through the adoption process, let me just tell you, the wait to bring a child into your home can be excruciating. It seems as though the average person spends a great deal of their day waiting on this or that. But what if that waiting is the wait for a child? What if days turn into weeks, weeks turn into months and months into years? The phrases, “God’s timing is perfect” and “God knows what He’s doing” are so easy to say, yet so hard to live. </span></span></b></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Our 2 </span></span></b></i><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">½</span></span></b></i><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> year journey to our daughter would forever change my relationship with God. When you wait for something so special, so life changing, you learn to lean on God in ways that you might not have before. One of my favorite Bible verses has always been, “Draw near to God and He will draw near to you.” (James 4:8) The closeness that I felt while walking with God through the adoption process is nearly indescribable. He continued to meet us where we were in every situation. Fear of the unknown was met with peace. Crisis was met with reassurance and pain was met with comfort. I’m thankful for the wait. It reminded me that God not only promises to go before us, but He also longs to walk beside.</span></span></b></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Let me just tell you, God’s timing IS perfect and He does knows exactly what He’s doing. Faith, hope and love have taken on a new life for me. I tend to see those words differently now. Faith looks like walking in stride with the Father, no matter how difficult the situation. Hope looks like the realization that God has something planned for us that is so much greater than what we could have planned for ourselves. Love, our love for God and His for us, looks like a little girl with jet black hair that we held for the first time in an orphanage in India.</span></span></b></i></p> <!--EndFragment-->angie tuckerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10062514609273569119noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713490054762504232.post-76490012075663989582010-10-20T11:41:00.000-07:002010-10-22T14:12:08.871-07:00Why Heritage Camp?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4p1Ndc69ESk2gvHyntQQC_O0kOdYk5MFMAH-8C78OdT5iYRnRBD95TA2GfBhNaShH64bkUIsvIrW_Wvo7IFbJGHS3zwCfgQ3HGmDu7xm5nYuvnp9Cfy1rRv4f55_1K5Te_CXq1n8FTfM/s1600/DSC_0131_2.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 317px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4p1Ndc69ESk2gvHyntQQC_O0kOdYk5MFMAH-8C78OdT5iYRnRBD95TA2GfBhNaShH64bkUIsvIrW_Wvo7IFbJGHS3zwCfgQ3HGmDu7xm5nYuvnp9Cfy1rRv4f55_1K5Te_CXq1n8FTfM/s320/DSC_0131_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530867027052387698" /></a><br />This summer, we packed up and headed to Tulsa, OK for Dillon <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">International's</span> annual India Heritage Camp. It wasn't a first for us...Dustin and I have been attending since we started the process to adopt Mia. In fact, one of the reasons we chose Dillon as our adoption agency was because they offered a heritage camp. Being cared for before, during and after our adoption sounded like a pretty good thing. Who wouldn't want the option to participate in that, right?<div><br /></div><div>First of all, let me mention that, like most mothers, what I can give Mia are these things: unconditional love, refuge from the storms of life, lessons and guidance. But let me tell you what I CAN'T give her. Heritage. No matter how many Indian songs and movies we watch and listen to, no matter how many Indian meals I make/ruin, no matter how many <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Bollywood</span> dance parties we have in our living room, I can't give her <i>heritage</i>. You know, the deep rooted, experience of her heritage. As parents we want to give our children everything, and it saddens me to think that I will never be able to fully give her that.</div><div><br /></div><div>BUT...</div><div><br /></div><div>What I can do is this; help her create her own experiences. A great place to start is Heritage Camp. I never knew how much we would need it...she would need it...I would need it. At first we attended for all of the reason I told other people to attend; "it's good for the kids to see other families that look like us" and "they have so much fun learning about India." Those reasons are still true, but it goes much deeper now. No, Mia will never have the experience of rich, deep-rooted heritage, but she will be surrounded, year after year, by children who are experiencing all the things that she is. She may not have the experience of long-held traditions, but we are making our own...along side other adoptive families. </div><div><br /></div><div>To all of you adoptive families out there, may I make a few suggestions? </div><div><i><b><br /></b></i></div><div><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Do all you can to be a minority in a sea of faces that look just like your child's.</span></b> </i>Try your best, <i>on a regular basis</i>, to be the minority. Your child experiences that day in and day out. That's one of the things that we discussed at camp this year. There are many ways to do this. One of the ways, is by attending church services in which the congregation is predominately of your child's race. You can also attend festivals and cultural celebrations in your area. Ask around in the community. More than likely, opportunities will present themselves for you and you family to engage in your child's culture.</div><div><br /></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Try to bring good people into your life that share your child's heritag</span>e. </b>Do you have friends that are of you child's race? If the answer is <i>no</i>, please try your best to change that.</div><div><br /></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Get out of your comfort zone</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">.</span> Your child has to all the time. </div><div><br /></div><div>There's one more thing you can do. </div><div><br /></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Attend a Heritage Camp</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">.</span> Find a way to attend. There are ways to lower the cost: work it into a family vacation, stay with friends in the area or volunteer at camp. Trust me, you will walk away with a deeper understanding of your child in every aspect. Enough said.</div><div><br /></div><div> </div><div><div>Here are a few highlights from this year's camp!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5Za9_dPQhjY?fs=1&hl=en_US"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5Za9_dPQhjY?fs=1&hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object></div></div><br /><div><i><br /></i></div>angie tuckerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10062514609273569119noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713490054762504232.post-2256878026091288152010-08-16T15:11:00.000-07:002010-08-16T20:29:42.289-07:00The Gift<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR7VhIaAV5mC0YY01R2Ckqv0XiweddV07faJuNBiTk0Cj-2zCy2F4dTe1XVc5WT2pqULb7l-KY_VvtyfzUTy1h256nOgfWGWstU4-rT4aObQuGVgKLUVoKBQrJlTeEbZKN2tOnFxsDFUs/s1600/emys+hand.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR7VhIaAV5mC0YY01R2Ckqv0XiweddV07faJuNBiTk0Cj-2zCy2F4dTe1XVc5WT2pqULb7l-KY_VvtyfzUTy1h256nOgfWGWstU4-rT4aObQuGVgKLUVoKBQrJlTeEbZKN2tOnFxsDFUs/s400/emys+hand.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506215095015760258" /></a><br /><div>Three years ago tonight, Emy entered the world...small in size, but mighty in spirit! She tried with all of her strength, all 1 lb. 8 oz. of her, to stay in this world. Thanks to the prayers of our friends, family, church family and the talent and grace of the nurses and doctors, we are now able to share our lives with one more precious little gift. The Lord has brought her so far, I just can't wait to see what He has in store for her life!</div><div><br /></div>Here's just a small glimpse of her amazing story...Happy Birthday Emy!!!<br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxrMyUfwnlIdaWt5dRtXtUSWyYEKP7nJcfCD2oUPMQK7ymu6wxaR2xfd7i06Yb6AcZGll96Y-LlmMOMLntq8A' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>angie tuckerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10062514609273569119noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713490054762504232.post-4993232181273044972010-07-26T18:19:00.000-07:002010-07-27T06:15:05.952-07:00If You've Tasted Such Good Things...<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">On Thursday, I leave for Zambia, Africa. I want to keep this post simple. I do want to say a few things though. </span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /><b>I'm gonna miss this girl...</b></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipN__jvXz6WnMZFsGkz8EGVdFPc_3poPaL8OO4KiOILtelNxlZr7NTX5FmX7ncaRvl41WMRwcsh-UWleIUJ1cHBaFtvEvpLlo-Ursn7WKJZDF9LQBtd6M5eVzDRBcCn7XcHe4LAvBT_Cs/s1600/DSC_1139.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipN__jvXz6WnMZFsGkz8EGVdFPc_3poPaL8OO4KiOILtelNxlZr7NTX5FmX7ncaRvl41WMRwcsh-UWleIUJ1cHBaFtvEvpLlo-Ursn7WKJZDF9LQBtd6M5eVzDRBcCn7XcHe4LAvBT_Cs/s320/DSC_1139.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498418825087284994" /></a><b>and this girl...</b><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFpW_jRobIGI0fgtt7Htnc03cQ6iuxZNL1grJ0wwX2fyJ9XITMgon-uy86jMFmqO-0LyrKAUz_FjTtBAQcG-v38nSKhzfq6zPRIB45ZQaafpMNGZ62SrK4NHpDDKcDMeni-2aK-VypGt0/s1600/DSC_1154_2.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFpW_jRobIGI0fgtt7Htnc03cQ6iuxZNL1grJ0wwX2fyJ9XITMgon-uy86jMFmqO-0LyrKAUz_FjTtBAQcG-v38nSKhzfq6zPRIB45ZQaafpMNGZ62SrK4NHpDDKcDMeni-2aK-VypGt0/s320/DSC_1154_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498418816773369234" /></a><b>...like crazy. Oh, and their daddy also!</b></div><div><br /></div><div>I've posted this video before, but I'm going to post it again. I can't stop watching it for some reason. I've typed out some of the text below...just 'cause.</div><div><br /></div><div>I know I've neglected my blog lately, but I'm going to post as much as possible while in Zambia. I want you to see and "meet" some of the amazing people, especially the children, that will be coming into my life shortly. I hope you check in from time to time to see how our team is doing...and maybe say a little prayer. Say a prayer for our team, that our impact will be great and that we will be greatly impacted. Please pray that we open our hearts and see those around us the way God truly sees them. Please pray for those of us who are leaving small children behind...I'm afraid it will be a true test for us.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><object width="470" height="289"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qb3S-tLaKZo&hl=en_US&fs=1?color1=0x5d1719&color2=0xcd311b"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qb3S-tLaKZo&hl=en_US&fs=1?color1=0x5d1719&color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="470" height="289"></embed></object><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Disclaimer...I don't know anything about the organization listed at the end of this video.</span><div><div><br /></div><div>Jackie Pullinger</div><div> <p class="MsoNormal">Selected text from Go!! Jackie Pullinger </p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span> </o:p>“The principle of the gospel is this…the gospel always brings life to the receiver and death to the giver.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>If the gospel brought death to Jesus Christ, why would we think that in preaching the gospel it would be any less for us?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>He says, if anybody would be my disciple he must take up his cross and follow me.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>If it killed Him to give life to us and He invites us then to do the same, why would we expect that it would be any less?”</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span> </o:p>“The poor people all over the earth who have never heard of Jesus, they are the poorest people. They are desperate for food, they’re desperate for blankets, they’re desperate for medicine, they’re desperate for water.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>The most number of people worldwide who’ve never heard about the love of the Lord Jesus Christ are desperately poor…and they are not going to come here to hear the gospel. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>We have to go there. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>So why haven’t people gone?<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>It has something to do with guarding our life, and living a <i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal">normal</i> life so <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal">other people can go</i>.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>But I say...<i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal">No!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Why don’t you all go, </i><i>if you’ve tasted such good things</i><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal">?</i> <span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>Go to the ends of the earth because those poor aren’t gonna watch Jesus on TV -- they haven’t got electricity. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>They’re not going to hear about Him unless we go.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>So would you? <span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>I’m here with a plea for you…if you’ve known the love of God…if you’ve tasted of His sweetness at all…there’s no other way to serve him except giving up your life…and this is voluntary.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>This is not a sentence of death…at all -- we’re not sentenced to death.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> </span>We are just privileged to answer His call.”</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <!--EndFragment--> </div></div></div>angie tuckerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10062514609273569119noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713490054762504232.post-39269939958022708402010-05-13T08:03:00.000-07:002010-05-13T08:47:11.517-07:00Forever Mine, Forever More: An Adoption Lullaby<p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">Happy Gotcha Day Mia!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZjAEaTU4GUPB6Xad0JGjugBriEfw1gCcGA90oGSGajTJELYFolVQBwXsFJz3IZi6JRlQueHZsZB17SzZDDXWi4vtKiwPI-Y6BCLu1P2zVmSMq4RzJrNCm7yfeVpaErYfRWIJQGFCTwtQ/s1600/black+%26+white+mia.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZjAEaTU4GUPB6Xad0JGjugBriEfw1gCcGA90oGSGajTJELYFolVQBwXsFJz3IZi6JRlQueHZsZB17SzZDDXWi4vtKiwPI-Y6BCLu1P2zVmSMq4RzJrNCm7yfeVpaErYfRWIJQGFCTwtQ/s320/black+%26+white+mia.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470780093193290338" /></a></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><b><i><br /></i></b></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; ">Forever Mine, Forever More: An Adoption Lullaby</span></p>by Angie Tucker<p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><i><br /></i>Before you came home,<br />I spoke words to you in the air,<br />And the wind swept them up,<br />As if light as a prayer.<br /><br />Over steep mountains,<br />Across oceans blue,<br />It traveled to bring<br />My message to you.<br /><br />As the warm wind tumbled<br />Through tall summer trees,<br />The leaves clapped & applauded<br />As if to agree.<br /><br />For the wind told the trees<br />Part of my message to you,<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; ">“You are loved, you are loved,”</span><br />So simple, so true.<br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; ">You are loved, you are loved.</span><br /><br />When the wind traveled<br />Across the wide open sea,<br />It whispered part of<br />The message from me.<br /><br />As crested waves crashed<br />Like kisses on the shore,<br />They revealed what they were told,<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; ">“You’re adored, you’re adored.”</span><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; ">You’re adored, you’re adored.</span><br /><br />The evening starts burst<br />With glimmering delight<br />When they caught word<br />Of the message in flight.<br /><br />Well, the moon came around<br />To see what was the matter,<br />The stars sparkled as they whispered<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; ">“Forever, forever.”</span><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; ">Forever, forever.</span><br /><br />When through a tiny window<br />You peeked,<br />The wind swirled around<br />And tickled your cheek.<br /><br />As you drifted to sleep,<br />The wind whispered in your ear,<br />Words sweet as a wish,<br />As true as a prayer.<br /><br />And now that I’m holding you,<br />So close and tight,<br />I’ll whisper my message,<br />The wind delivered that night.<br /><br />Listen close - you can hear it,<br />As you’ve heard it before.<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; ">“You are loved, you are adored,</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; ">Forever mine, forever more.”</span><br /><b><i><br /></i></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; ">“You are loved, you are adored,</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; ">Forever mine, forever more.”</span></p> <!--EndFragment--><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC2FZSWptGZnhKv1bpNRpdA4p6Bm99oCmVTYtMLYhIkgbEfJVKGm4eyw36VRwziVr388w9dKsVlGT3TPpXMlnEIh1asS7u5xQGfUOSfIL6hb4kf_Bp-Z3-TikaT0pDLcEwVhhUaTGMfuE/s1600/Tucker-5.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC2FZSWptGZnhKv1bpNRpdA4p6Bm99oCmVTYtMLYhIkgbEfJVKGm4eyw36VRwziVr388w9dKsVlGT3TPpXMlnEIh1asS7u5xQGfUOSfIL6hb4kf_Bp-Z3-TikaT0pDLcEwVhhUaTGMfuE/s320/Tucker-5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470781517968270002" /></a>angie tuckerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10062514609273569119noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713490054762504232.post-14069035101126730772010-05-12T11:28:00.000-07:002010-05-12T13:25:00.540-07:00Books and Blogs<div>Four years ago this week, we met Mia for the first time. As I sift through my memory of those anxious and wonderful days, I'm reminded of how special our trip was. Just one of the many spectacular things about our trip was a chance meeting on the plane from <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Kolkata</span> to London. We chatted with Maura Hurley <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Basu</span> who was traveling with her husband and two young children. She was gracious and kind and we truly enjoyed the conversation. Originally from New York, Maura now works at a school (<a href="http://shikshamitralearning.blogspot.com/"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Shikshamitra</span>: Friends of Learning</a>) for children living in the slum community. She offered to send me a book she wrote. The book is called <i>To the Local Bazaar, </i>and is written in English and Bengali. The book is about a young girl and her mother going to the bazaar, and is illustrated by <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Karuna</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Chitrakar</span>, a local folk artist. This method of art is more than 1,000 years old and has been handed down to <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Chitrakar</span> from generation to generation. This type of art is called the '<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">pata</span>' style and is traditionally painted on a scroll. If any of you adoptive moms would be interested in purchasing a book, I would be more than happy to put you in contact with Maura.</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj97ZnK-3Ym7aDSo-f9mZqdxQec4tDHkUMeIyPjDZOk-HxlNk5b0f8UUp2iXGj06GXHMlIv93sKlsXtXWiX6rghJckPRaas4GJY2XWqfqUpcOJSnQ_xmvvnIiH-Y3vNHnxDkL2GWdXZQOc/s1600/DSC_0398.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj97ZnK-3Ym7aDSo-f9mZqdxQec4tDHkUMeIyPjDZOk-HxlNk5b0f8UUp2iXGj06GXHMlIv93sKlsXtXWiX6rghJckPRaas4GJY2XWqfqUpcOJSnQ_xmvvnIiH-Y3vNHnxDkL2GWdXZQOc/s400/DSC_0398.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470462027278796882" /></a><br /><div>2010 Asian Festival!!!</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1SGIcV4-KC1WSiTJes-vpIUSWdUM11zXtqUJyKNX8DrteYWWLi8YT5ZoS0plytksnijvn4DqcgEFuwXi9NY_H8_SwF6S1sM9L4sHA9MKygMncvTdnUsAEU_yYgdkI5Brh_AUuW7XgBR4/s1600/DSC_0386_2.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 378px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1SGIcV4-KC1WSiTJes-vpIUSWdUM11zXtqUJyKNX8DrteYWWLi8YT5ZoS0plytksnijvn4DqcgEFuwXi9NY_H8_SwF6S1sM9L4sHA9MKygMncvTdnUsAEU_yYgdkI5Brh_AUuW7XgBR4/s400/DSC_0386_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470462018067787922" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwwNEsDojMYm5vRZR7Bs87dyTFrbtgpvToR9gFXnm6EQdHyehF0DeP3jYCAs04_jv4aHm-nwSQY-9_DJTmC0vObjhB_lbpml9gA0c5YvAVA-1leIaZz3rfXyQNZ-kus3CkStJDDRK90S4/s1600/DSC_0385.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwwNEsDojMYm5vRZR7Bs87dyTFrbtgpvToR9gFXnm6EQdHyehF0DeP3jYCAs04_jv4aHm-nwSQY-9_DJTmC0vObjhB_lbpml9gA0c5YvAVA-1leIaZz3rfXyQNZ-kus3CkStJDDRK90S4/s400/DSC_0385.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470462003606850802" /></a><br /></div><div>I recently "met" another blog mom named Kari Gibson. She has two bio kids and a baby girl from Ethiopia. She had the amazing 'Simply Love' idea to help adoptive parents raise money for their adoptions. I'm sure some of you have seen the t-shirts. If not, here's a sample:<br /><br /></div><div>Front...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSLRqt8M8xkwFDSFVjOW34_4Uk-GFYgScWsTgR0RFgyTSqV3KymlvYMdzy4QaTkUTezXDtC2lCi49a1r9bd52CvYrlmUhvvRWFoLISmvROXPY5e9DkBxZx0lnlxl5rz8Ty2V743m7wP90/s1600/Picture+32.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 355px; height: 330px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSLRqt8M8xkwFDSFVjOW34_4Uk-GFYgScWsTgR0RFgyTSqV3KymlvYMdzy4QaTkUTezXDtC2lCi49a1r9bd52CvYrlmUhvvRWFoLISmvROXPY5e9DkBxZx0lnlxl5rz8Ty2V743m7wP90/s400/Picture+32.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470477197053226274" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Back...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj91ufPAM2MLPVswNxqBI7OrArr1Y0XN99fm99hRJhMA9QVkgkCLHQ9h2a5XuQSSUP6d7K4bAuxsq0Nfa_rJocvyBdOGfi7kEceadJafW9UrOVSfE89-50_Bdzz3tuSLUyHBJqHzAq1TOc/s1600/Picture+33.png"><br /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 392px; height: 369px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj91ufPAM2MLPVswNxqBI7OrArr1Y0XN99fm99hRJhMA9QVkgkCLHQ9h2a5XuQSSUP6d7K4bAuxsq0Nfa_rJocvyBdOGfi7kEceadJafW9UrOVSfE89-50_Bdzz3tuSLUyHBJqHzAq1TOc/s400/Picture+33.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470473822454615298" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr2gB1Jdv87tUfb0Kh4D1wOI6Qhes0Gb9wOwNlkSlPimVtYAXF0CctWx8QWxlJ8D4Ejt286ohPWtkIFPofHwIY6gB5S48TWjJfTt_tCuVowEMKCbHD_TjRjHFVfmUZrp0rYvr87Ol0PDY/s1600/Picture+33.png" style="text-decoration: none;"><br /><div style="text-align: center; text-decoration: underline; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"><br /></span></span></div></a><br />Goodness, I love these shirts! Above you will see the male shirt...by the way, you can pick your country. She has a large list of countries, and if you don't see the country you are adopting from you can name the shirt! If you are interested in raising money for your adoption, you can contact Kari at karigib@gmail.com. <div><br /></div><div>Anyway, Kari (her crazy-fun blog is <a href="http://mycrazyadoption.org/crazy-may-adoption-family-tucker-family">My Crazy Adoption</a>) asked to feature our story as her May family profile. If you think you have a grasp on our story...skip our article and check out the rest of her blog. If you are not familiar with our story and you'd like it in a nutshell (he, he, I'm picturing Mike Myers in Austin Powers right now) just click <a href="http://mycrazyadoption.org/crazy-may-adoption-family-tucker-family">here</a>. By the way, Kari's biological daughter, Hannah, was born at 26 weeks, weighing only 1 lb. 5 oz. Oh, we have so, so much in common!</div><div><br /></div><div>Well, Mia's Gotcha Day is tomorrow. I have a special post planned for tomorrow!</div>angie tuckerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10062514609273569119noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713490054762504232.post-89092569163732563722010-04-19T13:15:00.000-07:002010-04-19T14:24:24.735-07:00Tiny Dancer & The Ambassador<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/deJzwmISHYY&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x234900&color2=0x4e9e00"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/deJzwmISHYY&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x234900&color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CLgCpq7Aw8I&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x234900&color2=0x4e9e00"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CLgCpq7Aw8I&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x234900&color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><div>Our family was featured in an article for Adoption Today Magazine!</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibIjPRSMUJe6oyu4t0mdwM71ro1lHTZltHX-WYdKcSemzFF5R-KGnEiVrmMtVuwnPYPD3i0j6m05ylGH68bNPSx97zc8tUrtjy4r2nmXEChOl0uLjGBe7AH-lgVunIqEqlS2TlE9Sc9uY/s1600/Picture+16.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 353px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibIjPRSMUJe6oyu4t0mdwM71ro1lHTZltHX-WYdKcSemzFF5R-KGnEiVrmMtVuwnPYPD3i0j6m05ylGH68bNPSx97zc8tUrtjy4r2nmXEChOl0uLjGBe7AH-lgVunIqEqlS2TlE9Sc9uY/s400/Picture+16.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461945625481451714" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1_A5x3gBbDdmTeIwPKRBMceTc5e9dVylRur_R7W4l-QQS7a3bqIS9S7t-oFFvxWHzrbPmw-YdiQtJnAJ85iUnpHHZ8neePfEGA-h-aGA3yk9BwvEgTyX2HGa7LDxZEmAT5i2ffdI64dQ/s1600/Picture+18.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1_A5x3gBbDdmTeIwPKRBMceTc5e9dVylRur_R7W4l-QQS7a3bqIS9S7t-oFFvxWHzrbPmw-YdiQtJnAJ85iUnpHHZ8neePfEGA-h-aGA3yk9BwvEgTyX2HGa7LDxZEmAT5i2ffdI64dQ/s400/Picture+18.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461945598556397634" /></a><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Last month I had the opportunity to be a part of a special weekend. To raise money for the LUKA International Foundation and their work in Zambia, the LUKA board hosted Dr. Inonge Mbikusita-Lewanika, Ambassador of the Republic of Zambia to the United States of America. She spoke at our Zambia auction and helped make the evening spectacular. One of the items up for bid was a </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">huge</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"> painting by artist Jerrod Smith. It was </span></span><span style="font-style:italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">amazing</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"> and the pic I post doesn't even come close to doing it justice!</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhwTH-Cojw9O_HcgpGllw2NdgqMtVBiD8qrSXl-CQ2FK13N9mVitCKYpzqlHnuZ_l3gKkRt_rmm30ehWVa_i4moiqnqeSUlAB95sBiXYZ0aymrqDgP4jcgVXKsYwYCKtCpcuklZbg3BVE/s1600/Picture+19.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 397px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhwTH-Cojw9O_HcgpGllw2NdgqMtVBiD8qrSXl-CQ2FK13N9mVitCKYpzqlHnuZ_l3gKkRt_rmm30ehWVa_i4moiqnqeSUlAB95sBiXYZ0aymrqDgP4jcgVXKsYwYCKtCpcuklZbg3BVE/s400/Picture+19.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461949515581871938" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Anyway, that's the best I could do with my iPhone. I didn't win the bid and have finally stopped shedding tears about it! :o) By the way, Debbi M., if you are reading this, I may need to come over and visit </span></span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">my</span></span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> painting soon! ;o) With all joking aside, it was truly an amazing weekend. Oh, and come to find out, </span></span><a href="http://jerrodcreates.com/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Jerrod Smith</span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> (the artist) is my aunt Debi's co<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">usin! Crazy! </span></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">I was able t</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">o attend a dinner that Friday night and the Ambassador spoke about the Zambian way of life and the needs of the people. It was beyond fascinating. The need is so great...from the lack of education, the AIDS epidemic to the orphan crisis. What an amazing and Godly woman she is. At the auction on Saturday, she said this...</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><i><b>"If you invest in a child, you change a community, you change a nation & I believe you change the world."</b></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;font-size:medium;">and this may be one of my favorite quotes of all time...</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">"<b>If we only invest in our biological children, someday they will come across the children whom we didn't invest in and either way...we lose our investment." </b></span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Wow. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">She said so many great things...I had to start writing stuff down!</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Thanks Debbi & the <a href="http://www.lukafoundation.org/">LUKA International Foundation</a> for letting me join in on such a moving weekend!</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div></div>angie tuckerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10062514609273569119noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713490054762504232.post-38038700080962142632010-04-09T08:16:00.000-07:002010-04-09T08:39:25.905-07:00Easter Moments<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG6-0cfHmbGqVFm4ygWk45iOIhcUJ4ei3Dun3jujP8fW7IMSz7D6BAybxOgOKBEGpozDeUmKNFVyFjUfq3DNBvvjPlDH7TdA6TzxSeGBH-Mdgqe8p7NI6JpbeBb6TfWRdMv2rcnc2itXs/s1600/DSC_0895_2.JPG"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivx3NPL1MiuAXLykLCapCiLh2KSxG2b_YeF-tCw15oIrNUYiBVmLxbYh0riAn4S0p6vlyh3ld2Z6fBkmHRMAarSgSEYN_EsGtW5dyRbAsgvc9MnKwvzOiMAn_YV50yJXqf3pPZqJVZRis/s400/DSC_1075_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458162113679212754" /></a>Big Sis...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAcv5Wfi7CrQO5OnR7U2bfoHFOzKA9tIihxD4rL4ga0nLMO67wvoPvUt6dr2837UN5kLlBJXLnDY8ZfJE6lXtZbvs0W67_rS1m5iTp6FlhhyvdDUeoFZ1aNDu4zCu7VorbGT5iNX0_8zg/s1600/DSC_1040_2.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 362px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAcv5Wfi7CrQO5OnR7U2bfoHFOzKA9tIihxD4rL4ga0nLMO67wvoPvUt6dr2837UN5kLlBJXLnDY8ZfJE6lXtZbvs0W67_rS1m5iTp6FlhhyvdDUeoFZ1aNDu4zCu7VorbGT5iNX0_8zg/s400/DSC_1040_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458162106372595794" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-EfpM0B1Vr1_8qmM0nJFI9_rHWg7kUyDsKvlAA3QNwTiS3H91BAxr8lOiYlLVHDrk_mTxKwK33Yn7iJ4WrlMKk7DABAuKSMrLEt34sFrpPaZAIgJNTRTKypXChizVKFR33RX10pbTsaE/s1600/DSC_1038_2.JPG"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfxsPexQqPQ1yc82tZ5YcnudWJ8qcNs8_Q7Zv52cUJn1BwUjQJhfNmv3rLEIQ74em2Y579vN1TIooJjtTalYNMi-Qdhkaf0lR6eSZelGRWgWoT-RpEevJD1bxmxQPpsGQJN6ONHEwp-FE/s400/DSC_0908_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458159224353994162" /></a>Along came a spider...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMg8U71yeEHLKApuQh_qnwNbgSHXwISpInjQzEs1w-cWWrYmhzmaUTo9E0FvULwqmEHTgUqfWVubF1LJDzExO6zf1-09MWtGVd30XormFs351JLSdNxMp0qZrhtgWZLsv02hyXo6JgAfk/s1600/DSC_0907_2.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 255px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMg8U71yeEHLKApuQh_qnwNbgSHXwISpInjQzEs1w-cWWrYmhzmaUTo9E0FvULwqmEHTgUqfWVubF1LJDzExO6zf1-09MWtGVd30XormFs351JLSdNxMp0qZrhtgWZLsv02hyXo6JgAfk/s400/DSC_0907_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458159208715286274" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>angie tuckerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10062514609273569119noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713490054762504232.post-34743681001594446092010-03-18T13:49:00.000-07:002010-03-18T16:32:44.661-07:00So Africa It Is...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWFYOOJxXDrXRm12LUFLBRHFgw0oQdbDHK85GflwXlLi0NC7Bqjj4aNmxLZkBEw1AUCXIY5PPrsWozXR70CKAwfA8u5F8WHhBmLoHzzyh4o30N-mLlXeTyaUFinhIlRRDzDOsWkWvDqp0/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWFYOOJxXDrXRm12LUFLBRHFgw0oQdbDHK85GflwXlLi0NC7Bqjj4aNmxLZkBEw1AUCXIY5PPrsWozXR70CKAwfA8u5F8WHhBmLoHzzyh4o30N-mLlXeTyaUFinhIlRRDzDOsWkWvDqp0/s320/Picture+2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450101733098271522" /></a><br /><br />Hello Blog. It's been awhile. There's been a lot going on lately. Let me fill you in. I could simplify...but where's the fun in that?!<br /><br />So the story begins with the stopping of our second adoption last fall. It was painful, I mean really painful. The hopes, the planning, the dreaming...was all gone. It sounds strange, but the only thing that may be close to it is a miscarriage. The loss of a child - before you've even met. I was in mourning for a while, and I still mourn from time to time -- but, as in all situations that you can't control, we must move forward and have faith that God's timing is perfect and that He has a plan. Although I cannot see...I can trust...and although I cannot have my desires, I can hold to my faith.<br /><br />And my faith has brought me here...<br /><br />I am a great believer in the thought that there are no coincidences with God - always have been, always will be. For several years now, I have felt a strong urge to promote adoption and help the most vulnerable of our society...the orphans. I did an adoption blog for <a href="http://www.miasupritha.blogspot.com/">Mia's adoption</a> & an <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2y9OGli2qGs">orphan awareness video</a>, I made a few orphanage connections in India, but just wasn't sure what to do. I DID know that I should take the energy I would have directed towards our adoption and focus it on something else. For more direction, I decided to schedule a meeting with my pastor. When we met with him, I shared my desires and asked for his direction on where to go next. Jon, our amazing pastor (we love that man so much!) said that just 2 days before I asked to meet with him, he had asked the council to pray that someone would come forward to help promote a child sponsorship program in Zambia (our church is partnering with the country of Zambia for the next decade). I went to Pastor Jon thinking about how to start an orphan care ministry in our church and ended up being asked to help lay the groundwork for a child sponsorship program. I am beyond thrilled! I'll be working with a great group of people to aid the children of Zambia.<div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivu8vaZHFjOXouEl8BLL_TonILhNd_OFpnTVqA0yF1oXrPPlocosDVyTpDHh2ndM24DPFm4338CkO8QMrnng8iFO3nEYDHfrra3S-9xkE6YiGvHdebohUUB-QxFimy0st-oj158Os1pz8/s1600-h/Picture+8.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivu8vaZHFjOXouEl8BLL_TonILhNd_OFpnTVqA0yF1oXrPPlocosDVyTpDHh2ndM24DPFm4338CkO8QMrnng8iFO3nEYDHfrra3S-9xkE6YiGvHdebohUUB-QxFimy0st-oj158Os1pz8/s320/Picture+8.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450086696922832930" /></a><br /><br /></div><div>During that meeting, an opportunity came up for me to go with a team to Zambia this summer. We will be going to install water wells and help build a training facility. I will also be focusing on learning more about the children that will be sponsored and will be trying to gain a more complete understanding of their needs. <b> Zambia Fact</b>: The country of Zambia has approx. 1.4 million orphans - the second highest number of any country in the world. 57% of Zambian orphans have been orphaned by AIDS. Our sponsorship program will focus on the most vulnerable at this particular school...the children who have lost one or both parents...the orphaned. Being able to visit the school and get to know the kids will be such a blessing...I wish I could go tomorrow! Hopefully this will be just the first school of many more to come! The <a href="http://www.lukafoundation.org/">Luka Foundation</a> is doing wonderful things...I'm so excited to be part of it!<br /><div><br /></div><div>Seeing what I saw in India broke my heart for children in need. How much more will my heart break by visiting Zambia? What will life look like when I return? I'm trusting God, the One who gave me this desire in the first place, to take what I experience, to take my heart that's been broken for the children I'll meet and be able to use it for their benefit and for His glory.</div><div><br /></div></div>I'm still working out the details on <i>HOW</i> to get to Zambia. I've joined a little late in the game...the other team members have had quite a bit more time to raise the funds to go. I'm praying that all will work out if it's meant to. <div><br /></div><div>This video was brought to my attention by <a href="http://www.considerjoy.blogspot.com/">Joy</a>...a great gal with a heart for children in need -- we've both decided that we would be the best of friends if we lived close! Joy will be going to Uganda in November. Thanks for making me aware of this video, Joy...I'm passing it on.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><object width="480" height="295"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/I0wKdLq-QKc&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/I0wKdLq-QKc&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"></embed></object><br />So now is the scary part...moving from IDEATION to ACTION. I told God of my desires. He listened. He guided. <b>So <i>Africa</i> it is.</b></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">If you feel led to contribute to my trip, you can find more info on how to do that </span><a href="http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=414029282432&ref=mf"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">here</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">The photographs above are by a talented photographer named </span><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/definetheline/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Michael Mistretta</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">. </span></div>angie tuckerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10062514609273569119noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713490054762504232.post-58466364385704574912010-01-05T13:32:00.000-08:002010-01-09T13:24:11.081-08:00My Princesses, The Princess & the Frog & A Little PrincessWe had a great Christmas & New Year's. Here are some pics from the last few weeks:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgu_9JJuISriXo4jgfj_eRjwcvOUx1Uukxds2k2cjU0Ijw315I7vuhFFIrY6l8XFXVorG7KkJrbCtljoqZ02q2MHKzYmaEN_ItfmUCeHL0uZgJpbmNL2tJqguAu_uaOvuSz6b55yqug_tI/s1600-h/DSC_0325.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgu_9JJuISriXo4jgfj_eRjwcvOUx1Uukxds2k2cjU0Ijw315I7vuhFFIrY6l8XFXVorG7KkJrbCtljoqZ02q2MHKzYmaEN_ItfmUCeHL0uZgJpbmNL2tJqguAu_uaOvuSz6b55yqug_tI/s320/DSC_0325.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424509809539386354" /></a>Emy loves Mia...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfmWVuam5nEe4FJeZ09Yd7B-nbUO3G8WegSH6HbqBdMgpdpY1HIwCbxK62VeGnh5bWxvOMYD_sru7LlzznWHLx-mbFp205Ws5jlZ8w5wGLFWS7vVl6efOew-vDmZi6Cvfd1VMv2fbsUzE/s1600-h/DSC_0321.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfmWVuam5nEe4FJeZ09Yd7B-nbUO3G8WegSH6HbqBdMgpdpY1HIwCbxK62VeGnh5bWxvOMYD_sru7LlzznWHLx-mbFp205Ws5jlZ8w5wGLFWS7vVl6efOew-vDmZi6Cvfd1VMv2fbsUzE/s320/DSC_0321.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424509797485878402" /></a>and Mia loves Emy...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7WntGUm5VMk1M-eG4MrOoPJnNPAG6nDGRK5uHkfT5P_vYofMFVL1czu9-p_1Bn_Pq3y4ue_Kjeu-kJlwCfr3Dz1yOTEAGM2eSA38JsK6qkU1MOS8RzdRm5xAjnMS4q-dwo8vsnD91pyQ/s1600-h/DSC_0275.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7WntGUm5VMk1M-eG4MrOoPJnNPAG6nDGRK5uHkfT5P_vYofMFVL1czu9-p_1Bn_Pq3y4ue_Kjeu-kJlwCfr3Dz1yOTEAGM2eSA38JsK6qkU1MOS8RzdRm5xAjnMS4q-dwo8vsnD91pyQ/s320/DSC_0275.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424509794564234338" /></a>My sweet girls.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-OSK6BGMcmrKacNhTpHiwoR2DRIL_R07vxvMzRd836k1hwMZRSPJ9TEcAP4KJdLDYc4pjJYqgY5xN2pR_ymfybxjtcHpdlsZQVatQR3Ub8XBDIv_4hMPh7bzj1MBj3gJ_KXSD1cc2DsE/s1600-h/DSC_0247_2.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-OSK6BGMcmrKacNhTpHiwoR2DRIL_R07vxvMzRd836k1hwMZRSPJ9TEcAP4KJdLDYc4pjJYqgY5xN2pR_ymfybxjtcHpdlsZQVatQR3Ub8XBDIv_4hMPh7bzj1MBj3gJ_KXSD1cc2DsE/s320/DSC_0247_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424509784693845010" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXFwUqZ8Y-79aN6CdHRPNHPC7fF6z7c-NSXZX0OQijmaatywCfVYFsr5FFi_kmwfaKeRq7Dlw-DWaXuOLXn8LdvoHRVcuu3XBEhmLgi41V1vL7LsK2RnNYCUfCo9LtbOqVLWtht592fyY/s1600-h/DSC_0245.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXFwUqZ8Y-79aN6CdHRPNHPC7fF6z7c-NSXZX0OQijmaatywCfVYFsr5FFi_kmwfaKeRq7Dlw-DWaXuOLXn8LdvoHRVcuu3XBEhmLgi41V1vL7LsK2RnNYCUfCo9LtbOqVLWtht592fyY/s320/DSC_0245.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424509777053154402" /></a>The drift of snow outside the girls' playroom window...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiom9ZsTyBTTLka-16FBqjwRWDUngok7-IcJYut8apx_tLQSK1xDospHFpooLn8KK7p4hq8X28oMm1eeeiemfxYathWd1sNe1KnYedJQWmb4DlKjrmSW-zD7m2KRrBvGcPgEbAVmdtICIo/s1600-h/DSC_0055.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiom9ZsTyBTTLka-16FBqjwRWDUngok7-IcJYut8apx_tLQSK1xDospHFpooLn8KK7p4hq8X28oMm1eeeiemfxYathWd1sNe1KnYedJQWmb4DlKjrmSW-zD7m2KRrBvGcPgEbAVmdtICIo/s320/DSC_0055.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424508750280085490" /></a>More sweetness...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCkxDXhHfNyoigcHlD8RiNlsKRynNpWPhSXIaASzolmiqCnXrrESO4mLnqextwnz0riMnyjF2vwwsYVQ_ebqOEN7esQ4aI6439f2iYFH9WtUYE3WG15vXnfpmRaAtO1f08tMNKsqARqhg/s1600-h/DSC_0239.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCkxDXhHfNyoigcHlD8RiNlsKRynNpWPhSXIaASzolmiqCnXrrESO4mLnqextwnz0riMnyjF2vwwsYVQ_ebqOEN7esQ4aI6439f2iYFH9WtUYE3WG15vXnfpmRaAtO1f08tMNKsqARqhg/s320/DSC_0239.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424507988697473842" /></a>Here are the girls right before we left to see The Princess and the Frog...tutus and all! I've been wondering when Disney would get around to creating a dark skinned princess. Well, they finally did it & the movie was pretty good. According to Mia, the best part of the movie was the lightning bug...according to Emy, the best part of the movie was the popcorn! <div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOaJiQyp1_TxptGPE5mbMhHUyzjdYSt_UL33cpXld5n7jvyIg1ftDPJiZKz1yecb-e7H_SX9GSskZyM3tIq7M2PNv-oYeQ2-JDbrH0Gt2piPlUx28b1YtwvgAfJyXPzylF4iAn3liXzXk/s1600-h/DSC_0220.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOaJiQyp1_TxptGPE5mbMhHUyzjdYSt_UL33cpXld5n7jvyIg1ftDPJiZKz1yecb-e7H_SX9GSskZyM3tIq7M2PNv-oYeQ2-JDbrH0Gt2piPlUx28b1YtwvgAfJyXPzylF4iAn3liXzXk/s320/DSC_0220.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424507980425708514" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhflchOr5XVtIvG7P8r_Jt3xQu5BxMPDLyerUrFYDUSAre7-7oBXKooFvKuy953zXpb1VIV98OuqXBd2HjkzllpKkOfQx-2j5CiFetEFFnZ2oXvwESY_grEkkRh6ssMqbtr-B8S6hqzyUw/s1600-h/DSC_0208_2.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 211px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhflchOr5XVtIvG7P8r_Jt3xQu5BxMPDLyerUrFYDUSAre7-7oBXKooFvKuy953zXpb1VIV98OuqXBd2HjkzllpKkOfQx-2j5CiFetEFFnZ2oXvwESY_grEkkRh6ssMqbtr-B8S6hqzyUw/s320/DSC_0208_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424507972122901378" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz_fp9_QV_PlvWGfKd-5CzAi1XgkP70wS5EbBndftO5ULlAqvT6aR3beUfWqbLNKt0yHsYG4Mlu_q3Ze3y2OttQWilYQaA7vU7wzBQ38nuKssV6z7nJG4E9C9UMOnGnguCANdKrEzs0AM/s1600-h/securedownload_2.jpeg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 201px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz_fp9_QV_PlvWGfKd-5CzAi1XgkP70wS5EbBndftO5ULlAqvT6aR3beUfWqbLNKt0yHsYG4Mlu_q3Ze3y2OttQWilYQaA7vU7wzBQ38nuKssV6z7nJG4E9C9UMOnGnguCANdKrEzs0AM/s320/securedownload_2.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424510170230690306" /></a>The girls and their grampa in the princess tent!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxfazMOPHlD7gXEJWbwOJOyErVSJyQkHk1MLq9avKemXVDLR69xzLi6F5XdY6bSFqZBsJLzyaegQf6_DHbgAB0qy6EbrLdBb6ULRkyExzJ-OzwXlcR-oiASkFqhVOIvu-A3Q6beCNbLEQ/s1600-h/DSC_0154.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxfazMOPHlD7gXEJWbwOJOyErVSJyQkHk1MLq9avKemXVDLR69xzLi6F5XdY6bSFqZBsJLzyaegQf6_DHbgAB0qy6EbrLdBb6ULRkyExzJ-OzwXlcR-oiASkFqhVOIvu-A3Q6beCNbLEQ/s320/DSC_0154.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424507962288358226" /></a>Christmas Day<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2D_SsstOTuXg6u1OzcSPnaetjsDvEC24w7_k7mogOv36T4PEiqa07CIxKIi6MYtgF9VBfbjoBtk6kH1WQsa_ZJyyljxagUO8XFHXj1-YZToFMEQqO4bb8VDZWnh22nAzA3gfKzYhWIRs/s1600-h/DSC_0069.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2D_SsstOTuXg6u1OzcSPnaetjsDvEC24w7_k7mogOv36T4PEiqa07CIxKIi6MYtgF9VBfbjoBtk6kH1WQsa_ZJyyljxagUO8XFHXj1-YZToFMEQqO4bb8VDZWnh22nAzA3gfKzYhWIRs/s320/DSC_0069.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424507952871791554" /></a><br />I just watched this again with my girls and I wanted to share one of the songs from the movie. This is a remake of the Shirley Temple movie. If for some reason you don't know the story, it's about a girl who leaves India to go to a girls school because her father is being sent off to war (her mother has passed). While there, they get word that her father has died in battle and she is forced to work at the school and serve the other girls. She escapes the harshness of her new reality by telling the other girls stories of India. The remake is a great movie and I nearly cry every time I watch it. If you have kids and haven't seen the movie yet, go rent it! Here's the <a href="http://www.imdb.com/video/screenplay/vi2528379161/">movie's original trailer</a> and here's a song from the movie:<br /><br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zit6oaMsFPE&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zit6oaMsFPE&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></div>angie tuckerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10062514609273569119noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713490054762504232.post-63089831248428994702010-01-01T14:31:00.000-08:002010-01-08T14:54:30.657-08:00"One Day" for Day OneWe had a great Christmas...I have tons of pics that I'll post later. I'm away from my computer and it just takes too long to post my pics from the computer I have access to now. Happy New Year Everyone! Until I post my pics, here's "One Day" by Matisyahu...perfect for "day one" of this new year!<br /><br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/52KmT1fN_ak&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/52KmT1fN_ak&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>angie tuckerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10062514609273569119noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713490054762504232.post-18150153685862793082009-12-24T11:47:00.000-08:002009-12-24T12:35:24.372-08:00When Santa Comes to Town...We had the opportunity to go to a party last week...and Santa was the surprise guest! We were so thankful to be able to attend! We parents brought a gift from home for each child. Santa gathered up the gifts that were hidden in a secret location and then popped in through the front door with a specific gift for each child. He did magic tricks, read them a book and told them the true story of Christmas. It was such a special afternoon (plus we got to avoid the mall Santa thing)! Thanks, Star! Here are a few pics from the event:<div><br /></div><div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhogzpQ2BfzphuJHRHAzrfk1hfvgBplMbAG_AoqI3lIY8ZwaCkFA2-2jo-gk69TQsx3U0cHwUBT62GAf9jcOG2cTrc8OSswCE-NYGwg_TuFvuhPkWR72DAy2i435nJn2XPcZ0QOWYl1N40/s1600-h/DSC_0904.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhogzpQ2BfzphuJHRHAzrfk1hfvgBplMbAG_AoqI3lIY8ZwaCkFA2-2jo-gk69TQsx3U0cHwUBT62GAf9jcOG2cTrc8OSswCE-NYGwg_TuFvuhPkWR72DAy2i435nJn2XPcZ0QOWYl1N40/s320/DSC_0904.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418896249990185314" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMroTiY8T2NaiWj8CuFbzlsNA72hQp8hq06-4R3KeakFnec6V6SeWAUIr4xmwmZD6d7vPLK6MqKkOO6kcS5MtZ6STCKVYrgmXqY5_3XS6zePoQYvejBrWwkvCAq0LjlZJ0uZxatRZPEEg/s1600-h/DSC_0907.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMroTiY8T2NaiWj8CuFbzlsNA72hQp8hq06-4R3KeakFnec6V6SeWAUIr4xmwmZD6d7vPLK6MqKkOO6kcS5MtZ6STCKVYrgmXqY5_3XS6zePoQYvejBrWwkvCAq0LjlZJ0uZxatRZPEEg/s320/DSC_0907.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418896240063988034" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyaVMFegqqAxT2sAHPnmVVF9AkCUKpRSPaG5OxOWshrE7DOtGsAgJffIsIi1Zd39y2mLhDFtKEnWcqnXmJRgpgmt-OtcLDAKFIldaNcIOy22XR_AZvFgpqNGh0ET9pXykcxYwN_Nh0Pa8/s1600-h/DSC_0909.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyaVMFegqqAxT2sAHPnmVVF9AkCUKpRSPaG5OxOWshrE7DOtGsAgJffIsIi1Zd39y2mLhDFtKEnWcqnXmJRgpgmt-OtcLDAKFIldaNcIOy22XR_AZvFgpqNGh0ET9pXykcxYwN_Nh0Pa8/s320/DSC_0909.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418896235125321922" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-x9lNTjbDrXT1YzzMFxH4KftW8B89SRWdvIZlBvpw-xLdvvEC_JxmPiuIdsrRol1xvfEt5xeDw6TaQsorgCzEAQJSiffw4u6C8ZkMjXALeES4bETZiUwHX_-gclJkWppBiMMwF9Uc7Mw/s1600-h/DSC_0890.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-x9lNTjbDrXT1YzzMFxH4KftW8B89SRWdvIZlBvpw-xLdvvEC_JxmPiuIdsrRol1xvfEt5xeDw6TaQsorgCzEAQJSiffw4u6C8ZkMjXALeES4bETZiUwHX_-gclJkWppBiMMwF9Uc7Mw/s320/DSC_0890.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418896227196372962" /></a>Mia helping Santa with his bubble trick.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPIcQTKOl3_FaOD1qvybhSaCRacWJpmkediaBrkRntEy3xvUDSJ1Vaodwg5r3rQoZdaYThtlHJ5MsYnqCBIuy7DbofV7V-HxrDRoePOBIC1pfk_pALsSDQiTftilU0eCVNZoQX_hlC_fU/s1600-h/DSC_0935.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPIcQTKOl3_FaOD1qvybhSaCRacWJpmkediaBrkRntEy3xvUDSJ1Vaodwg5r3rQoZdaYThtlHJ5MsYnqCBIuy7DbofV7V-HxrDRoePOBIC1pfk_pALsSDQiTftilU0eCVNZoQX_hlC_fU/s320/DSC_0935.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418893639815757282" /></a>No crying so far...</div><div></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAkMaT7TWU5wZVda16_NnoKj0DZLAdMmot63QdnyWg-5zPp9G_1ovYpGW0tov40SGnJ2wKR-3sY3uZKWP0y-AqlZiFiyCqJrPg1SPPYOGx5VQkdAn_bDJGw5g5fUPpHjWS1DrMwfJlGio/s1600-h/DSC_0915.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAkMaT7TWU5wZVda16_NnoKj0DZLAdMmot63QdnyWg-5zPp9G_1ovYpGW0tov40SGnJ2wKR-3sY3uZKWP0y-AqlZiFiyCqJrPg1SPPYOGx5VQkdAn_bDJGw5g5fUPpHjWS1DrMwfJlGio/s320/DSC_0915.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418896254048202834" /></a>We may just make it...<br /><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuyc8DCWyPaO73tnZwAJhBYqD0Z2IpkrH_K7tHtJ_HpPPhxd9ZBuZ1elbptWPXe073pSqfJWsrRsF3BqsJuO-aCQ72uLOgdeR3X26ibUZffqDXLRocrXSZ2w6ioG4ZA7Cu7Xt81zwH220/s1600-h/DSC_0919.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuyc8DCWyPaO73tnZwAJhBYqD0Z2IpkrH_K7tHtJ_HpPPhxd9ZBuZ1elbptWPXe073pSqfJWsrRsF3BqsJuO-aCQ72uLOgdeR3X26ibUZffqDXLRocrXSZ2w6ioG4ZA7Cu7Xt81zwH220/s320/DSC_0919.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418893632410083522" /></a><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Awww</span>...such a pleasant finish (compared to last year's experience).<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ4DMmcL-ek4QktJB03VCPQhLYBOwowH459ePiboSEUzRw6RTanKbG2MMwsqxldkdr1ejsZzHJPRWehM3d-ZA48BPvEUvlWANYo2he7tCPhAjdgnhED6x5CuQfx0uRSnmHk5nE38U8y-M/s1600-h/DSC_0920.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 272px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ4DMmcL-ek4QktJB03VCPQhLYBOwowH459ePiboSEUzRw6RTanKbG2MMwsqxldkdr1ejsZzHJPRWehM3d-ZA48BPvEUvlWANYo2he7tCPhAjdgnhED6x5CuQfx0uRSnmHk5nE38U8y-M/s320/DSC_0920.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418893627165419698" /></a>She asked Santa for make-up. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Yah</span>. :I And so it begins....<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKBBqrjBELDVSeCwQARucdW62MKCKjrdCeqhMQ0kNjnr7WqbjLIAMNE4xTwoSZC4rp60qv8xLZrdjQkhB3NSYhUFW0mNhxUcAJh2VFDttizCLZQY0Q6qFysqM_m23TnSkTcEVP2NQADSc/s1600-h/DSC_0940.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKBBqrjBELDVSeCwQARucdW62MKCKjrdCeqhMQ0kNjnr7WqbjLIAMNE4xTwoSZC4rp60qv8xLZrdjQkhB3NSYhUFW0mNhxUcAJh2VFDttizCLZQY0Q6qFysqM_m23TnSkTcEVP2NQADSc/s320/DSC_0940.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418893619443976258" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyDbrCKruf0LN2UbTDhMkegWda6DeIuKVkYyPX45FxRdCWy60bTIfoWb9eYqtF7I8pLAvrQucDVRzLwl5PvXAmZ-2Uf9B0F-WwQbrI_jjzxSXBUuYe-U1LQPrz4VEKJ2BvwEetoI0NCsY/s1600-h/DSC_0887.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyDbrCKruf0LN2UbTDhMkegWda6DeIuKVkYyPX45FxRdCWy60bTIfoWb9eYqtF7I8pLAvrQucDVRzLwl5PvXAmZ-2Uf9B0F-WwQbrI_jjzxSXBUuYe-U1LQPrz4VEKJ2BvwEetoI0NCsY/s320/DSC_0887.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418893613653257218" /></a><br />Well, Merry Christmas everyone! This is a song from Natalie Grant called "I Believe". The quality is not great, but it's a wonderful song. It's powerful, even though she's only accompanied by a piano in this version.<br /><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eugGnJRKg38&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0x5d1719&color2=0xcd311b"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eugGnJRKg38&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0x5d1719&color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object><br /><br />I watched this for the first time in it's entirety with Dustin and the girls this year. A Charlie Brown Christmas...can't beat this part...</div><div><b><i><br /><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pn10FF-FQfs&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0x234900&color2=0x4e9e00"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pn10FF-FQfs&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0x234900&color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object></i></b></div><div><b><i><br /></i></b></div><div><b><i><br /></i></b></div><div><span style="font-weight:bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><i>May your prayers touch the Heavens and the Heavens touch your heart.<br /><br />Merry Christmas,<br /><br />Dustin, Angie, Mia & <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Emy</span></i></span><span style="font-style:italic;"></span></span></div>angie tuckerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10062514609273569119noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713490054762504232.post-55544655601762096762009-12-22T12:08:00.000-08:002009-12-22T19:14:02.565-08:00Father/Daughter Dance, A Home for the Holidays & More<div>I'm a little late in posting this, but in November, one of our local schools held a fundraiser for the prom. It was a father/daughter dance for ages 4 & up. Dustin and Mia were so excited! The night had everything a night of dancing entails..a corsage & boutonniere, the "prom pose" (as you can see below) and lots of good fun and music. They had a great time!<span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:small;"><em style="font-weight: bold; font-style: normal; "> </em></span></div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv5oZyn5st5w5yAGusJ5GiFhIf67U1R6ioapogipCGx_8M6ZFJg6uHXsgF4bvlUrjBVqqjITVAc0uwh7YU0QBWsX_nrPFGJ8-5Ev7smUaTfOKNmqyY5AwO7yOiKkny1qClwhH2ylZJRPA/s1600-h/DSC01021.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv5oZyn5st5w5yAGusJ5GiFhIf67U1R6ioapogipCGx_8M6ZFJg6uHXsgF4bvlUrjBVqqjITVAc0uwh7YU0QBWsX_nrPFGJ8-5Ev7smUaTfOKNmqyY5AwO7yOiKkny1qClwhH2ylZJRPA/s320/DSC01021.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418161803768797234" /></a>Mia's new, unknown best friend for the evening...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVQqQQ_AU29M47-ndBu9Xvcqi2yH9TljmMEokaJ_kYPLcpPzYmOmpQOWT2-a2Rp_Mr_D3SEh_AGT0p9Litrv_3FjXfcS7vjO4uGY-3p0zDC9ceCH2eDkGafLN9LQKb7FhCn74P7FCZZxM/s1600-h/DSC01029.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVQqQQ_AU29M47-ndBu9Xvcqi2yH9TljmMEokaJ_kYPLcpPzYmOmpQOWT2-a2Rp_Mr_D3SEh_AGT0p9Litrv_3FjXfcS7vjO4uGY-3p0zDC9ceCH2eDkGafLN9LQKb7FhCn74P7FCZZxM/s320/DSC01029.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418161820592321506" /></a><br /><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis0-a8JS6s6Dws3uGa5oCfiLi2ZlVSOAgNYlPD3hiELlxJIGplQQh9fDCc6sGe327geIud5Va4A88y5UllEjSX-2czk61CzUeIV8lMoBVtOIBwJDSDWTmmWSu0MV3nBQTl4ynJSiqyaVU/s1600-h/DSC01028.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis0-a8JS6s6Dws3uGa5oCfiLi2ZlVSOAgNYlPD3hiELlxJIGplQQh9fDCc6sGe327geIud5Va4A88y5UllEjSX-2czk61CzUeIV8lMoBVtOIBwJDSDWTmmWSu0MV3nBQTl4ynJSiqyaVU/s320/DSC01028.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418161809236585266" /></a><br /></div><div>My adventures in bread-making! I'd never made bread before, but decided to make some baguettes. They may be a little on the chubby side, but they tasted great!<br /><br /><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE0GUm_dsz5-sQ8XD21r0vmNKmFpb0g6LWM5_UJ6eNQNJYv5IeTB4bCUVaHDtPvCb1IJjpHaOpQD1VXyWEscTT4KTxQRNpiMq0sf6WOj_0p9rw2VRA4Vtuy0iNbGfeGww5zWE-jlOsA74/s1600-h/DSC_0336.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE0GUm_dsz5-sQ8XD21r0vmNKmFpb0g6LWM5_UJ6eNQNJYv5IeTB4bCUVaHDtPvCb1IJjpHaOpQD1VXyWEscTT4KTxQRNpiMq0sf6WOj_0p9rw2VRA4Vtuy0iNbGfeGww5zWE-jlOsA74/s320/DSC_0336.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418156411987497554" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Now, for some Christmas Wish-list goodies! Dustin and I have decided not to exchange gifts this year. We've urged our family not to buy for us, but instead just buy for the kids. <i>Hopefully</i>, they have taken our request to heart. I thought I would post this list late enough that none of my family could actually purchase any of these! We really wanted to <i>simplify </i>things this year, but it's always fun to look, right?</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Toms Shoes Wrap Boots - yummy! <a href="http://www.tomsshoes.com/default.asp">Toms Shoes</a> motto is "One for One." You buy a pair of Toms and they will give a pair to a child in need. You can even choose which country you would like for the shoes to be sent to. Buy a pair - give a pair...benefits a child in need! </div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin6tCoOrswNKbXTrZ1WQlK15olJXkC1NigeLhem4oPCkraqf30YaWi4lHVPplmYraZMxtJuTEFZL_Mq5XcmFrbhBXQmDE25c1KRHIf0zDqsHMFMnruXyN3t10eORGwiWZRf81xycMryEM/s1600-h/Picture+7.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 296px; height: 233px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin6tCoOrswNKbXTrZ1WQlK15olJXkC1NigeLhem4oPCkraqf30YaWi4lHVPplmYraZMxtJuTEFZL_Mq5XcmFrbhBXQmDE25c1KRHIf0zDqsHMFMnruXyN3t10eORGwiWZRf81xycMryEM/s320/Picture+7.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418156402063749058" /></a><br /></div><div>More Toms...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXzUeuJpJkQBA_vuxYCQKey6GwO2-gCZyliwi-eoidb_-oYrltECwj7cZv_x764PjKEXpZLWILo_EeTJW2J2JvSPgkQZMl4FKBo3Jplp3kx15MKXlMOI3jycNFMXXVVxhsrBuc-NQEJls/s1600-h/Picture+10.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 307px; height: 232px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXzUeuJpJkQBA_vuxYCQKey6GwO2-gCZyliwi-eoidb_-oYrltECwj7cZv_x764PjKEXpZLWILo_EeTJW2J2JvSPgkQZMl4FKBo3Jplp3kx15MKXlMOI3jycNFMXXVVxhsrBuc-NQEJls/s320/Picture+10.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418156399225160658" /></a>I was first introduced to these on another blog. I love the idea and the thought. These sandals are by <a href="http://www.ssekodesigns.com/">Sseko Designs</a>. You can buy different straps to for the sole and wrap them different ways. They benefit a group of women in Uganda (helps put them through university).</div><div><br /><br /><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgisH-CPobcLyaD0Zj4CjGWDazIIKMhrJUuhWUJXDjk9MbZXhDHxC55a32Auv8TtPdT5xwWKxNXatkOOo43V_nQNZ9gnStDQwYm_hoatdftbL75jDmK_uzrVHqnwi1wG0BtayMWYgH3m0Q/s1600-h/Picture+11.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgisH-CPobcLyaD0Zj4CjGWDazIIKMhrJUuhWUJXDjk9MbZXhDHxC55a32Auv8TtPdT5xwWKxNXatkOOo43V_nQNZ9gnStDQwYm_hoatdftbL75jDmK_uzrVHqnwi1wG0BtayMWYgH3m0Q/s320/Picture+11.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418156393937927330" /></a><br /></div><div>Okay, not that I would wear them with a winter coat, but you get the picture...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvgZpwjnCBFKcavljoRY4hqjlA86CCdddjdgLTEP8UFGtfPvojT8sNgCWUrQxJtgLVVkwSazd4ZkKbLZDVrEP1-rdN1xPJ8WMPOb7dcehiLCY5kAGq0MGbg9vNhUYY7A34dwwsMjZfURo/s1600-h/Picture+12.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvgZpwjnCBFKcavljoRY4hqjlA86CCdddjdgLTEP8UFGtfPvojT8sNgCWUrQxJtgLVVkwSazd4ZkKbLZDVrEP1-rdN1xPJ8WMPOb7dcehiLCY5kAGq0MGbg9vNhUYY7A34dwwsMjZfURo/s320/Picture+12.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418172723923648834" /></a>The last item is called the Snowball Hoodie Scarf. Plain and simple - it would benefit me (and Urban Outfitters). He, he!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjciNgRnRvd9I_Y6CEVWxFms2Sfc75sxBDyFxAIQVYXD_ZGwIEARIa7LCz7vC234oQP8JSA9We1BEtvoBvALCJc1SyUHNlGGd81uhtz69KxKsh_pM8xSmZ7vyrdaM0j8pzXL93BgUXBOQY/s1600-h/Picture+6.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjciNgRnRvd9I_Y6CEVWxFms2Sfc75sxBDyFxAIQVYXD_ZGwIEARIa7LCz7vC234oQP8JSA9We1BEtvoBvALCJc1SyUHNlGGd81uhtz69KxKsh_pM8xSmZ7vyrdaM0j8pzXL93BgUXBOQY/s320/Picture+6.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418156388979557618" /></a>I'll post again before Christmas. We have some Santa pics to share! Anyways, DON'T FORGET ABOUT "A HOME FOR THE HOLIDAYS". It's on CBS tomorrow night, 8/7 central. It sheds light on the large amount of kids in the U.S. foster-care system that are looking for permanent families. Watch it, tape it, TiVo it, DVR it...it's always a good show. Just a few of the guests will be Faith Hill, Carrie Underwood & Shakira (if you still needed an excuse to watch).</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div></div>angie tuckerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10062514609273569119noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713490054762504232.post-49869980115635538382009-12-13T18:54:00.000-08:002009-12-14T10:57:32.918-08:00A Baby Changes Everything...Every year, CBS broadcasts "A Home for the Holidays", a special promoting adoption of children in the U.S. foster-care system. The show features profiles of children who are looking for homes, live performances and celebrities that have been adopted, have adopted or who have been touched by adoption. The 2009 special will be shown on Wednesday, December 23rd on CBS (hosted by Faith Hill - I think she does it every year).<br /><br />The 2008 broadcast included a performance of "A Baby Changes Everything" by Faith Hill. I was going to post this for my Christmas post, but I don't know how much longer it will be on YouTube. I've been looking for it for weeks, but haven't been able to find it posted due to copyright laws. So enjoy (while you can) and tune in to CBS on 12/23. It's always an amazing show!<br /><br /><object width="480" height="295"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7D-DH9aT3bs&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0x5d1719&color2=0xcd311b"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7D-DH9aT3bs&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0x5d1719&color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"></embed></object>angie tuckerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10062514609273569119noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713490054762504232.post-76150852073774193402009-12-04T13:03:00.000-08:002009-12-05T12:55:43.935-08:00It's Better Than...<div>Mia said the cutest thing the other day. I was rubbing her feet and she became really quiet. I wondered if she was falling asleep (which was the purpose) and asked her if she liked me rubbing her feet. She quietly replied, "Yesss, it's better than sunshine!"</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKtURQVZLQONXvgRbEw-_jF0-fuHWMJ6NJV1k-VM6ulJSp7JcTwE5IpSQ-ocQ8_c7do4qn5Af5gAKqmos0j8qKP2ZuLkNKarvqAyfJZ9hLmkEcmVZQZu-gHlGQDYcSxFx1gGSqfxti_eM/s1600-h/DSC_0887.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKtURQVZLQONXvgRbEw-_jF0-fuHWMJ6NJV1k-VM6ulJSp7JcTwE5IpSQ-ocQ8_c7do4qn5Af5gAKqmos0j8qKP2ZuLkNKarvqAyfJZ9hLmkEcmVZQZu-gHlGQDYcSxFx1gGSqfxti_eM/s400/DSC_0887.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411858147793823106" /></a><br /></div><div>Oh, fall is the best season of all! Football...Halloween...Thanksgiving...my birthday...and the start of Clementine season! I don't know if any of you are as fanatic about clementines as I am, but they are piled high in our fruit bowl this time of year. In fact, we have an entire fruit bowl devoted to the clementine. (And, yes, I had to have one after I took this pic!)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJNh4J8oLQRB5UNKam492ck5fDJ1FvsLrIcJ917Ng_uoLQRCU_OFoGWmncsEeiQXZBwq1zaQKadTp4NpxsRir5A78PBYBK7yqxp5g1rCYz2t8P2ozBB-UlUEzz1dZr3z0f6137tlPi6cU/s1600-h/DSC_0950.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 282px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJNh4J8oLQRB5UNKam492ck5fDJ1FvsLrIcJ917Ng_uoLQRCU_OFoGWmncsEeiQXZBwq1zaQKadTp4NpxsRir5A78PBYBK7yqxp5g1rCYz2t8P2ozBB-UlUEzz1dZr3z0f6137tlPi6cU/s400/DSC_0950.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411854834906287842" /></a></div><div>I was at Whole Foods the other day (I was in a different city - unfortunately there is not a Whole Foods close to where I live), and noticed a clementine flavored pop! I know this is distributed in different locations, but it's the first time I've seen this brand. I'll have to find out where I can get more Izze Sparkling Clementine goodness, because, yes, it's already gone!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf205qsdD17z_pG84QCG_hRuiOz3wFqNrZ0etIT2U4xhDAHJ2yBdQw1hrx5Zd8da0RHTqjrZx-yD0FI_h7_gMGg_AD1hyphenhyphenpEg0RrDRtxVVsBMEyTVhNLgzHLG1RUHo6FuuM_CoghYVQ88w/s1600-h/DSC_0947_2.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf205qsdD17z_pG84QCG_hRuiOz3wFqNrZ0etIT2U4xhDAHJ2yBdQw1hrx5Zd8da0RHTqjrZx-yD0FI_h7_gMGg_AD1hyphenhyphenpEg0RrDRtxVVsBMEyTVhNLgzHLG1RUHo6FuuM_CoghYVQ88w/s400/DSC_0947_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411857205394883650" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div>It wasn't exactly a leaf-pile...it was a leaf-line, but much fun was had! <div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQNHzp1SzXpBYhSP9B68ceFzxWZkA8P2lzJA9k0Ex2guZHH7V9xtth-Z2cSUhuh_2K2SdgRQnUoGFCs-iGLvSKU12o9MQiKu1fkxLrzymObli7fLUKBFLUHhsCcokGAo676nV6HH0Hr5U/s1600-h/DSC_0919.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQNHzp1SzXpBYhSP9B68ceFzxWZkA8P2lzJA9k0Ex2guZHH7V9xtth-Z2cSUhuh_2K2SdgRQnUoGFCs-iGLvSKU12o9MQiKu1fkxLrzymObli7fLUKBFLUHhsCcokGAo676nV6HH0Hr5U/s400/DSC_0919.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411492728295354866" /></a>The "Big-Foot" pose...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPIZG9HN_42MW3wzop6Q5e59gEf2bS2557ACv3sMig_BudAs0B_hrfWwiKxK9-K8hGGBrY9SVtoHe1XhbjiJGYlMgwSE9FIiZL20Q9RHNw4T_cUwRP47RTEEozZFOMFA2ymNvcBGeuIpc/s1600-h/DSC_0906.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPIZG9HN_42MW3wzop6Q5e59gEf2bS2557ACv3sMig_BudAs0B_hrfWwiKxK9-K8hGGBrY9SVtoHe1XhbjiJGYlMgwSE9FIiZL20Q9RHNw4T_cUwRP47RTEEozZFOMFA2ymNvcBGeuIpc/s400/DSC_0906.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411492719672107442" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3l4QuRdISDSWYcDaqzQOUBPY-zlUkja_W43ktCNyr1pwGDjBGBIKiblmHF2jKb9USXB4MzSNTMyrZtc7PVBwhLJgB5EL7-g1TjEsJVrby1s7uk4yTBAWzKRNuNFd3vPoZGmHHy_2QziI/s1600-h/DSC_0911_2.JPG"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 324px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYZMH58u8I-QgTqltW4RktSCeB4mZOTb0ap2-MqIPx9CIAfWM_N6lTZgRtbwiFL6BNSyu3dmfjwhXTyt99XNSvU5MoSt9YIN1LJl1GQSAwa3vTGzEWYEcw-zjqMUl6s3gmh77xjPSEobE/s400/DSC_0915_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411492696783784226" /></a><br /><br /><br /></div>angie tuckerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10062514609273569119noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713490054762504232.post-4112569422513585272009-12-01T11:42:00.000-08:002009-12-01T11:50:43.531-08:00Welcome December!What's Christmas without a little Sound of Music?<br /><br /><object width="480" height="295"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7EYAUazLI9k&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0x5d1719&color2=0xcd311b"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7EYAUazLI9k&hl=en_US&fs=1&color1=0x5d1719&color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"></embed></object><br /><br /><br />Who hasn't secretly wished that they would all of a sudden find themselves in the middle of a musical? Come on...admit it...angie tuckerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10062514609273569119noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713490054762504232.post-34936560208648707502009-11-19T21:27:00.000-08:002009-11-21T13:51:29.961-08:00Heartbroken<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqN7SIY21ulrbhXsYZEOjtXwjRzffAT_bdmfzlWNcovU1QU7Iu85H6L5YU3hdy3bfyrWl1syQc5mJwRO3ronZfi53ztil2bNPpFECSQ2xvGrvhBImpb2Ag1JYmtKEACVXPAmCBhKlinTY/s1600/DSC_1017.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqN7SIY21ulrbhXsYZEOjtXwjRzffAT_bdmfzlWNcovU1QU7Iu85H6L5YU3hdy3bfyrWl1syQc5mJwRO3ronZfi53ztil2bNPpFECSQ2xvGrvhBImpb2Ag1JYmtKEACVXPAmCBhKlinTY/s400/DSC_1017.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406053366445933554" /></a><br /><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>If there is a point beyond "heart-broken" - I find myself there at this moment. For the third time, we find ourselves stopping our adoption. In 2007, we put our 2nd adoption on hold, because (thank the Lord) I got pregnant with Emy. We started up again this spring only to stop because Dustin got laid off - just to get hired back a week later (thank the Lord again). We waited a few months to make sure things were stable and decided to proceed again. We, yet again, find ourselves in a situation in which our only option is to stop the process.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>The worst part - the part that rips my heart at the core - is that I broke my rule and told Mia about the adoption. I always said that I wouldn't tell my girls until we had a referral. Mia was having an extremely difficult time - a first of it's kind type of thing - ya know, pull the car over so that I can hug her as she cries kind of thing. I thought it would cheer her up to know that she would be getting a little brother that looked just like her. Well, for months now she's been talking about her brother in India, praying for her brother and telling complete strangers that she has a baby brother. I can't bring myself to tell her...I don't even know where to begin...</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>Dustin and I have gone through so many lows over the past two years. The death of his sister, his grandmother and his sister's husband happened all within an 9 month period. With this last attempt to start up the adoption process, we felt like we were healing and ready to move on to something great for our family. This latest blow has been nearly crippling for me and there are days when I find it hard to see through the haze.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>"Faith" can be a pretty & shiny word when you don't have to put it into use...I mean <i>really</i> put it to use. Sometimes when you've been stripped of everything else, faith is the only thing that can get you through. It <i>has</i> to...it's all you've got. If there is a bright-side, it is this...I have two healthy & wonderful girls. One, I was lucky enough to adopt and the other, I was lucky enough to give birth to. Both are beautiful and the definition of gifts from God. For that I'm forever grateful. </div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>Finally, this is National Adoption Month. I received a request earlier this month regarding my "No Orphans of God" video that is on YouTube. A church in Alabama asked if they could use my video on Orphan Sunday. From what I know, my video played while the church choir (100+ choir members) sang the song from the video (No Orphans of God by Avalon). It was such a blessing to me that they used my video and that someone might be moved/motivated to help a child in need. I'm trying to get a video of the service...I'd love to see it! You can see the video they showed on the right side of this blog or see it larger below...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><br /></div><object width="560" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2y9OGli2qGs&hl=en_US&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2y9OGli2qGs&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object><br /><br /><br />Thanks again to all of you who submitted photos of your family to be used in the video. When I get the video of the choir singing to this, I'll post it.<div><br /></div><div>God Bless...</div><div><div><br /><br /></div></div>angie tuckerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10062514609273569119noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713490054762504232.post-46805892368084098712009-11-05T09:10:00.000-08:002009-11-05T11:44:41.038-08:00Fall...it's the most wonderful time of the year!<div>Happy Birthday To Me! I love my girls...</div><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwJpJ9PraG6ygJJOW-l9CnBGurSSBnqtki3X4l8Bw7hqWYjsxKA-qX2kTwPOOdWREPG3mE0oszYFznZ2ZqjzA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'Lucida Grande', serif;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap;font-size:11px;"><br /></span></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzXCJYrjaJvDmODWY46C0aDnjRORML7oyn0Zhojbv4lH14IEXL1peVsI_D1BTDqLpd5wEaZRyhXPrSb4h0O3o5-hOWQ_ONhgJfJjGgoVBHxZbcLuZ3Iu4dYEQLOc8djzSYk5NVvg7et8s/s1600-h/DSC00960.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzXCJYrjaJvDmODWY46C0aDnjRORML7oyn0Zhojbv4lH14IEXL1peVsI_D1BTDqLpd5wEaZRyhXPrSb4h0O3o5-hOWQ_ONhgJfJjGgoVBHxZbcLuZ3Iu4dYEQLOc8djzSYk5NVvg7et8s/s400/DSC00960.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400671871893220978" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZvFPe-aPykmwKOiP24epIekanUuCnv1vte35E420ZqQlAhkSv-W4Rywq1_0RkAevaJFiAIrZGM114Dx-ihAMIfhLBVNRcWUl7SK6CeNDNgtitFEfa_NgM2agEK4wbyvqJmuM67XQLfe4/s1600-h/DSC00965.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZvFPe-aPykmwKOiP24epIekanUuCnv1vte35E420ZqQlAhkSv-W4Rywq1_0RkAevaJFiAIrZGM114Dx-ihAMIfhLBVNRcWUl7SK6CeNDNgtitFEfa_NgM2agEK4wbyvqJmuM67XQLfe4/s400/DSC00965.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400671866395612450" /></a><br /><div>Their present to me...every year the girls decorate a cake for my birthday. </div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6hBoaYyvUtqGGWy9QOR8F3h29EijIltADaAaI7yHOpaWvpj4OJYAF1xvfRjDpca564ZVWoFyLV98DV1GBJ8PidlymXAkm8IHWdQvwcttdblZWK92al9i6xhAfGGXgTH-95Ty_7S0YcIQ/s1600-h/DSC00987.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6hBoaYyvUtqGGWy9QOR8F3h29EijIltADaAaI7yHOpaWvpj4OJYAF1xvfRjDpca564ZVWoFyLV98DV1GBJ8PidlymXAkm8IHWdQvwcttdblZWK92al9i6xhAfGGXgTH-95Ty_7S0YcIQ/s400/DSC00987.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400670765681135138" /></a><div><br /></div><div>Gramma and the girls on Halloween...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-wn-4J1tGVz-1qNA06vHM-MX6InHEDcfTr7Kf1ndjCzjiI_OXv_IopGh5kELsWrXxZCAS4vmaELQBf0D8Ea9uTgTGBVcT2lrjTuZqCEeeNR3jh8HrgYXV9SH7JfHo9_s6MpZOJcqk1UE/s1600-h/DSC00950.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-wn-4J1tGVz-1qNA06vHM-MX6InHEDcfTr7Kf1ndjCzjiI_OXv_IopGh5kELsWrXxZCAS4vmaELQBf0D8Ea9uTgTGBVcT2lrjTuZqCEeeNR3jh8HrgYXV9SH7JfHo9_s6MpZOJcqk1UE/s400/DSC00950.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400670742711126818" /></a>Sweet-E at Uncle Dave's party...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXnz202Cb0kpD3uXP8NG5LNyIIL70wJlCsMA9f8BqcDOaQMd4i-sXZTnBwVUaD7LI0a1G6ij9wcxZibUEhHJB0sBYrVow8yDDWGAOMnUhoTbGHzCgxm6ZRUlbRBtSkrzksp0aLtlzC5zw/s1600-h/DSC00929.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXnz202Cb0kpD3uXP8NG5LNyIIL70wJlCsMA9f8BqcDOaQMd4i-sXZTnBwVUaD7LI0a1G6ij9wcxZibUEhHJB0sBYrVow8yDDWGAOMnUhoTbGHzCgxm6ZRUlbRBtSkrzksp0aLtlzC5zw/s400/DSC00929.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400670740373838114" /></a><br /><div>Flying tutu-less ballerina! </div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyH7cBKamcbxdQUOsWTghTy79M3aZBMblk3QPAAocCZynJQWnmnIILjz2Q5aL0TGu0W39gQTUWtUGjPyNvF-keQrzIo3WJizFp2R4WRfuDLswX_Kj3KjjQlH62oFuyygY0Y9lVHI1ScKM/s1600-h/DSC00928.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyH7cBKamcbxdQUOsWTghTy79M3aZBMblk3QPAAocCZynJQWnmnIILjz2Q5aL0TGu0W39gQTUWtUGjPyNvF-keQrzIo3WJizFp2R4WRfuDLswX_Kj3KjjQlH62oFuyygY0Y9lVHI1ScKM/s400/DSC00928.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400669223675050306" /></a>Shanta & Mia. Shanta and her husband own a local Indian restaurant. We've all become friends. They always tease Mia and tell her that they want her to marry their son (he's in med school right now)! Oh, the "age" thing is just a minor snag. ;o)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHcp5xFFNDGely9EONekT1nedN3LIt4W1InD6jvgvYgD7rhLrGBmdHGf0_vxBBvb94WlwA0fAO8ZCUrMvdqtxYAc9nw72v-CoQeTOQl4SozxN6Fpx3_U-qN2ofZ-11DCgQQYlJprGcsc4/s1600-h/DSC00915.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHcp5xFFNDGely9EONekT1nedN3LIt4W1InD6jvgvYgD7rhLrGBmdHGf0_vxBBvb94WlwA0fAO8ZCUrMvdqtxYAc9nw72v-CoQeTOQl4SozxN6Fpx3_U-qN2ofZ-11DCgQQYlJprGcsc4/s400/DSC00915.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400669218934946178" /></a>Happy Diwali!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9bju9VmOELT3nrP0EyfmhxG7CJqulIRSMKJNdQMRoYjCXHizlT1Uoz0yKsS7QvAFMOrOckhEQXPDRGzbdSF0TjwnFZpRVzWWpSFIWTA3iHRi9Nz-XmytiCcqeZSp4BKqTvu1ByXZkfBU/s1600-h/DSC00909_2.JPG"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 318px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLS222v0C1gQJDyp0CremcWvz7iRN2KLpOcvCD3SeFSIW2EZELen6hlpx2m5hd2qjUHrHFoG78gHbey9V_JAKyx00npi5xyG3nfQMEbchyphenhyphen4pj2w_dJWc1a9o01pmPNJQfsDzhijrIjTtA/s400/DSC00905.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400669200658876050" /></a><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>angie tuckerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10062514609273569119noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713490054762504232.post-54983353133057294662009-08-25T11:42:00.000-07:002009-08-25T12:27:16.644-07:00Firsts and SecondsEmy's 2nd Birthday (part 1)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6miGtpcwKG7tPJO1dYv3uwHgIEfQXxchyEugvxMcfrJflIyg3eqcLOSQ7CggNa1clXKfVC_WkUY173rKbh1Nql2gyNW8XF-PPssNAFHz1REZPYiQe6HH3li30Aj7XkBNKeg0zWmvpJ24/s1600-h/DSC_0337_2.JPG"><img style="display:block; 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That's a classic "prayer peek" if I've ever seen one...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinUBEgypTYRxFDqrrAJUqgLBVVx3AY7TZpwcQ9ISk2UuUSIQu8IksrKTQQfmHIxFA4a1XmEcaqnTgHxCBOnDaDqyH2TTv1jxVht4zXnRdQE8pYWYwWZT3qo4k24cYIA01sSVOEOdFjdAw/s1600-h/DSC00881_2.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 363px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinUBEgypTYRxFDqrrAJUqgLBVVx3AY7TZpwcQ9ISk2UuUSIQu8IksrKTQQfmHIxFA4a1XmEcaqnTgHxCBOnDaDqyH2TTv1jxVht4zXnRdQE8pYWYwWZT3qo4k24cYIA01sSVOEOdFjdAw/s400/DSC00881_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373979225504618530" /></a>Nightly ritual...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht1PIVW75DvpXzP1Z51Oe7cCVdyPxv2QFAIQdo2F6rVuUX7AdxFXKVvSgPozEgaQMceC3GKGf6hdzhKwhBymSeyXwxELLipyhP75N2KREAXUB2kwlE3l4nyI9xSBWyyBt_7nfGODUF1qU/s1600-h/DSC00884.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEht1PIVW75DvpXzP1Z51Oe7cCVdyPxv2QFAIQdo2F6rVuUX7AdxFXKVvSgPozEgaQMceC3GKGf6hdzhKwhBymSeyXwxELLipyhP75N2KREAXUB2kwlE3l4nyI9xSBWyyBt_7nfGODUF1qU/s400/DSC00884.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373979216692176466" /></a>Awww, birthday party part duex...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU5s61WU-DzWQo3Se_1-nsII52djw12KowK_ttB_tMnon8LCKQeUd102lNrN6d6q3QvdtIVySyleTpjQdXLJtD0V4GtUqMnLe84kytLYT_Cs421JXGCB60fF7z4kHc4HaIKlRnoOAJXVY/s1600-h/DSC00871.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU5s61WU-DzWQo3Se_1-nsII52djw12KowK_ttB_tMnon8LCKQeUd102lNrN6d6q3QvdtIVySyleTpjQdXLJtD0V4GtUqMnLe84kytLYT_Cs421JXGCB60fF7z4kHc4HaIKlRnoOAJXVY/s400/DSC00871.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373979208022925346" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrPJcMfFOYYuuYg4eJlE31stAHJzW7KqL75b8iFZdR2ALm0npOCc9H631TAzOJVPdleWlGSh3d-7WhQCY47o6WBb_FcjG7CtOIVQkYsZlcBUUe48TtnJb0se80ISUiI6c3bhJNUy9q9sA/s1600-h/DSC00876.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrPJcMfFOYYuuYg4eJlE31stAHJzW7KqL75b8iFZdR2ALm0npOCc9H631TAzOJVPdleWlGSh3d-7WhQCY47o6WBb_FcjG7CtOIVQkYsZlcBUUe48TtnJb0se80ISUiI6c3bhJNUy9q9sA/s400/DSC00876.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373979197476905858" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkhJxTAAv2ZillmIat1V1bslhq7HzPLNob8BvBPoB_RPRM92BT79GfzdfZqGMTwS3VIir0T704X8nQ-bbB81ztXKLVamPWoxXFkNF7EkSGFLpIfJOyA1E4mGIJsKcKdjJfJFj2XhAg-vM/s1600-h/DSC00866.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkhJxTAAv2ZillmIat1V1bslhq7HzPLNob8BvBPoB_RPRM92BT79GfzdfZqGMTwS3VIir0T704X8nQ-bbB81ztXKLVamPWoxXFkNF7EkSGFLpIfJOyA1E4mGIJsKcKdjJfJFj2XhAg-vM/s400/DSC00866.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373979188416011810" /></a>First day of public school! Mia was so excited! By the way, Emy insisted on standing with Mia for her official "first day of school" picture...you'll see a theme here...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx57RI8q8i0-g5ArbyKrlveBeYTyvBM7EwUbBQL4r6zwLVhyxQrWpF57pLHDdTZVS0pTifZjoZQlXaHFU5Xv4qiOLWpyDhXHTwr0IAcov6oi4ty4FXIRwAkiusI3xay8EhMGR-OkC8sXA/s1600-h/DSC00889.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhx57RI8q8i0-g5ArbyKrlveBeYTyvBM7EwUbBQL4r6zwLVhyxQrWpF57pLHDdTZVS0pTifZjoZQlXaHFU5Xv4qiOLWpyDhXHTwr0IAcov6oi4ty4FXIRwAkiusI3xay8EhMGR-OkC8sXA/s400/DSC00889.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373976866384031202" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibqC2haMiu1jbrAdMEE0EKGj1GVyOVzTNFSL9L9pwjQv375J1fdFVVmOETAHyNvrk8IaDiuhrsg_6B3k3465hb1lx4FFPY1PGtf3BQ77-dQVuVUkhLlWDBkG7E4w7cdu2q144vUiOD_Os/s1600-h/DSC00888.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibqC2haMiu1jbrAdMEE0EKGj1GVyOVzTNFSL9L9pwjQv375J1fdFVVmOETAHyNvrk8IaDiuhrsg_6B3k3465hb1lx4FFPY1PGtf3BQ77-dQVuVUkhLlWDBkG7E4w7cdu2q144vUiOD_Os/s400/DSC00888.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373976858168523106" /></a><br />She also insisted on wearing a backpack just like big sister...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZWZKjD1c3JraQKnRRrm9jrWOYw7hZ7dsgOJWTWaXgvwg86sjhmRKOOwO4CWp7hyphenhyphenQuHRbqyDdzBAi-5JZe3v06TgmKxjwSB1Xs1C3Cf6OFf8tB0qnmHKoLleqMCcvT8vvtcQCWuk3uk1Q/s1600-h/DSC00890.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZWZKjD1c3JraQKnRRrm9jrWOYw7hZ7dsgOJWTWaXgvwg86sjhmRKOOwO4CWp7hyphenhyphenQuHRbqyDdzBAi-5JZe3v06TgmKxjwSB1Xs1C3Cf6OFf8tB0qnmHKoLleqMCcvT8vvtcQCWuk3uk1Q/s400/DSC00890.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373976873865612802" /></a>And when I took Mia's picture inside her school...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCOwiCsunMz9uq2Wu-tCZF7ddCQ2cqx2_aIe_zuRrAoGidKF6-OqFc6ymneqNE_5clO5GNSp4il01xRz3J3yvaox1Etsdi1-a4b0dDa_hnRkNK1wJBVpOfjaCtjHvOiOnhLHHfbUDa6xc/s1600-h/DSC00892.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCOwiCsunMz9uq2Wu-tCZF7ddCQ2cqx2_aIe_zuRrAoGidKF6-OqFc6ymneqNE_5clO5GNSp4il01xRz3J3yvaox1Etsdi1-a4b0dDa_hnRkNK1wJBVpOfjaCtjHvOiOnhLHHfbUDa6xc/s400/DSC00892.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373976884766753138" /></a>Guess who also had to have her picture taken...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieGUl3N5_9yKyiP9WjOkDgkl1s4gNqTWr6nCDnmS-OPPzpiBi88DSDmhghAIUftDi0ytkjHsNrm3p_RldCMs032k78_EGbsOtW-_pQC2hkRX4xQSCgClwNAa4EpiSfLBhgpRiPu-wSnb8/s1600-h/DSC00893.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieGUl3N5_9yKyiP9WjOkDgkl1s4gNqTWr6nCDnmS-OPPzpiBi88DSDmhghAIUftDi0ytkjHsNrm3p_RldCMs032k78_EGbsOtW-_pQC2hkRX4xQSCgClwNAa4EpiSfLBhgpRiPu-wSnb8/s400/DSC00893.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373976893271286690" /></a><br /><br />Goodness, I love those girls!angie tuckerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10062514609273569119noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713490054762504232.post-8957119485290861212009-07-31T13:22:00.000-07:002009-07-31T15:22:18.062-07:00Plies, Princesses and PalsThis is a video of Mia's dance recital from June. The people who took this video are the parent's of the girl to the right of Mia. I found this on YouTube, and since I'm a bad mom and haven't taken my video of the recital off of my camera yet, I'll just post theirs! By the way, all the girls did really well, but I must say...Mia was perfection! <br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ndaakmMUBvA&hl=en&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ndaakmMUBvA&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbNTsTZSupJnPnVFb17rOWUJnG0b847-AOdQSVZKHCSt4Etw6HCF9Jm9cLlpFwmDluNcUapYbmtF3Vmpdqpv55V03U5UDjv6h6rzKEb3UhOIn7Ate8UEPf_CsMc3ewxtW1-QilP2_Yq4k/s1600-h/DSC_0961.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbNTsTZSupJnPnVFb17rOWUJnG0b847-AOdQSVZKHCSt4Etw6HCF9Jm9cLlpFwmDluNcUapYbmtF3Vmpdqpv55V03U5UDjv6h6rzKEb3UhOIn7Ate8UEPf_CsMc3ewxtW1-QilP2_Yq4k/s400/DSC_0961.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364726980913803570" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUoSC4lSr-i8IahnUBR3z5wk1izPhDsFdQXfDszHZXWXeLcyPA0ebADRMTKgGclapOBS7VJZcoWJFu2FRnWjav5RopcDaUdWckkNH5S1mUN9XsBBpy8Hks4ChF48jSC7SwOlKc3ro6nWc/s1600-h/DSC_0969.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUoSC4lSr-i8IahnUBR3z5wk1izPhDsFdQXfDszHZXWXeLcyPA0ebADRMTKgGclapOBS7VJZcoWJFu2FRnWjav5RopcDaUdWckkNH5S1mUN9XsBBpy8Hks4ChF48jSC7SwOlKc3ro6nWc/s400/DSC_0969.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364726095592260162" /></a>aaww, luke! mia & emy's "cousin"<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJbe_A1SAmGS4qg0veDriuCcFSYLXa2eguQhDyN9tvcRNwV2DJ5spPEmlIk6VwyW_6KRepQgzPe382zjxCWtJpOA9gRwD4xYCB8cCgsSfHY8ldKj80V19BOMtjkKw06j6uWhExP0E0_PQ/s1600-h/DSC_0959.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJbe_A1SAmGS4qg0veDriuCcFSYLXa2eguQhDyN9tvcRNwV2DJ5spPEmlIk6VwyW_6KRepQgzPe382zjxCWtJpOA9gRwD4xYCB8cCgsSfHY8ldKj80V19BOMtjkKw06j6uWhExP0E0_PQ/s400/DSC_0959.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364726090428265394" /></a>playdate!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmtZyd7TZXOHVXxj8EikRhE2e_35UrFx90kuwD9poCuOi_YCdq6tK5zVHHJLvJDQfpdV_0ada0ODXXL2lxnoLyLfELyvmhhre4SOSzxwUEzDyohoRk7g4eaWaSDfutD7o_QQD2DYvQjP0/s1600-h/DSC_0953.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmtZyd7TZXOHVXxj8EikRhE2e_35UrFx90kuwD9poCuOi_YCdq6tK5zVHHJLvJDQfpdV_0ada0ODXXL2lxnoLyLfELyvmhhre4SOSzxwUEzDyohoRk7g4eaWaSDfutD7o_QQD2DYvQjP0/s400/DSC_0953.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364726084651772226" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu5aZ0EEGgk-wKBEPitdizRQFZeXtllw82AWVR_gD8JDGIOsooFOeP3eprZluVfYIfHvRTS5WjQ_FsaVktWHULXCYOfXDBaideKLHxOtOWqOye-MxzlLJtt7Zl4xQlhHw6zab2GzpVKqY/s1600-h/DSC_0947.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu5aZ0EEGgk-wKBEPitdizRQFZeXtllw82AWVR_gD8JDGIOsooFOeP3eprZluVfYIfHvRTS5WjQ_FsaVktWHULXCYOfXDBaideKLHxOtOWqOye-MxzlLJtt7Zl4xQlhHw6zab2GzpVKqY/s400/DSC_0947.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364726077517392338" /></a>sweet samuel...mia & emy's "cousin"<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE8HUrhhRMT38zPUespWJCUU29Eb_ltIXIPcPVtUdkOWFjxFuWaBG5H_KMAY_BUAXUHFUXnxyRO5cTYnKV9nkU5gckatS-p0G_TWFGbBKsxKTe3-W7IB97o6M5phQqUYPSVGFftS72YLs/s1600-h/DSC_0945_2.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 310px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE8HUrhhRMT38zPUespWJCUU29Eb_ltIXIPcPVtUdkOWFjxFuWaBG5H_KMAY_BUAXUHFUXnxyRO5cTYnKV9nkU5gckatS-p0G_TWFGbBKsxKTe3-W7IB97o6M5phQqUYPSVGFftS72YLs/s400/DSC_0945_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364726071531004210" /></a>mia and her friend, kaila...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyiSKqXHtRQBi_eTQMfsZ6Wx4Hijm7z1zCrGNGSbkg6DE2ksoJQLqZdmrDFLDST4_YyhwWwTocpAKC3Raat_l-9f7FqpCi5s3gDjmGFl593htxqW1vKBM1lJLo22wC0t90pQylAfO7KEM/s1600-h/DSC_0915_2.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyiSKqXHtRQBi_eTQMfsZ6Wx4Hijm7z1zCrGNGSbkg6DE2ksoJQLqZdmrDFLDST4_YyhwWwTocpAKC3Raat_l-9f7FqpCi5s3gDjmGFl593htxqW1vKBM1lJLo22wC0t90pQylAfO7KEM/s400/DSC_0915_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364724803423974034" /></a>dress-up time!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk78ZA6aWWBB9oxi4YSjd8if5dSvi8K3t9ndePNmu3K9mt3zdQ9HxQl_9OAb0Yt5QBNOfwj0GQKUhOlbeDDMEZG3q-iVtHqLJMaC5D2jxbNHzeVL7IX7TJ2iQJQ2zPbHebHgizacdONB4/s1600-h/DSC_0941.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk78ZA6aWWBB9oxi4YSjd8if5dSvi8K3t9ndePNmu3K9mt3zdQ9HxQl_9OAb0Yt5QBNOfwj0GQKUhOlbeDDMEZG3q-iVtHqLJMaC5D2jxbNHzeVL7IX7TJ2iQJQ2zPbHebHgizacdONB4/s400/DSC_0941.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364724800869903410" /></a>twirling ballerina!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjnZKUs6qKHHoOd2YsIurOf3Lo_NmlKzjaQuGJCxsbQ_SWnMV0ITTGRADrNIze7koYbzPgOYqtkBB8t0XEcSBFrhBu_Uc9nPGHtE49HHioZYcxtLeubWAYhqsTvgxnyyQtLQAEC72uErQ/s1600-h/DSC_0939.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 237px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjnZKUs6qKHHoOd2YsIurOf3Lo_NmlKzjaQuGJCxsbQ_SWnMV0ITTGRADrNIze7koYbzPgOYqtkBB8t0XEcSBFrhBu_Uc9nPGHtE49HHioZYcxtLeubWAYhqsTvgxnyyQtLQAEC72uErQ/s400/DSC_0939.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364724796533437954" /></a>practicing her toe-touch...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAq30ofkzgLw420mC6zvt57fi94NysamdbalDrlCYRzB56mlIIaXkBM2DU11yGPK9m5_r7b6D4Fkto3cF3HkIDFSNIw05OuY1OP1pTOPHaPslX3IgflK0JEAaTC3gJ586XX21oGWK76Wg/s1600-h/DSC_0936.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAq30ofkzgLw420mC6zvt57fi94NysamdbalDrlCYRzB56mlIIaXkBM2DU11yGPK9m5_r7b6D4Fkto3cF3HkIDFSNIw05OuY1OP1pTOPHaPslX3IgflK0JEAaTC3gJ586XX21oGWK76Wg/s400/DSC_0936.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364724792414008818" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwHTUBWx5Th43obDXp5hlRH_95K2tHeTMk3HARpM5cTL7781neNwklgsqXriJqnjUL8IbPhSAR522NIqklpfb9A4n2EX-6MkKYENug57Tx11eK064GLe_naennikvBFtsd8FBmTRT5OnQ/s1600-h/DSC_0935.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwHTUBWx5Th43obDXp5hlRH_95K2tHeTMk3HARpM5cTL7781neNwklgsqXriJqnjUL8IbPhSAR522NIqklpfb9A4n2EX-6MkKYENug57Tx11eK064GLe_naennikvBFtsd8FBmTRT5OnQ/s400/DSC_0935.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364723943527918242" /></a>pacey princess!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbhS-uuabGeYIapDmmb2mmSYtJlXyV5Wtjtgt6Hxv0x9-D7PlPeUDXeB4EeRCVIs61QrloxZRYLb7_GOQk8TyMKvPl-qiEXfWh1ghjrdFrrwbjpYY576e6l52AbQ05FuuO9K55pj4sjeE/s1600-h/DSC_0931.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbhS-uuabGeYIapDmmb2mmSYtJlXyV5Wtjtgt6Hxv0x9-D7PlPeUDXeB4EeRCVIs61QrloxZRYLb7_GOQk8TyMKvPl-qiEXfWh1ghjrdFrrwbjpYY576e6l52AbQ05FuuO9K55pj4sjeE/s400/DSC_0931.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364723938296549378" /></a>mirror, mirror...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0vu7AaqEKk3OowMEu0_HtRc7aLPiD3qJCAHa_YKc7AH6aDujX7AjmF0q51r8mPl3l_RZVWgtd6vMD9sv4t0TiWcuqwspN2oxVYQwx_QiSw4xLXLDqqIItDoORCF8XQ_hiKOmG5GZWmUw/s1600-h/DSC_0907.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0vu7AaqEKk3OowMEu0_HtRc7aLPiD3qJCAHa_YKc7AH6aDujX7AjmF0q51r8mPl3l_RZVWgtd6vMD9sv4t0TiWcuqwspN2oxVYQwx_QiSw4xLXLDqqIItDoORCF8XQ_hiKOmG5GZWmUw/s400/DSC_0907.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364723934866973090" /></a>more pictures...really mom?<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHGcQSbD0jl5Tf-fhqJ6hBt2Lh4OakhfOe4F9Rjw72AuhIvaq4IY2MbYllnnDvMJCn_j-TMpP589A_oT84Z5kehOs_CN6yxxcqqf60_iC8mWoKG4k63ATeqApjEvXNOExdjp_sa1US7LI/s1600-h/DSC_0896.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHGcQSbD0jl5Tf-fhqJ6hBt2Lh4OakhfOe4F9Rjw72AuhIvaq4IY2MbYllnnDvMJCn_j-TMpP589A_oT84Z5kehOs_CN6yxxcqqf60_iC8mWoKG4k63ATeqApjEvXNOExdjp_sa1US7LI/s400/DSC_0896.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364723926272083282" /></a>angie tuckerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10062514609273569119noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713490054762504232.post-18524973903760677782009-07-14T20:19:00.000-07:002009-07-14T22:11:10.172-07:00Buddies, Blessing & Beginnings...Okay, sorry for my <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">massive</span> absence! Long time no blog, right?! A big <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">sorry</span> to those of you that actually follow my blog. I hope you're still out there somewhere!<br /><br />While I've been <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">away, </span>a few things have popped up that have kept me pretty busy. First things first, India Camp! I cannot tell you how wonderful camp was for us this year. We've attended for four years now. Dustin and I attended even before Mia came home. It's a wonderful experience, and one of the main reasons we chose Dillon International as our adoption agency. Things were different this year for us because Mia was finally old enough to be a camper. <div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span></div><div>It was truly a blessing to be able to see her interact with all of the other kids. It was also refreshing to be surrounded by families that looked just like us. I can't exactly tell you why, but Mia has been quite different since we returned. She seemed as though she matured by several years in just a 3 day span. I honestly think that we all, our entire family, had a renewed sense of understanding for one another after we left.</div><div><br /></div><div>I was finally able to actually sit and visit with <a href="http://connerpartyoffour.blogspot.com/">Nadra Conner</a> (Ian's mom). The kids were off to their lessons, and Nadra and I were able to have a wonderful, long talk. We've gathered together several times over the past couple of years, but we've always had the kids to distract us from true conversation. It was a blessing to have a few moments of uninterrupted time with her. For those that don't know, Mia and Ian were cribmates in India. While we waited to bring our kids home, we both received videos of our babies. It was the sweetest thing, and something that Mia still likes to point out, the ayahs had dressed Mia and Ian alike! Little did the ayahs know, but Ian and Mia would have the opportunity to remain close. The children's home where our kids were born, places children in homes all over the world, but by no small miracle, they were placed with families living just an hour and 45 minutes apart. The Conners are very dear to us and we look forward to many years of Tucker/Conner gatherings. Our children knew each other before they knew us, but because of us and by the grace of God, they will continue to know each other for many years to come. God is so good.</div><div><br /></div><div>Here's just a glimpse of Dillon International's 2009 India Heritage Camp. Heather and Dillon Staff...<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">well done</span>!</div><div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><embed src="http://widget-7f.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&il=1&channel=3170534137692695167&site=widget-7f.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"></embed><div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"><a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&at=un&id=3170534137692695167&map=1" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-7f.slide.com/p1/3170534137692695167/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&at=un&id=3170534137692695167&map=2" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-7f.slide.com/p2/3170534137692695167/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&at=un&id=3170534137692695167&map=F" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-7f.slide.com/p4/3170534137692695167/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a></div></div><br />Just catching you up on some pics from late spring/early summer.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:'Lucida Grande';font-size:9px;"><div><embed src="http://widget-e8.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&il=1&channel=3170534137692697320&site=widget-e8.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"></embed><div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"><a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&at=un&id=3170534137692697320&map=1" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-e8.slide.com/p1/3170534137692697320/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&at=un&id=3170534137692697320&map=2" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-e8.slide.com/p2/3170534137692697320/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&at=un&id=3170534137692697320&map=F" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-e8.slide.com/p4/3170534137692697320/bb_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a></div></div></span><div><br /></div>Okay, Dustin and I have decided to start up our second adoption!!!!!!! We've already started to gather the overwhelming amount of paperwork needed to get started!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoGgGNTCPw3p2pk8qjRLcThG_Z75YgDurREihQvg-VoBz8w6t68WFI_cgL-BwIRrHkibKdknNy8EsMvxzPhJrChBaF4tyI9Fj7YUZ6JyM6pWAnnGgy-_k7vdr56E7nVTlgz8CdoYkHXsw/s1600-h/Picture+11.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 390px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoGgGNTCPw3p2pk8qjRLcThG_Z75YgDurREihQvg-VoBz8w6t68WFI_cgL-BwIRrHkibKdknNy8EsMvxzPhJrChBaF4tyI9Fj7YUZ6JyM6pWAnnGgy-_k7vdr56E7nVTlgz8CdoYkHXsw/s400/Picture+11.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358543751883529442" /></a>We tried to start the process in May, but Dustin got laid-off (only to get his job back a week later - crazy). His company wanted to move us to Chicago. Anyway, everything worked out and we are now ready to move forward!</div><div><br /></div><div>Details...</div><div><br /></div><div>Country: India</div><div>Hoping for: Preferably a boy -- the girls need a little brother!</div><div>Agency: Dillon International (of course!)</div><div>Timeline: (laugh, laugh) Only God knows!</div><div><br /></div><div>Okay, sorry if my blog slacks a little over the next several months. I've been devoting most of my spare time to writing (not on my blog, obviously). I'm attempting to write a fiction novel. It's quite a big project, and it's one that I intend on finishing...unlike most things I start! I work a little bit everyday on my book (I'm writing my 4th chapter right now), so by the time blogging comes around, my creative juices are running on empty! </div><div><br /></div><div>I do promise to update the blog with pictures of the girls and progress on our adoption. There may not be much to each post, but at least I'll give ya the good stuff!<br /></div><div><br /></div><div>God bless & please pray for our new journey!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div>angie tuckerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10062514609273569119noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713490054762504232.post-59266000268753739052009-03-18T12:02:00.000-07:002009-05-07T08:01:31.336-07:00Live To Tell...My Life in ITunes...and...Captain Morgan<div>I'm back! Things have been crazy, but I'm back. </div><div><br /></div>-----------------<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;"><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">I never do these things, but this one I thought was fun! </span></div><div><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">My Life in Itunes<br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">RULES:<br />1. Put your iTunes, Windows Media Player, etc. on shuffle.<br />2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.<br />3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS.<br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">4. Have Fun!</span></span></span><br /><br />1<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">. IF SOMEONE SAYS 'ARE YOU OKAY' YOU SAY?<br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">The Right Place (by Taylor Hicks)</span><br /><br />2. HOW WOULD YOU DESCRIBE YOURSELF<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">It's No Good (by Depeche Mode)</span><br /><br />3. WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Don't Stop Me Now (by Queen)</span><br /><br />4. HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Lump (by The Presidents of the United States of America) -- "Lumpy" is more like it.</span><br /><br />5. WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">That's What I Believe (by Donnie McClurkin)</span><br /><br />6. WHAT'S YOUR MOTTO?<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Something Fine (by Jackson Browne)</span><br /><br />7. WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Interstate Love Song (by Stone Temple Pilots)</span><br /><br />8. WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">This Is The Last Time (by Keane) --- This is my personal favorite!</span><br /><br />9. WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Eric's Song (by 12 Stones) -- Eric is my brother's name</span><br /><br />10. WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Syrup & Honey (by Duffy)</span><br /><br />11. WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Easy To Love (by Ben Webster) -- We'll have to ask Dustin about that one...</span><br /><br />12. WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">He'll Do Whatever It Takes (by Phillips, Craig & Dean)</span><br /><br />13. WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Jindi Mahi (by Panjabi MC) -- That's fitting (India is heaven)...at the dinner afterwards they better be serving Indian food as well!<br /></span><br />14. WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">White Christmas (by Bing Crosby) - I love Christmas!<br /></span><br />15. WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR?<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">One Day I'll Fly Away (by Nicole Kidman - Moulin Rouge) -- Huh, don't fear flying yet...</span><br /><br />16. WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">God (by OutKast) -- That's right...that's my secret power!</span><br /><br />17. WHAT DO YOU WANT RIGHT NOW?<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Overnight Male (by George Straight) -- Busted! Just kidding, what?</span><br /><br />18. WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">If You Ask (by Faith Hill)</span><br /><br />19. WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Live To Tell by Madonna</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">________________________________</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></div><div>This is great. WITHOUT ANY prompting, ask your child these questions and write down EXACTLY what they say. It is a great way to find out what they really think. <br /><br />Mia - Age 3</div><div><br />1. What is something mom always says to you?<br /></div><div>"It's not okay to hit.<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">"</span><br /><br />2. What makes mom happy?<br />"Doing the right thing<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">."</span><br /><br />3. What makes mom sad?<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">"</span>When I stick out my tongue<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">."</span><br /><br />4. What was your mom like as a child?<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">"</span>Tiny<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">."</span><br /><br />5. How old is your mom?<br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">"</span>Three<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">." (three and three is more like it...)</span><br /><br />6. How tall is your mom?<br />"Big."<br /><br />7. What is her favorite thing to do?<br />"Go outside."</div><div><br />8. What does your mom do when you're not around?<br />"Cook."<br /><br />11. What is your mom really good at?<br />"Working on the computer." (ouch)<br /><br />12. What is your mom not very good at?<br />"Going to the zoo." -- (It's true, I hate the zoo...well, the animal part of the zoo. They all seem SO depressed.)<br /><br />13. What does your mom do for a job?<br />"Work with daddy."<br /><br />14.What is your mom's favorite food?<br />"Broccoli, Chicken and Captain Morgan." -- First of all, let me tell you that I laughed until I cried, cried, cried when she said that! Where in the world did she hear about Captain Morgan (for those that don't know - that's alcohol)? I prodded her for more information and finally she said that Captain Morgan was a character on Scooby Doo. She had just watched it at her cousin's house over the weekend. But, for her to put it all together, this random little tid bit that effortlessly flowed out of her mouth could have gotten mommy a call from our local department of children's services! Honest, I've never touched the stuff...now, there <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">are</span> days when I think the good Captain and I should strike up a warm and lasting friendship, but honest...I've never met him!<br /><br />15. Where is your mom's favorite place to go?<br />"Target" -- That's my girl!<br /><br /></div><div>Pics from San Antonio!</div><div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic1VUOiH_q6eC-8GZRb-JY2VhvchmRIBEbNgKQAmNLf6ysm9LQG7Jyp1qyl3G6inMT4wN1U8EU1W5MLd_NgpT_F3upRpdTepUxgQdv76s_wb0GUrLdHuiA1mGJwg43Zh6JcG1HykPm8_E/s1600-h/DSC_0683.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic1VUOiH_q6eC-8GZRb-JY2VhvchmRIBEbNgKQAmNLf6ysm9LQG7Jyp1qyl3G6inMT4wN1U8EU1W5MLd_NgpT_F3upRpdTepUxgQdv76s_wb0GUrLdHuiA1mGJwg43Zh6JcG1HykPm8_E/s320/DSC_0683.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333076627766320034" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoBmi4QhQqHrwn6lXc1lWwUaHCfyrdypbouXJ-hhdYpHrWoALlOHFBaChnl8C9UFxEpbtDnvDwlsycZXGa6gXIKdp-vlsQbO3iOuPEZcbtP81dGDDdJdePDtzXa2fh6udKqrzyEQasYSo/s1600-h/DSC_0645.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoBmi4QhQqHrwn6lXc1lWwUaHCfyrdypbouXJ-hhdYpHrWoALlOHFBaChnl8C9UFxEpbtDnvDwlsycZXGa6gXIKdp-vlsQbO3iOuPEZcbtP81dGDDdJdePDtzXa2fh6udKqrzyEQasYSo/s320/DSC_0645.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333076617919863426" /></a>Taken after a long hot day at Six Flags...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz4B5d1m2K5bEKoML2qBltPcqyJnYSU1qiyYBApI8zmlW9BRGgnvliq2OiArqv-HGEqITUB5HJP0kDi5FdW1WO63nmpBdyZkDQDSfdmqgn8K3E0LJtTRFES7HKFQOdkCGnxshrcUffZoo/s1600-h/DSC_0859_2.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz4B5d1m2K5bEKoML2qBltPcqyJnYSU1qiyYBApI8zmlW9BRGgnvliq2OiArqv-HGEqITUB5HJP0kDi5FdW1WO63nmpBdyZkDQDSfdmqgn8K3E0LJtTRFES7HKFQOdkCGnxshrcUffZoo/s320/DSC_0859_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333076613864150130" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirrROfuZgENhkAZoogwgsxSBjVqdMA8JUP1Q_DyYDdnPmSkrxnzd7EIUxQExkYSaPwqEZ6lB69CeAMXkl476x1xeIQ2WWTlO5M_x-IwN-XT32AEaDgxSAymoCiuTdt1WpyVRH5O9pl518/s1600-h/DSC_0843_2.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirrROfuZgENhkAZoogwgsxSBjVqdMA8JUP1Q_DyYDdnPmSkrxnzd7EIUxQExkYSaPwqEZ6lB69CeAMXkl476x1xeIQ2WWTlO5M_x-IwN-XT32AEaDgxSAymoCiuTdt1WpyVRH5O9pl518/s320/DSC_0843_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333076608965369666" /></a>Mia fed the dolphins!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW9WNWpUBoWVjZsAcasRCXs96M17ZXma0TBCfd9a_sDRwiK_Jh7TD9IMI8WkAfNj95REhWZqLGz7omslq3OpqLLlqt0OQv8F7QsDPBTL2g1eH0FQU4nsw7XERSkr2Db_VYbkRjhG07ezE/s1600-h/DSC_0773.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW9WNWpUBoWVjZsAcasRCXs96M17ZXma0TBCfd9a_sDRwiK_Jh7TD9IMI8WkAfNj95REhWZqLGz7omslq3OpqLLlqt0OQv8F7QsDPBTL2g1eH0FQU4nsw7XERSkr2Db_VYbkRjhG07ezE/s320/DSC_0773.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333079598599238850" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeTOXzF76_j6-ZoOHzQNYZMvM6pdFCExXkGveTlaxyxzdSYE1hzbRRZU8ct54cu0U1zTTVed2YhXhUDBEuc3l42PxhRQA71bnw88G7kmBQLmQR4jdhFo5bFGPfyl3afouhKq3dXJHDK6E/s1600-h/DSC_0789.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeTOXzF76_j6-ZoOHzQNYZMvM6pdFCExXkGveTlaxyxzdSYE1hzbRRZU8ct54cu0U1zTTVed2YhXhUDBEuc3l42PxhRQA71bnw88G7kmBQLmQR4jdhFo5bFGPfyl3afouhKq3dXJHDK6E/s320/DSC_0789.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333079593351670274" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_Pk6Qec3Pb13WV5BtWyDH_8tNTuOAVXjPhyphenhyphengAzKkyLDZKPvbvnW9xHqIDA4n5YBr9GX2AUXI3FxEu4_yV4Po_9ySwg4gmM_w60REKMisepptpDfNtdx0Y5N7ZMFS5bNmCxVwTy45DoBg/s1600-h/DSC_0736.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_Pk6Qec3Pb13WV5BtWyDH_8tNTuOAVXjPhyphenhyphengAzKkyLDZKPvbvnW9xHqIDA4n5YBr9GX2AUXI3FxEu4_yV4Po_9ySwg4gmM_w60REKMisepptpDfNtdx0Y5N7ZMFS5bNmCxVwTy45DoBg/s320/DSC_0736.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333079591194236418" /></a>Seeing Shamu...nervous and delighted! Emy was so scared, she clung to me with her back facing Shamu for the entire show!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_jSjL4i48n9fuM__BHPHUZG40SIrdwNC0MvQOVtD1NLUCIQfm1Ik1mz1hcDwPdzFwDhAn6GNHEnrZKSfB7aclrA-qGoGlwpi_4-Mu_Mqd1WFzXwteyVpBlx2zc_anp9BIXQIyYA2EMWE/s1600-h/DSC_0703.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_jSjL4i48n9fuM__BHPHUZG40SIrdwNC0MvQOVtD1NLUCIQfm1Ik1mz1hcDwPdzFwDhAn6GNHEnrZKSfB7aclrA-qGoGlwpi_4-Mu_Mqd1WFzXwteyVpBlx2zc_anp9BIXQIyYA2EMWE/s320/DSC_0703.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333079578927253106" /></a>Emy and my brother...(My brother and his wife Hiley joined us on the trip).<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYDfM_cxRUdnlDJYylZEhyphenhyphenAmsNCZ-wJgXbunUzuHSmvv8Tx7fky533ZIbC-gpXV6Riw6u2BSuFM8WDLs092TEIDtbIMwWfDjykwsLFZoaq9nHFvUKmqC5xwx6BD3C9yhtbkzN3aPJdu2A/s1600-h/DSC_0654.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYDfM_cxRUdnlDJYylZEhyphenhyphenAmsNCZ-wJgXbunUzuHSmvv8Tx7fky533ZIbC-gpXV6Riw6u2BSuFM8WDLs092TEIDtbIMwWfDjykwsLFZoaq9nHFvUKmqC5xwx6BD3C9yhtbkzN3aPJdu2A/s320/DSC_0654.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333079577569935282" /></a><br /><br /></div>angie tuckerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10062514609273569119noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713490054762504232.post-49287350499290611652009-03-06T08:54:00.000-08:002009-03-06T09:39:12.471-08:00143,000,000 orphansDon't know anything about these organizations, but the videos are great. You may need a tissue or two...I did!<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/g6WEcrfCIwI&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/g6WEcrfCIwI&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k6DqND_iECs&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k6DqND_iECs&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6BQYhBOWgi0&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6BQYhBOWgi0&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />Quote for the day:<br /><span style="font-style:italic;">"Each one of them is Jesus in disguise." </span><br />-- Mother Teresaangie tuckerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10062514609273569119noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-713490054762504232.post-90800723729189020252009-02-24T12:10:00.000-08:002009-02-24T13:16:49.519-08:00Hollywood Loves India!Okay, I don't need to say anything about Slumdog. If you've read my blog, you know my love for this movie! Good to see that Hollywood got it right this time! They rarely get <em>anything</em> right!<br /><br />"Smile Pinki" won for best short documentary. I hadn't heard about this one, but I'm gonna track it down! I first heard about "Born Into Brothels" via the Oscars (BIB won for best documentary) so I guess watching the Oscars has <em>some</em> benefit!<br /><br /><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6xZzgUC4CDU&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6xZzgUC4CDU&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />If you haven't seen this documentary yet, go rent it. Dustin and I had to go to the Art Museum downtown to watch it, but when it came out on video we bought it. Here's Born Into Brothels:<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JEYo0eGmzIs&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JEYo0eGmzIs&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />If any of you saw the Oscars, I hope you caught the performances by A.R. Rahman (two of the three songs up for best original song were his). The performance included what I would guess as about 20-30 female dancers dressed in beautiful, traditional Indian clothes who danced to "O...Saya." They were later joined by the same number of male dancers and they all danced to the song that eventually won, "Jai Ho." I must say, Mia and I like "O...Saya", but "Jai Ho" is fun. Mia calls "O...Saya" the drum song. She always wants to hear the drum song! Anyway, it did my heart good to see a small part of Indian culture being celebrated in America for all the world to see!<br /><br />From the second she came home, I have always played Indian music for her. She has her favorites and requests them all the time. I hope I'm able to make Indian music just some of the sounds of her childhood. I want it to be so familiar that she doesn't think twice when hearing it. I must say, it is no great sacrifice for me to listen to it! I'm a fan!<br /><br />To change the subject a bit...move over Barack Obama...Mia has a new crush! More details to come...angie tuckerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10062514609273569119noreply@blogger.com2