<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:45:30.841-06:00</updated><category term='daughter quote'/><category term='Lucey and D.'/><category term='Lucey Pictures'/><category term='Papa'/><category term='Prom 2011'/><category term='New Reception'/><category term='Ball&apos;s 2011'/><category term='Gifts'/><category term='Army Life'/><category term='New Year&apos;s Eve 2011'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='Confirmation'/><category term='Nana and Papa Visit'/><category term='AUSA Ball'/><category term='Family Pictures'/><category term='Family Fun'/><category term='Travel'/><category term='sports'/><category term='my blog'/><category term='Lucey&apos;s Surgery'/><category term='Easter 2009'/><category term='Lucey'/><category term='decor'/><category term='Band Concert'/><category term='Lucey&apos;s Medical'/><category term='Lucey Dance'/><category term='Christmas 2008'/><category term='Army Events'/><category term='Wrestling'/><category term='Adam Activities'/><category term='soccer'/><category term='wordless wednesday'/><category term='Illness'/><category term='School Activities'/><category term='Photography'/><category term='Beth&apos;s Birthday'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='fall'/><category term='Boy Scouts'/><category term='Vacation'/><category term='Ft. 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Sill House'/><category term='Grandma Thelma'/><category term='China Trip'/><category term='track'/><category term='Andrew'/><category term='Ron'/><category term='Thankful Thursday'/><category term='Awards'/><category term='Super Bowl'/><category term='Home'/><category term='Adam'/><category term='shoes'/><category term='Nana'/><category term='Andrew and Christian'/><category term='Christmas 2011'/><category term='Adam and Lin'/><category term='The Boys'/><category term='Company'/><category term='friendship'/><category term='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><category term='Twins'/><category term='Anniversary'/><category term='dentist'/><category term='Piano Recital Dec. 2011'/><category term='Lucey Therapy'/><category term='Christmas 2010'/><category term='Football'/><category term='Shower'/><category term='Mother&apos;s Day'/><category term='Marfans'/><title type='text'>The Tucker Troops</title><subtitle type='html'>Three Men And A Little Lady</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>303</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-177630443387877979</id><published>2012-02-14T10:43:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T11:32:53.588-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lucey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day!</title><content type='html'>Loving my precious family this day and everyday....praying that they feel the Love of Jesus as they take each step today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ma0r6hrDNnM/TzqUZx7GQiI/AAAAAAAAEno/6IaQelPqviA/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 303px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709038648264376866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ma0r6hrDNnM/TzqUZx7GQiI/AAAAAAAAEno/6IaQelPqviA/s400/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chocolate chip muffins to start their day.  {They were a healthy version}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2WoolBHjl-k/TzqUKLkU3AI/AAAAAAAAEnc/dKtqKv8Wxko/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 356px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709038380270279682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2WoolBHjl-k/TzqUKLkU3AI/AAAAAAAAEnc/dKtqKv8Wxko/s400/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My love brought me beautiful red roses.  Thank you, Ron!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; and I have been working on this little craft project.  While she was sick, this kept us occupied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jf6wVxPIQEI/TzqT3mXBHrI/AAAAAAAAEnQ/eLN6i0Z-d8M/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709038061044702898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Jf6wVxPIQEI/TzqT3mXBHrI/AAAAAAAAEnQ/eLN6i0Z-d8M/s400/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She loves to cut!  She is quite good with her scissors too. She is careful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RQOx8sbpZlA/TzqTWHr0LVI/AAAAAAAAEnE/zirnXdjG9cI/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709037485874752850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RQOx8sbpZlA/TzqTWHr0LVI/AAAAAAAAEnE/zirnXdjG9cI/s400/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;cardboard&lt;/span&gt; heart is ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ssS3w7-kLSo/TzqS13I4_qI/AAAAAAAAEm4/1w2qOpu7mCo/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709036931677486754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ssS3w7-kLSo/TzqS13I4_qI/AAAAAAAAEm4/1w2qOpu7mCo/s400/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We have three colors of tissue paper....red, dark pink, and light pink.  I wonder how many tissue paper squares we cut for this endeavor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ihhszzTAZ8o/TzqSR45lXmI/AAAAAAAAEms/FOLNwajJF6Y/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709036313674866274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ihhszzTAZ8o/TzqSR45lXmI/AAAAAAAAEms/FOLNwajJF6Y/s400/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Have you ever worked on a float or made other projects requiring &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pomping&lt;/span&gt;? We used the end of a pencil, wrapped our tissue paper square around the end and dipped our tissue in glue.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; loved doing this.  I must be a little nuts...not remembering how time consuming this is.  I think I made our cardboard heart a little too big.  ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7AO0WqVmbrE/TzqR2ghMLeI/AAAAAAAAEmg/5uU5NqENuBs/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709035843273633250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7AO0WqVmbrE/TzqR2ghMLeI/AAAAAAAAEmg/5uU5NqENuBs/s400/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It took a few days.....every so often we would sit and pomp.  It was a blessed time with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt;.  She is such a talker and there is always so much to talk about.  These times with her are so precious to me.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; and I love the song by Taylor Swift...."Never Grow Up."  The words can choke me up.  For &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt;--she just loves the tune and when she sings it...she sounds so cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Oh darling, don't you ever grow up, don't you ever grow up, just stay this little. Oh darling, don't you ever grow up. Don't you ever grow up, it could stay this simple&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lWUdt1xd1vg/TzqQ9TmzfpI/AAAAAAAAEmU/gDC6W5wG0Ps/s1600/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 272px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709034860554976914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lWUdt1xd1vg/TzqQ9TmzfpI/AAAAAAAAEmU/gDC6W5wG0Ps/s400/039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The final project complete and hanging on our living room mirror.  Whew...I don't know that I will ever do this project again but I will always remember my time with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; when I hang this up over the years to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d9E_syGyLMY/TzqQh1-0DAI/AAAAAAAAEmI/gn3-3ZzskGQ/s1600/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709034388746144770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d9E_syGyLMY/TzqQh1-0DAI/AAAAAAAAEmI/gn3-3ZzskGQ/s400/045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wishing you the love of Christ on this Valentine's Day!  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-177630443387877979?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/177630443387877979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=177630443387877979&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/177630443387877979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/177630443387877979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2012/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentine&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ma0r6hrDNnM/TzqUZx7GQiI/AAAAAAAAEno/6IaQelPqviA/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-7336655260853182233</id><published>2012-02-14T06:28:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-14T06:57:59.836-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lucey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snow'/><title type='text'>Snow Princess</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ScCBq4PyKNc/TzpXPjP05rI/AAAAAAAAEl8/elZ0k0x2HBc/s1600/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 311px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708971402316801714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ScCBq4PyKNc/TzpXPjP05rI/AAAAAAAAEl8/elZ0k0x2HBc/s400/028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It snowed on Sunday night.  We woke up to about a 2 inch layer of the best snow to make a snow ball with.  Little miss Lu could not wait to make a snowman. Or should I say snow princess.  We went to her room and found the accessories.  Isn't she beautiful.  :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aCkZIsnaLlA/TzpWiXD3EGI/AAAAAAAAElw/WsH6I3K0kFM/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 399px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708970625951273058" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aCkZIsnaLlA/TzpWiXD3EGI/AAAAAAAAElw/WsH6I3K0kFM/s400/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This little snow princess is most beautiful!  Rolling the ball of snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xWgWh-m9gbU/TzpWK86yGiI/AAAAAAAAElk/yZVZ-BE0Tpw/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 352px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708970223796886050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xWgWh-m9gbU/TzpWK86yGiI/AAAAAAAAElk/yZVZ-BE0Tpw/s400/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Very heavy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2UMrxcn2HKQ/TzpVZuKaBHI/AAAAAAAAElY/f7w5Twhg2xs/s1600/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708969378022294642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2UMrxcn2HKQ/TzpVZuKaBHI/AAAAAAAAElY/f7w5Twhg2xs/s400/023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just about complete....the pink gloves made the outfit!  See above photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jl9ZbQ52KTU/TzpU1ToELiI/AAAAAAAAElM/O_okOqmuG0Q/s1600/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G9Qcv-hLocE/TzpUJb5kWQI/AAAAAAAAElA/S2iq2dCk5Js/s1600/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5708967998730295554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G9Qcv-hLocE/TzpUJb5kWQI/AAAAAAAAElA/S2iq2dCk5Js/s400/034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"I've fallen and I can't get up!"  Our snow creation only lasted 4 hours.  The sun came out and warm temperatures began rolling in.  I explained to Lucey that this was going to happen.  She was such a good sport.  She was okay with this.  We laughed!!!  Lucey makes everything so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-7336655260853182233?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/7336655260853182233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=7336655260853182233&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/7336655260853182233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/7336655260853182233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2012/02/snow-princess.html' title='Snow Princess'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ScCBq4PyKNc/TzpXPjP05rI/AAAAAAAAEl8/elZ0k0x2HBc/s72-c/028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-7134385654278565814</id><published>2012-02-09T07:51:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T08:43:47.881-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Juicing For Health</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oaFBOyOk3Nc/TzPTkNFF4GI/AAAAAAAAEk0/dyD_2kELmRw/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 323px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707137771748319330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oaFBOyOk3Nc/TzPTkNFF4GI/AAAAAAAAEk0/dyD_2kELmRw/s400/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last October Ron ordered a juicer.  He did a lot of research and found the one with the best reviews and lowest cost --making sure we would actually use the thing.  It really was not that expensive and, so far, it has worked beautifully...it even juices greens well.  Ron and I are sliding towards that big number.....and it does not begin with a 2, 3 or 4!  :-)  Ron turns that big milestone this year and he is very proud if it.  (I love his attitude...I'm not quite as enthusiastic about that number as he is...I'm just not going to think about.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway.....The above picture is of one of the first recipes out of his juicer.  Sweet potatoes, an apple, carrots, and some greens.  I had some Cinnamon from an Amish Farm that I had visited in Kansas and we sprinkled some on.  It was so delicious!!!  The kids loved it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ron does everything in a big way.  He went into research mode and specifically looked into recipes that would focus in on each of our health concerns.  I'm so appreciative of that.  He researched the heck out of my health and it's "female" in nature if you get my drift.  I think he knows more about me that I do.  So he added black strap molasses (organic, unsulfered) to our mix along with some Apple cider Vinegar (organic, with the mother...are you laughing?  We were until we researched...."the mother"...it all makes sense) to a few of our juices. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--G7bJQNFY4g/TzPTaYiWC3I/AAAAAAAAEko/BWjlIi-5Jpg/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 377px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707137603025111922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--G7bJQNFY4g/TzPTaYiWC3I/AAAAAAAAEko/BWjlIi-5Jpg/s400/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He quickly learned it was going to take a whole lot of produce to make a pitcher of juice....because he can't just make one glass.  Remember...everything in a big way!  But with our house full, it does not sit in the refrigerator long.  Andrew and Christian have asthma and allergies so he researched that.  We've made some big changes to their diet and they have been fairly compliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z6Kc7hkpvhA/TzPTPTl173I/AAAAAAAAEkc/mYWqbZWS_D0/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 372px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707137412719046514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-z6Kc7hkpvhA/TzPTPTl173I/AAAAAAAAEkc/mYWqbZWS_D0/s400/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In November we had some very good friends stop by for a night.  They have a big organic farm and they brought us TONS of fresh produce to include a lot of beets.  I was not too excited about the beets but Ron loved them and they are so healthy.  I wish I had a picture of the big pumpkin they brought...it was huge!!!  Yes....Ron juiced most of that too!  It was good!  They also brought us a BUNCH of apples!  Apples make every juice palatable.  Especially the greens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uKxDtF2GpLs/TzPRsG7FGWI/AAAAAAAAEkQ/GAJJmwQQj2s/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 266px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707135708511410530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uKxDtF2GpLs/TzPRsG7FGWI/AAAAAAAAEkQ/GAJJmwQQj2s/s400/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RNrrYW9ohhU/TzPRr56uuBI/AAAAAAAAEkE/djf-p-mclLg/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 266px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707135705020282898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RNrrYW9ohhU/TzPRr56uuBI/AAAAAAAAEkE/djf-p-mclLg/s400/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When Adam came home in December we introduced him to the juicer (I should come up with a cute name for him (the juicier....not Adam) since he has become such a huge part of our family.  Adam loves to make fun of us...in a polite, sarcastic kind of way &lt;rolling eyes="" my=""&gt;....and he had some funny things to say about our altered diet (and our age).  But he had fun juicing with Ron (we all take turns...Lucey is his most faithful helper) and quickly enjoyed sipping juice with us.&lt;/rolling&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rhflp44TZEQ/TzPQwAdHUPI/AAAAAAAAEj4/ORqyypf31zg/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 359px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707134675982962930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rhflp44TZEQ/TzPQwAdHUPI/AAAAAAAAEj4/ORqyypf31zg/s400/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Like I said....Ron can't just make one glass or one pitcher...he makes two and three pitchers at a time.  I just let him go with it.  He also does all the clean up.  I love my guy!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kay--if you are reading this I wanted you to know I specifically was thinking of you and your juicing when I wrote this post.  If we still lived across the street...we would have to swap recipes and sip juice together!  Please know I think about you and pray for you all the time!  We miss you both!  I hope you don't mind me asking all those who stop by here today to say a prayer for you.  That was on my heart!  xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-7134385654278565814?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/7134385654278565814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=7134385654278565814&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/7134385654278565814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/7134385654278565814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2012/02/juicing-for-health.html' title='Juicing For Health'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oaFBOyOk3Nc/TzPTkNFF4GI/AAAAAAAAEk0/dyD_2kELmRw/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-7118135623699932466</id><published>2012-02-08T09:41:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T10:30:21.535-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lucey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lucey medical advice'/><title type='text'>The Crud</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K1hFExDSnT4/TzKYCd2GUyI/AAAAAAAAEjs/ZezHpxKFOVU/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 392px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5706790845970535202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K1hFExDSnT4/TzKYCd2GUyI/AAAAAAAAEjs/ZezHpxKFOVU/s400/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Crud--every year we get some version of an upper respiratory infection and, at some point, we all end up with it.  Last week it started with Christian.  Towards the weekend the rest of us were feeling achy and not quite well.  Christian missed one day of school last week.  Andrew missed on Monday.  I have laryngitis...every infection I get always starts there and then moves down.  Poor Miss Lu is so congested and has an ear infection.  Andrew is back at school.  I'm feeling a wee bit better and Miss Lu, I think she is finally feeling a little bit better too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I'm really struggling with is whether to give her the antibiotic?  Yesterday I took her to the pediatrician and he said she had the beginning of an ear infection.  I really don't want to give her the antibiotic.  But, with just one ear, what to do?  She was supposed to get a tube in that precious ear last October but ended up having the emergency surgery on her teeth last September moving up the date for surgery and the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ENT&lt;/span&gt; was not able to squeeze time in to put the tube in.  I'm not sure if this makes any sense....so....anyway.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I would give her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kefir&lt;/span&gt; for the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;probiotic&lt;/span&gt; (while giving her the prescription) and then read that I can't give this to her while on the antibiotic.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ooops&lt;/span&gt;....  if I decide to give her the antibiotic then I will give her the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;probiotic&lt;/span&gt; after she completes the entire 10 day course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really respect the advice written &lt;a href="http://articles.mercola.com/sites/articles/archive/2003/06/18/antibiotics-bacteria.aspx"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on Dr. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mercola's&lt;/span&gt; site.....&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mercola.com/"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mercola&lt;/span&gt;.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any suggestions? Do you give your kids antibiotics for ear infections?  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; also started swim lessons last week and was doing so well.  Of course we have not been this week.  She is so disappointed.  Mom's of kiddos with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;microtia&lt;/span&gt;...what do you do?  Do you go the added extra mile to protect that one ear?  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; had so many ear infections last winter and spring....I thought the tube would be the answer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for your help!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS...&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey's&lt;/span&gt; lips and nose are so sore...she loves her Hello Kitty &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;chap stick&lt;/span&gt;...I think that's safe enough.  ;-) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSS...Ron has been on a business trip for the past 8 days.  He is coming home today!  I'm so happy.  I told him he may want to wear a mask.  :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-7118135623699932466?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/7118135623699932466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=7118135623699932466&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/7118135623699932466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/7118135623699932466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2012/02/crud.html' title='The Crud'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K1hFExDSnT4/TzKYCd2GUyI/AAAAAAAAEjs/ZezHpxKFOVU/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-5129282938092477887</id><published>2012-02-07T22:34:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T22:54:28.572-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ft. Sill House'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Max'/><title type='text'>A Welcome Change</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bcn2qU2K5jI/TzH9ndThtPI/AAAAAAAAEjg/6btLE4LtfDI/s1600/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 283px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5706621057178383602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bcn2qU2K5jI/TzH9ndThtPI/AAAAAAAAEjg/6btLE4LtfDI/s400/019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I finally took down my pine wreath...those darn pine needles were collecting on my rug. I think it was time to say-goodbye.  Not to mention it's February.  I remembered I had this pretty metal decorative cone in the basement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sxwsjkdIY3Q/TzH9fqD91wI/AAAAAAAAEjU/-SFSV8GnUjI/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 248px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5706620923163825922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sxwsjkdIY3Q/TzH9fqD91wI/AAAAAAAAEjU/-SFSV8GnUjI/s400/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I added a pink ribbon in honor of valentine's Day.  A little touch of Spring to the entry way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-umSIjT16UeA/TzH9XbjKNiI/AAAAAAAAEjI/CYcoanrwtG4/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 396px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5706620781829174818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-umSIjT16UeA/TzH9XbjKNiI/AAAAAAAAEjI/CYcoanrwtG4/s400/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I couldn't resist adding this cute picture of sweet old Max.  I was at the table adding pictures to my computer and there he sat--waiting for some attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-5129282938092477887?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/5129282938092477887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=5129282938092477887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/5129282938092477887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/5129282938092477887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2012/02/welcome-change.html' title='A Welcome Change'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bcn2qU2K5jI/TzH9ndThtPI/AAAAAAAAEjg/6btLE4LtfDI/s72-c/019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-759615598374031248</id><published>2012-01-31T07:41:00.017-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T17:46:15.010-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lucey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Reception'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chinese New Year'/><title type='text'>Chinese New Year and New Year Reception</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We have had a great start to our New Year--My goal this New Year is trying to see the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Joy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in each day.  To be grateful and thankful and live into what the Lord has put before me.  We have another big year ahead of us and I think it's important that we live each day as it comes and not get caught up in always thinking about our next move.  We moved out of our last home just 7 months ago and into this home 6 months ago.  Currently I am preparing for our next move that takes place in just 4 months. So as I enjoy our current location; I'm also purging (which I do love to do) and organizing to make our next move easier.  Our kiddos are really looking forward to moving to a new part of the country....I'm grateful that they see the positive in our Military life style.  They are also loving their school and friends.  Both have kept us very busy traveling around Oklahoma to watch them play basketball for their school.  In fact, just last night they won their game---state quarter-finals!  They play Thursday in the Semi-finals.  I've been traveling 180 miles round trip with Lucey.  Thursday will be the same.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We celebrated Chinese New Years with friends we met at Sam's Club.  Their sweet girl is exactly the same age as Lucey.  They invited us to Oklahoma City with their group of families who have adopted from China.  We had an amazing time of fellowship, crafts, food and fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O0LQaLGKd2Y/TygCYbmTlrI/AAAAAAAAEio/xym25TETGVk/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703811546813273778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O0LQaLGKd2Y/TygCYbmTlrI/AAAAAAAAEio/xym25TETGVk/s400/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lucey was so excited to put on her dress that Ron bought for her almost 3 years ago.  I'm so glad it still fits her...barely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xjNuer6Tv3A/TygCYNbyzBI/AAAAAAAAEiU/fSnyQtP1KQ4/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703811543011085330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xjNuer6Tv3A/TygCYNbyzBI/AAAAAAAAEiU/fSnyQtP1KQ4/s400/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a little chilly when we arrived to Lu kept her coat on as she colored a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cajxGTxKibE/TygCX6Fk1oI/AAAAAAAAEiM/lXJPVeBBLhQ/s1600/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703811537817622146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cajxGTxKibE/TygCX6Fk1oI/AAAAAAAAEiM/lXJPVeBBLhQ/s400/021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then on to her dragon mask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rKpcXPWI3Do/Tyf_dTUrRmI/AAAAAAAAEiA/Iuq5cb_d7PM/s1600/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703808331956307554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rKpcXPWI3Do/Tyf_dTUrRmI/AAAAAAAAEiA/Iuq5cb_d7PM/s400/025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids had so much fun doing the dragon dance.  Lucey brings up the rear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NT8j0CjefRk/Tyf-FvnmTlI/AAAAAAAAEh0/TMhsPTWD8aM/s1600/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 339px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703806827723378258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NT8j0CjefRk/Tyf-FvnmTlI/AAAAAAAAEh0/TMhsPTWD8aM/s400/028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I put leggings on her to keep her little legs warm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IRHC0e92kCI/Tyf-FZWKR-I/AAAAAAAAEho/NbxhPQYwOUg/s1600/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 374px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703806821744658402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IRHC0e92kCI/Tyf-FZWKR-I/AAAAAAAAEho/NbxhPQYwOUg/s400/031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love the big dragon mask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bIe6Y8Rzfb8/Tyf9OVZaXkI/AAAAAAAAEhc/wfjErNVoo-4/s1600/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 397px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703805875791748674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bIe6Y8Rzfb8/Tyf9OVZaXkI/AAAAAAAAEhc/wfjErNVoo-4/s400/033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lucey got a little scared and needed to be comforted.  And that was way okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bHfyyMf93gU/Tyf8wMvyYzI/AAAAAAAAEhQ/03FHTQzrLck/s1600/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703805358073602866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bHfyyMf93gU/Tyf8wMvyYzI/AAAAAAAAEhQ/03FHTQzrLck/s400/035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Making a beaded necklace with Daddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a fun day!  I can't believe I didn't take any pictures of the yummy food!  With my Nikon injured....I'm not having as much fun taking  pictures.  I really need to send it off to be fixed.  :-(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a side note.....several neighbors gave treats to us at Christmas time.  I was so busy getting ready for Adam and enjoying time with my family that I neglected to bake and create for our new friends.  As a thank you, we made chocolate covered strawberries to send along with our thank yous....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k6YP_fkPJD4/Tyf7yhmr3II/AAAAAAAAEhE/6fBmUS-NzQs/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703804298520681602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k6YP_fkPJD4/Tyf7yhmr3II/AAAAAAAAEhE/6fBmUS-NzQs/s400/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Andrew made this batch.  They were so good!  He really had fun with it...rolling them in coconut and toffee bits.  We also did some with white chocolate that we drizzled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5jD6cQQGZzM/Tyf6bV5LRmI/AAAAAAAAEg4/dNmGdn7PlQc/s1600/strawberries%2B-%2BCopy.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 292px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703802800728393314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5jD6cQQGZzM/Tyf6bV5LRmI/AAAAAAAAEg4/dNmGdn7PlQc/s400/strawberries%2B-%2BCopy.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On January 7th we hosted a New Year's Reception for the Basic Officer Leadership Class.  Ron is mentoring these young 2nd Lieutenants.  We wanted to share with them Army tradition and etiquette.  I loved meeting all the young fresh faces.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is our dining room... we served a simple selection of finger foods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-54VK9IDsDxM/Tyf0IMJ9tAI/AAAAAAAAEgs/p6HVY7Lf8UI/s1600/042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703795874627171330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-54VK9IDsDxM/Tyf0IMJ9tAI/AAAAAAAAEgs/p6HVY7Lf8UI/s400/042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I set up a dessert table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fvxEuEzL14I/TyfzRRcOgoI/AAAAAAAAEgg/t85EMpf_OVY/s1600/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 315px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703794931153142402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fvxEuEzL14I/TyfzRRcOgoI/AAAAAAAAEgg/t85EMpf_OVY/s400/037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and drinks too.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1tOQvAYujhk/Tyfy_zEbLtI/AAAAAAAAEgU/u07B7Jor3xw/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 329px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703794630942469842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1tOQvAYujhk/Tyfy_zEbLtI/AAAAAAAAEgU/u07B7Jor3xw/s400/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is our living room....I have yet to give a tour of this historic home...I promise to do that before we move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xLmKO2BbW0w/TyfytCQER7I/AAAAAAAAEgI/jEgfnZxwXxs/s1600/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 288px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703794308600317874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xLmKO2BbW0w/TyfytCQER7I/AAAAAAAAEgI/jEgfnZxwXxs/s400/039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bWNOJ8ZOR9o/TyfyX2S-WcI/AAAAAAAAEf8/4bHuchf0QyE/s1600/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 254px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703793944614033858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bWNOJ8ZOR9o/TyfyX2S-WcI/AAAAAAAAEf8/4bHuchf0QyE/s400/043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Andrew took this picture with the old point and shoot...it's blurry but you get the idea.  Maybe the blur erases the wrinkles.  :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_XjuepLVqzc/TyfxIRleqZI/AAAAAAAAEfw/3wlWW5ZY_Oo/s1600/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703792577549871506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_XjuepLVqzc/TyfxIRleqZI/AAAAAAAAEfw/3wlWW5ZY_Oo/s400/045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ron keeps it easy going as he shares customs and traditions with the students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wLm4ENTBCrM/TyfwEFbxfHI/AAAAAAAAEfk/pB-UiZCDbRM/s1600/047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703791406056832114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wLm4ENTBCrM/TyfwEFbxfHI/AAAAAAAAEfk/pB-UiZCDbRM/s400/047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had 60 guests in all....3 groups of 20.  I'm so proud of  this newest group of officers (and a few spouses....they were so sweet).  I can tell each of them will become wonderful leaders.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a wonderful day....a lot of work...but all so worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be traveling with Lucey in three weeks to Ft. Gordon, GA for Adam's AIT graduation.  After graduation he will be coming home for a few months before he takes off for the university of Hawaii.  We are all so excited to have him here with us!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-759615598374031248?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/759615598374031248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=759615598374031248&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/759615598374031248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/759615598374031248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2012/01/chinese-new-year-and-new-year-reception.html' title='Chinese New Year and New Year Reception'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O0LQaLGKd2Y/TygCYbmTlrI/AAAAAAAAEio/xym25TETGVk/s72-c/013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-3513602893430316735</id><published>2011-12-31T21:32:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T22:42:24.948-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year&apos;s Eve 2011'/><title type='text'>A Quiet New Year's Eve</title><content type='html'>We had planned a progressive dinner party with our neighbors for this evening but one family has been struggling with the stomach flu this past week. We decided to post pone which was fine. With our whirl wind trip to Kansas City....we were all okay to once again snuggle in together for a quiet evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been promising Adam a trip to Mount Scott and lunch at Meers....voted by Bon Appetit Magazine, Food Network, Travelocity, and numerous other groups as one of the best hamburgers in America. They use lean, grass fed beef. I agree....a terrific hamburger. That's what we did this afternoon. The building is old, has a lot of history....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sXDjRuAUoYk/Tv_XCifhGNI/AAAAAAAAEfY/EF4tlPPNvGM/s1600/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692504892638304466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sXDjRuAUoYk/Tv_XCifhGNI/AAAAAAAAEfY/EF4tlPPNvGM/s400/024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had to wait in a bit of a line. Similar to waiting for a ride at a theme park. The line wrapped around the "store" on an uneven floor. Very charming. ;-) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WT3d1RKePzw/Tv_WrcSW6gI/AAAAAAAAEfM/MCDiCwqszuA/s1600/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692504495835507202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WT3d1RKePzw/Tv_WrcSW6gI/AAAAAAAAEfM/MCDiCwqszuA/s400/019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d8pBcFJgwH8/Tv_WLmEYsQI/AAAAAAAAEfA/aRJ29YSL13s/s1600/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 280px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692503948705444098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d8pBcFJgwH8/Tv_WLmEYsQI/AAAAAAAAEfA/aRJ29YSL13s/s400/021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We didn't have to wait to long. It was all worth it. Adam thoroughly enjoyed his 1/2 pound burger and fried pickles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eKnoL1rpseg/Tv_VxJt69mI/AAAAAAAAEe0/EeRi7kz1rxs/s1600/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692503494418429538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eKnoL1rpseg/Tv_VxJt69mI/AAAAAAAAEe0/EeRi7kz1rxs/s400/023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucey passed out on our way up the mountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-87gO62I8XC4/Tv_VKrVvBtI/AAAAAAAAEeo/oXR_ttmh0ik/s1600/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692502833428891346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-87gO62I8XC4/Tv_VKrVvBtI/AAAAAAAAEeo/oXR_ttmh0ik/s400/027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The day was beautiful, sunny and 75 degrees. The sunset was pretty....but, as we arrived at the top of Mount Scott the wind was gusting. The car was shaking like I have never felt before. I decided to stay in the car with the sleeping beauty. The guys got out but stayed away from the edge. I was happy about that. Then one of the tourist's motorcycles blew over. His helmet, gloves and glasses went flying over the edge of the mountain. It took three big guys to pick up his bike. I felt so bad for him. In town the wind has been gusting to 45 MPH....I'm sure it was stronger at the peak. Lucey would have been blown away. I'm so glad we stayed put. The guys only lasted 5 minutes or so and we headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E46fXen3Yd0/Tv_URpDBIKI/AAAAAAAAEec/ayLqrzotIO4/s1600/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692501853560971426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E46fXen3Yd0/Tv_URpDBIKI/AAAAAAAAEec/ayLqrzotIO4/s400/029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We watched Winnie The Pooh with Lucey and enjoyed Key Lime Pie. Then a kiss for Daddy and a Happy New Year wish and off to bed. With Lucey in bed we are enjoying a show, Sherlock, a modern day Sherlock Holmes. This British series aired on the BBC in 2010. It is clever and keeping us entertained. The second set of 3 is scheduled to premier tomorrow. We can't wait!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So with that....I hope you are having a wonderful New Year's Eve with the ones you love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy 2012!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;See you next year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-3513602893430316735?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/3513602893430316735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=3513602893430316735&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/3513602893430316735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/3513602893430316735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2011/12/quiet-new-years-eve.html' title='A Quiet New Year&apos;s Eve'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sXDjRuAUoYk/Tv_XCifhGNI/AAAAAAAAEfY/EF4tlPPNvGM/s72-c/024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-2594869483229767231</id><published>2011-12-30T14:13:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T20:13:25.659-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friendship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas 2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandma Thelma'/><title type='text'>To Great-Grandma's House We Go~</title><content type='html'>On Tuesday, December 27th we packed up the car and traveled to my Grandma T's place. Adam wanted to see her before he heads back to Georgia and with 2012 being a busy year for us; he knew this was a good time. It was a 7 hour drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove straight to Grandma's....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W2CLBv9wa1k/Tv-1iOSl5XI/AAAAAAAAEeQ/EstuQO65HAM/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 338px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692468053575853426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W2CLBv9wa1k/Tv-1iOSl5XI/AAAAAAAAEeQ/EstuQO65HAM/s400/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I sent Adam in first.....she studied him for a moment and then said, "Adam, is that you?" She was very delighted to see him. She even gave him a salute. That was cute. We all piled into her room. It was one of our best visits ever. Her sense of humor really came out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jz-0SAaFxoI/Tv-1S0Sd1nI/AAAAAAAAEeE/ej1Heu_ZAdw/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 337px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692467788897965682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jz-0SAaFxoI/Tv-1S0Sd1nI/AAAAAAAAEeE/ej1Heu_ZAdw/s400/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's truly hard to believe she will be 99 in the summer of 2012. She certainly does not look it. She is easy to talk with and hears very well. Isn't that wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pdMraxt0yoY/Tv-1LgkkDkI/AAAAAAAAEd4/im6V0LiLH3w/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 331px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692467663346077250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pdMraxt0yoY/Tv-1LgkkDkI/AAAAAAAAEd4/im6V0LiLH3w/s400/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6hYhIXNRQoA/Tv-1B_7_PHI/AAAAAAAAEds/3zESeEplpx0/s1600/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692467499967134834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6hYhIXNRQoA/Tv-1B_7_PHI/AAAAAAAAEds/3zESeEplpx0/s400/035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had a reservation at a very nice hotel with a great pool. We met up with our dear friends....the boys played and Lucey sat on the pool steps playing with her water toys. I was not thinking and did not take any pictures of Miss Lu, the bathing beauty. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2EUnC04E7Ks/Tv-0jjikOXI/AAAAAAAAEdg/L8A3kL2sHFE/s1600/052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692466976948238706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2EUnC04E7Ks/Tv-0jjikOXI/AAAAAAAAEdg/L8A3kL2sHFE/s400/052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The final day we were there we ate, shopped and went ice skating. I thought this Ginger Bread Village was adorable. Lucey adored it and then reminded me that we did not make a ginger bread house this year...oops....she remembered. I do feel bad I failed her. I dropped the ball quite a few times this Christmas. I just couldn't squeeze every thing in. But the things that mattered most I payed close attention to....my family....a lot of time snuggling in together and just being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wn1kVIeBDVM/Tv-0KMF2_7I/AAAAAAAAEdU/XCm944y_TPI/s1600/050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692466541157089202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Wn1kVIeBDVM/Tv-0KMF2_7I/AAAAAAAAEdU/XCm944y_TPI/s400/050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love this picture of Lucey. She looks so pretty, so grown up. She is for certain...growing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then to the ice terrace....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KpSdmmb7G8A/Tv-zpMCRq4I/AAAAAAAAEdI/G8Qzvz0pdhs/s1600/055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 330px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692465974206376834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KpSdmmb7G8A/Tv-zpMCRq4I/AAAAAAAAEdI/G8Qzvz0pdhs/s400/055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It had been forever since I had been up on skates. This was Lucey's first time and first time for Andrew and Christian. Lucey skated with a big smile 95% of the time. Holding Lucey up was a huge work out. Thankfully my sweet friend took turns with me and we shared in skating with Lucey. Lucey improved as we went along. I must take her again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x3A54Myy7x8/Tv9yIQ2IZlI/AAAAAAAAEc8/0KSlZT-KqR0/s1600/073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692393940306126418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x3A54Myy7x8/Tv9yIQ2IZlI/AAAAAAAAEc8/0KSlZT-KqR0/s400/073.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oFR3P54oD3c/Tv9x19KFg-I/AAAAAAAAEcw/B7HcfsxG34k/s1600/088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692393625783469026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oFR3P54oD3c/Tv9x19KFg-I/AAAAAAAAEcw/B7HcfsxG34k/s400/088.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This picture shows her sad face. The 5% of the time with the missing big smile. The boys took her for a spin around the rink and Andrew accidentally grabbed her hair and didn't realize it. She really cried. We sat down, regrouped and she was ready to glide again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hTGT5qz5TS8/Tv9xbx9m-9I/AAAAAAAAEck/9GEHZ1Sx8-w/s1600/059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 394px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692393176101747666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hTGT5qz5TS8/Tv9xbx9m-9I/AAAAAAAAEck/9GEHZ1Sx8-w/s400/059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christian...he did very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O5YIlEsX5UQ/Tv9xSMyMtPI/AAAAAAAAEcY/5VcVY-lvYYs/s1600/065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692393011502953714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O5YIlEsX5UQ/Tv9xSMyMtPI/AAAAAAAAEcY/5VcVY-lvYYs/s400/065.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Andrew was excellent on his skates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZszZp1eFLZE/Tv9w3UenYmI/AAAAAAAAEcM/BhXdD_xRDWs/s1600/105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692392549711831650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZszZp1eFLZE/Tv9w3UenYmI/AAAAAAAAEcM/BhXdD_xRDWs/s400/105.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys skated for a little longer while Lucey, myself and my sweet friend went to play in the little Christmas village.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d6fxfrvcHDE/Tv9wiohgyFI/AAAAAAAAEcA/Mw8lIZjvEpo/s1600/111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692392194315438162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d6fxfrvcHDE/Tv9wiohgyFI/AAAAAAAAEcA/Mw8lIZjvEpo/s400/111.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was a beautiful day and the fountains were on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adam met up with his buddies from High School....all home from college for Christmas break. He had a fantastic reunion. Ron and the husband of my sweet friend....were hanging out together catching up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our friends are a blessing...a blessed time spent together...a great way to cap off our year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-2594869483229767231?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/2594869483229767231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=2594869483229767231&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/2594869483229767231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/2594869483229767231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2011/12/to-great-grandmas-house-we-go.html' title='To Great-Grandma&apos;s House We Go~'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-W2CLBv9wa1k/Tv-1iOSl5XI/AAAAAAAAEeQ/EstuQO65HAM/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-958499191154412032</id><published>2011-12-26T20:05:00.018-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T07:26:41.897-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas 2011'/><title type='text'>A Blessed Christmas</title><content type='html'>As we celebrated the birth of Christ--we rejoiced--together! John 3:16...."For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life." The gift of all gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We counted our blessings. We have so much to be thankful for. Our little family of six. Together. Our first Christmas in this home and our last Christmas in this home. Adam--home! Lucey's 3rd Christmas with us....her forever family. It's hard to believe she has been with us this long but on the same note it's impossible to imagine life with out her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eHqxv27UuPY/Tvm4-LxCF7I/AAAAAAAAEb0/Oh-T-9GWl-4/s1600/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 370px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690782982609180594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eHqxv27UuPY/Tvm4-LxCF7I/AAAAAAAAEb0/Oh-T-9GWl-4/s400/038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucey is ready for Christmas Eve Candlelight service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ypHuu1wiIv0/Tvm4O_xYA6I/AAAAAAAAEbo/7Gy2S3o0RQs/s1600/042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690782171935540130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ypHuu1wiIv0/Tvm4O_xYA6I/AAAAAAAAEbo/7Gy2S3o0RQs/s400/042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Troops! My Loves! All together. It's so amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BOvllCypdnI/Tvm3rMORvPI/AAAAAAAAEbc/kV4p3NeVhQY/s1600/046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690781556802698482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BOvllCypdnI/Tvm3rMORvPI/AAAAAAAAEbc/kV4p3NeVhQY/s400/046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KCBEZ43bzHI/Tvm3Tra9YOI/AAAAAAAAEbQ/cEn6bVwv1Tw/s1600/057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 279px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690781152860528866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KCBEZ43bzHI/Tvm3Tra9YOI/AAAAAAAAEbQ/cEn6bVwv1Tw/s400/057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I really need a tri-pod. This was my attempt at a family picture. Camera, propped. Not so bad except that I look larger than the entire family. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2GphIkp0fw4/Tvm3BvG1hfI/AAAAAAAAEbE/vVd2a0eAw7w/s1600/052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690780844612224498" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2GphIkp0fw4/Tvm3BvG1hfI/AAAAAAAAEbE/vVd2a0eAw7w/s400/052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucey fell asleep during the worship. The choir sang beautiful. She went fast asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kXlZx1BATTA/Tvm2mbT9yKI/AAAAAAAAEa4/Vk3dKp99nWg/s1600/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690780375442114722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kXlZx1BATTA/Tvm2mbT9yKI/AAAAAAAAEa4/Vk3dKp99nWg/s400/019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I always make homemade soup for Christmas Eve. We enjoyed a nice meal together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ucUB8HuPFhk/Tvm2YCNBKDI/AAAAAAAAEas/TBS4oQd9ya0/s1600/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690780128183920690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ucUB8HuPFhk/Tvm2YCNBKDI/AAAAAAAAEas/TBS4oQd9ya0/s400/030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A random shot of 3/4 of the Troops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4ve0koG1Mww/Tvm1XSW0MfI/AAAAAAAAEag/BFe8bd3LSwE/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 294px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690779015828484594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4ve0koG1Mww/Tvm1XSW0MfI/AAAAAAAAEag/BFe8bd3LSwE/s400/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christmas Eve tradition is for the kids to exchange their gifts with one another. They get so excited over this. They spent time picking out the perfect gift. I usually give them their jamies on this night as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hSj3lXDiZg/TvlMIJYfHqI/AAAAAAAAEaQ/f4oyjhvOLrw/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690663307000618658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4hSj3lXDiZg/TvlMIJYfHqI/AAAAAAAAEaQ/f4oyjhvOLrw/s400/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Waiting patiently on the steps to see what Santa brought. (we do Santa--kind of. We don't make a big deal over it...she was not really into it so much...but went with the flow.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hAtu0pBDK6I/TvlMH3rgXdI/AAAAAAAAEaI/Xlij8QeQIG4/s1600/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690663302248553938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hAtu0pBDK6I/TvlMH3rgXdI/AAAAAAAAEaI/Xlij8QeQIG4/s400/027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-21qimeUhoNM/Tvk4I-lGw1I/AAAAAAAAEZ8/AuWuI331gWc/s1600/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690641331048072018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-21qimeUhoNM/Tvk4I-lGw1I/AAAAAAAAEZ8/AuWuI331gWc/s400/030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She asked Santa for a Light Saber. She couldn't think of anything else. I could see her wheels turning while sitting on Santa's lap. She doesn't watch TV with comercials and we rarely go down the toy aisle. She just had not idea what was out there. She remembered a light saber for some reason....so we got her one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-23jfr_kxUZg/Tvkx1q66cMI/AAAAAAAAEZw/_cBDuIhqymQ/s1600/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 398px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690634402283548866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-23jfr_kxUZg/Tvkx1q66cMI/AAAAAAAAEZw/_cBDuIhqymQ/s400/032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Making her brothers proud!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RHkI09O6QuA/TvkspA4t-EI/AAAAAAAAEZk/0Ji56z6W1mU/s1600/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 399px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690628687283484738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RHkI09O6QuA/TvkspA4t-EI/AAAAAAAAEZk/0Ji56z6W1mU/s400/034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Time for stockings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UdatFAI2RUg/Tvkrj0OdcGI/AAAAAAAAEZY/IcaKyCXb5m4/s1600/042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690627498474041442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UdatFAI2RUg/Tvkrj0OdcGI/AAAAAAAAEZY/IcaKyCXb5m4/s400/042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucey making cookies with Daddy. Yes, Christmas morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d1MHvi4RPKM/Tvkp2jfFTgI/AAAAAAAAEZM/Z3rtOqwJSzA/s1600/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690625621374619138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d1MHvi4RPKM/Tvkp2jfFTgI/AAAAAAAAEZM/Z3rtOqwJSzA/s400/044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Having our breakfast as we open gifts. My boys loves this tradition. Well, anything with food is at the top of their list!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLRVz5znde8/Tvko6RHOeLI/AAAAAAAAEZA/kbKYOGtz4xE/s1600/062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 310px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690624585650567346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZLRVz5znde8/Tvko6RHOeLI/AAAAAAAAEZA/kbKYOGtz4xE/s400/062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas morning with my honey! Watching our children and feeling amazed---they are our gifts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are on our way to Kansas City this morning....got to run....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a beautiful week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-958499191154412032?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/958499191154412032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=958499191154412032&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/958499191154412032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/958499191154412032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2011/12/blessed-christmas.html' title='A Blessed Christmas'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eHqxv27UuPY/Tvm4-LxCF7I/AAAAAAAAEb0/Oh-T-9GWl-4/s72-c/038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-128294126619246568</id><published>2011-12-23T11:09:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T11:30:44.376-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lucey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas 2011'/><title type='text'>Shoe Bling</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; can be described as a dainty little girl...but, for some reason, she can really wear out her shoes. She was in need of a new pair and Stride Rite was having a sale. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey's&lt;/span&gt; feet are very narrow so the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Velcro&lt;/span&gt; closure kind of shoe does not always stay on her foot. This time I talked her into these....their version of the Converse. She made it quite clear that they were not &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;girly&lt;/span&gt; enough for her. She is something else! The lady showed us some "shoe &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bling&lt;/span&gt;"...these little felt flowers with a touch of sparkle. They slide on to the shoelace. Very cute. 75cent flower decor for tennis shoes change her whole outlook and I got in on a great sale!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dp86iznD3xI/TvS22Pq-I4I/AAAAAAAAEYo/4PQm5heBvMA/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 369px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689373272311735170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dp86iznD3xI/TvS22Pq-I4I/AAAAAAAAEYo/4PQm5heBvMA/s400/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-URLMjpSWE9U/TvS2vO3LTyI/AAAAAAAAEYc/khXhAwFAOQM/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 261px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689373151835410210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-URLMjpSWE9U/TvS2vO3LTyI/AAAAAAAAEYc/khXhAwFAOQM/s400/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some packages have arrived in the mail. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; can't wait!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t5ZJzXbPZBA/TvS2lC9VlbI/AAAAAAAAEYQ/aDotkQxY_zg/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 248px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689372976841332146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-t5ZJzXbPZBA/TvS2lC9VlbI/AAAAAAAAEYQ/aDotkQxY_zg/s400/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I randomly took this picture of Andrew practicing his new piece of music. My camera was acting up and I was concerned about it so I took some shots. The picture is not bad...I guess my camera is okay.? I hope!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are having so much fun with Adam...we are off to an eye appointment. Adam needs new glasses. We need to take care of these things before he leaves in January. It's a blessing to have him home and to be able to take care of him even though he is more than capable of caring for himself. I love it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope your day is a fun one too....reaching around and hugging your loved ones and holding on tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-128294126619246568?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/128294126619246568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=128294126619246568&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/128294126619246568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/128294126619246568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2011/12/shoe-bling.html' title='Shoe Bling'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dp86iznD3xI/TvS22Pq-I4I/AAAAAAAAEYo/4PQm5heBvMA/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-1981728394348077383</id><published>2011-12-22T08:27:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T09:17:13.648-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas 2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adam'/><title type='text'>Our Adam is Home!</title><content type='html'>Sunday evening, December 18&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;...our first born came home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P7uj36zQLQM/TvNAANfxR0I/AAAAAAAAEX4/qmTBd9fyclI/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 386px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688961126666159938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P7uj36zQLQM/TvNAANfxR0I/AAAAAAAAEX4/qmTBd9fyclI/s400/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Andrew took over the camera and took some excellent pictures. All I wanted to do is throw my arms around my baby who has turned into an amazing young man. This Mommy (he still calls me Mommy and I love it) has missed him so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5xKKIbialVU/TvM_13BRyMI/AAAAAAAAEXs/Q8WiynMxK60/s1600/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688960948833994946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5xKKIbialVU/TvM_13BRyMI/AAAAAAAAEXs/Q8WiynMxK60/s400/019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christian's turn....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--zFLgTnhz3k/TvM_1t5OS4I/AAAAAAAAEXg/BhY9sv64Xmw/s1600/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688960946384292738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--zFLgTnhz3k/TvM_1t5OS4I/AAAAAAAAEXg/BhY9sv64Xmw/s400/021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt;....who had been in a deep sleep....who has been talking about her big brother for months....who has been drawing him pictures and singing "Adam songs"....had the biggest melt down. She cried! Adam was so very patient with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iQutMRaWviQ/TvM_agj7IeI/AAAAAAAAEXU/7vRgz6DZacI/s1600/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688960478948827618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iQutMRaWviQ/TvM_agj7IeI/AAAAAAAAEXU/7vRgz6DZacI/s400/024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; struggled. The next day and every day since, she has been glued to Adam. They have had some wonderful tea parties, playing Princess and Prince with her castle, reading and doing puzzles. I asked her, "Why were you crying?" She said...."Because I was so happy." I don't think she really remembers the night Adam came home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YKTxqVFW4YI/TvM_aRmbvYI/AAAAAAAAEXI/u-b4m1HAJNc/s1600/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 382px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688960474932821378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YKTxqVFW4YI/TvM_aRmbvYI/AAAAAAAAEXI/u-b4m1HAJNc/s400/027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My sweet boy. It was almost 11:00 p.m. and I felt like I could run 5 miles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CJYf4GBN7Uo/TvM_BQ1TwbI/AAAAAAAAEW4/bMqZWFVytuQ/s1600/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 254px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688960045230047666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CJYf4GBN7Uo/TvM_BQ1TwbI/AAAAAAAAEW4/bMqZWFVytuQ/s400/028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s6yA-at2ub8/TvM_BCPaDVI/AAAAAAAAEWw/NCxVPXUL2UM/s1600/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 372px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688960041312980306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s6yA-at2ub8/TvM_BCPaDVI/AAAAAAAAEWw/NCxVPXUL2UM/s400/030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fw9RUia6cVQ/TvM-xqSiX3I/AAAAAAAAEWk/Buh1C5dwKqI/s1600/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 394px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688959777185619826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Fw9RUia6cVQ/TvM-xqSiX3I/AAAAAAAAEWk/Buh1C5dwKqI/s400/033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9ajNtDBg1kM/TvM-xaNjnEI/AAAAAAAAEWY/fb6z6WKH3tI/s1600/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 380px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688959772869762114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9ajNtDBg1kM/TvM-xaNjnEI/AAAAAAAAEWY/fb6z6WKH3tI/s400/037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We have had the best 4 days....we look forward to the next 2 weeks with Adam. It has been a very Merry Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-1981728394348077383?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/1981728394348077383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=1981728394348077383&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/1981728394348077383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/1981728394348077383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2011/12/our-adam-is-home.html' title='Our Adam is Home!'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P7uj36zQLQM/TvNAANfxR0I/AAAAAAAAEX4/qmTBd9fyclI/s72-c/016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-158604165037040551</id><published>2011-12-18T16:13:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T17:14:37.357-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas 2011'/><title type='text'>A Merry Weekend!</title><content type='html'>Can you guess where we went this weekend? (Saturday, Dec. 17)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sUbqUrIignI/Tu5wk2nNBNI/AAAAAAAAEWM/Au2DTyFcM7s/s1600/058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 313px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687607157853062354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sUbqUrIignI/Tu5wk2nNBNI/AAAAAAAAEWM/Au2DTyFcM7s/s400/058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Nutcracker Ballet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a wonderful gift...to take my sweet girl to the ballet. Five Moms along with 6 daughters enjoyed a day in Oklahoma City....The Oklahoma Ballet with the Oklahoma City Philharmonic put on a spectacular presentation. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; was mesmerized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jsf3tpdVKQY/Tu5wUlbLz-I/AAAAAAAAEWA/6-hn9mJwLK4/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 354px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687606878361341922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jsf3tpdVKQY/Tu5wUlbLz-I/AAAAAAAAEWA/6-hn9mJwLK4/s400/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is our group minus one Mom and Daughter who went up to the city before us to do a little shopping. We had a beautiful, sunny, mild day. As you can see by our squinting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nYiPff495-g/Tu5v7_CadLI/AAAAAAAAEV0/uiQ52X99-Vs/s1600/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 378px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687606455740036274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nYiPff495-g/Tu5v7_CadLI/AAAAAAAAEV0/uiQ52X99-Vs/s400/029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The older girls took very good care of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; as we walked around and enjoyed the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-show activities. The girls met Mrs. Claus, made an ornament, shopped for delightful snow globes etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CTwqBcYb1tU/Tu5nlZ5_SUI/AAAAAAAAEU4/H1uoyqsCGoc/s1600/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 363px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687597271722445122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CTwqBcYb1tU/Tu5nlZ5_SUI/AAAAAAAAEU4/H1uoyqsCGoc/s400/039.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rbQfdr2lz9U/Tu5nFoym6YI/AAAAAAAAEUs/IWYBXecc5XY/s1600/046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687596725962205570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rbQfdr2lz9U/Tu5nFoym6YI/AAAAAAAAEUs/IWYBXecc5XY/s400/046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here we are ready for the show to begin. We had fantastic seats. Center and only about 12 rows up from the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Orchestra&lt;/span&gt; Pit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bn9IA-S1GdU/Tu5nFWCUCaI/AAAAAAAAEUg/NNWj3_bxVd8/s1600/059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 374px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687596720927803810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bn9IA-S1GdU/Tu5nFWCUCaI/AAAAAAAAEUg/NNWj3_bxVd8/s400/059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We met the beautiful ballerinas after the show. We were served milk and cookies too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, Andrew and Christian played in the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hand bell&lt;/span&gt; choir for our church service. It was lovely. After church, the Chaplains invited everyone over to the Patriot Club for a buffet brunch/lunch. It was quite the spread. There was a special guest....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GXtzXKf-WNk/Tu5l-F5__GI/AAAAAAAAETw/FHKNya1coCg/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 399px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687595496827255906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GXtzXKf-WNk/Tu5l-F5__GI/AAAAAAAAETw/FHKNya1coCg/s400/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This Santa was amazing. He wore a lovely coat and had a pipe too. He was very sweet with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt;. This is the first year &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; has not been afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3TbuPiInbKo/Tu5ltuyVWjI/AAAAAAAAETk/vC5q7XxX6jk/s1600/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 296px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687595215743179314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3TbuPiInbKo/Tu5ltuyVWjI/AAAAAAAAETk/vC5q7XxX6jk/s400/024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Troops...very full and very happy. Minus Adam....who Arrives Tonight!!!! The day we have all been waiting for! Our first born comes home tonight. We can hardly wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-158604165037040551?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/158604165037040551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=158604165037040551&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/158604165037040551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/158604165037040551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2011/12/merry-weekend.html' title='A Merry Weekend!'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sUbqUrIignI/Tu5wk2nNBNI/AAAAAAAAEWM/Au2DTyFcM7s/s72-c/058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-8324706735496978603</id><published>2011-12-12T16:58:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T17:31:48.933-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Piano Recital Dec. 2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Andrew and Christian'/><title type='text'>Play Me some Songs You're The Piano Men...</title><content type='html'>Moving means starting over with a new piano instructor (of course we start fresh with every service we need but let's not go there). We are blessed with Mr. K. He is the neighborhood teacher. He goes from house to house every afternoon on Mondays and Tuesdays. We have him on Tuesday right after school for an hour. He is straight forward, he is kind and he expects much. The boys and he really gel. I love that it's one activity that I don't have to drive the boys to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys were very prepared for their December 4&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; recital. There were 21 students performing. What a treat to hear what everyone had been working on. I knew some of my neighbors and others I met for the first time. We enjoyed a nice reception afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fjPrgBZhByQ/TuaJzcHgiPI/AAAAAAAAETM/oVveQ3HGBfg/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685383096415848690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fjPrgBZhByQ/TuaJzcHgiPI/AAAAAAAAETM/oVveQ3HGBfg/s400/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Andrew's back :-) That's the best I could do. He played Vivace by &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Carulli&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qOa5POvxbds/TuaJnHsGJ5I/AAAAAAAAETA/lJmbNloX7nc/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685382884773734290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qOa5POvxbds/TuaJnHsGJ5I/AAAAAAAAETA/lJmbNloX7nc/s400/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christian's song was a little longer and he needed Mr. K. to turn his page for him. He played Song of Kilimanjaro by Faber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZJfZB6t3VXc/TuaJZEm1KgI/AAAAAAAAES0/xuIky9JcvsU/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685382643428174338" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZJfZB6t3VXc/TuaJZEm1KgI/AAAAAAAAES0/xuIky9JcvsU/s400/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We sat in the front row and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; did well but she was tired....she looked like she could use a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lWEoMAhpmSE/TuaKPwufBaI/AAAAAAAAETY/Dbx2s1BRzWo/s1600/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685383582984373666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lWEoMAhpmSE/TuaKPwufBaI/AAAAAAAAETY/Dbx2s1BRzWo/s400/020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mr K. with Andrew-left and Christian-right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F6bcJCOMWL4/TuaIpn8xciI/AAAAAAAAESo/BtaR8SjHJrI/s1600/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 355px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685381828281725474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F6bcJCOMWL4/TuaIpn8xciI/AAAAAAAAESo/BtaR8SjHJrI/s400/022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So had to stage a few photos....Andrew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zf99Oy0N-nA/TuaIgea-fQI/AAAAAAAAESc/JhxHiVwluJg/s1600/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 390px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685381671105232130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zf99Oy0N-nA/TuaIgea-fQI/AAAAAAAAESc/JhxHiVwluJg/s400/024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christian!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AFS4C0GzCss/TuaIVux8G-I/AAAAAAAAESQ/BDhlWUafVe4/s1600/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 326px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685381486517951458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AFS4C0GzCss/TuaIVux8G-I/AAAAAAAAESQ/BDhlWUafVe4/s400/026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christian was being a little silly. They had a good time especially since there was a lot of food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-shnDLmFFph8/TuaIJRQwWgI/AAAAAAAAESE/F9-_T3qH4pw/s1600/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685381272435710466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-shnDLmFFph8/TuaIJRQwWgI/AAAAAAAAESE/F9-_T3qH4pw/s400/028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love this picture! Just missing Adam! By the way....Adam comes home on December 18&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;... We are counting down the days. Not too much longer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QYKUwYT0O6M/TuaIJEyY9OI/AAAAAAAAER4/ZXXzzVHt6aI/s1600/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685381269087122658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QYKUwYT0O6M/TuaIJEyY9OI/AAAAAAAAER4/ZXXzzVHt6aI/s400/034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had one stop to make on the way home and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; was happy to be snuggled up in her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;car seat&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-8324706735496978603?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/8324706735496978603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=8324706735496978603&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/8324706735496978603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/8324706735496978603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2011/12/play-me-some-song-youre-piano-men.html' title='Play Me some Songs You&apos;re The Piano Men...'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fjPrgBZhByQ/TuaJzcHgiPI/AAAAAAAAETM/oVveQ3HGBfg/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-8527522693165676359</id><published>2011-12-11T07:37:00.014-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T18:21:24.546-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ft. Sill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas 2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ball&apos;s 2011'/><title type='text'>Balls Galore!!</title><content type='html'>This year, we were invited to 4 + Balls....I think that is an all time record. Ron accepted invitations to two of them and they happened to fall within 6 days of one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first Ball was the Post Commanders St. Barbara's Day Ball. I did a little more to prepare for this one. I was in need of a dress so I ordered 3 from two on-line stores. I modeled them for my family and they chose the Charcoal Taffeta, one shouldered gown. I was able to get it altered and picked up the evening of the Ball. That's cutting it close. Ron had been on a business trip to New York and I was juggling The Troops, solo. This time of year is so busy for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_Joic6qD624/TuS6KzJh6uI/AAAAAAAAERs/kn97kX-WUeI/s1600/Ball%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 315px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684873324340046562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_Joic6qD624/TuS6KzJh6uI/AAAAAAAAERs/kn97kX-WUeI/s400/Ball%2B1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love this picture taken by my friend and neighbor with her iPhone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LIlhi4iPRhw/TuS6E6pmQoI/AAAAAAAAERg/oItLbzwhvhY/s1600/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684873223274381954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LIlhi4iPRhw/TuS6E6pmQoI/AAAAAAAAERg/oItLbzwhvhY/s400/025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jsjmTJS2aPo/TuS5yzSxKsI/AAAAAAAAERU/rN5b-KW0bGo/s1600/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684872912061934274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jsjmTJS2aPo/TuS5yzSxKsI/AAAAAAAAERU/rN5b-KW0bGo/s400/028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our friends and Neighbors-- Tracy and Bill. On a side note: Our moving company and their moving company arrived on the same day this past summer and we found out we both were coming from Kansas and our boys knew each other from Boy Scouts. What a great way to start our tour here. Tracy and I spent the week sending texts to one another and running back and forth from her house to my house and back to give opinions on our dresses, accessories, hair...etc.... We had a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l_Sw8XJfDHI/TuS5qq7o2uI/AAAAAAAAERI/2PNIF7IPqLk/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 246px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684872772378483426" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-l_Sw8XJfDHI/TuS5qq7o2uI/AAAAAAAAERI/2PNIF7IPqLk/s400/017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Grog Bowl Ceremony...it's fun and each ingredient has a specific meaning. It's a very strong concoction. I did not partake. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jd5hoJ0Qde0/TuS5hbSZo2I/AAAAAAAAEQ4/0HeCXtYxbr0/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684872613560165218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jd5hoJ0Qde0/TuS5hbSZo2I/AAAAAAAAEQ4/0HeCXtYxbr0/s400/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Army Band and Bagpipe ensemble played all night. What a treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ID7KtvzvN8o/TuS5hLenHFI/AAAAAAAAEQw/ECkt6zIpwmE/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684872609316412498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ID7KtvzvN8o/TuS5hLenHFI/AAAAAAAAEQw/ECkt6zIpwmE/s400/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BWy1gr1mQc8/TuS41PltY2I/AAAAAAAAEQY/oCXefKXia7A/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 296px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684871854505681762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BWy1gr1mQc8/TuS41PltY2I/AAAAAAAAEQY/oCXefKXia7A/s400/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our Twin Boys, A and C, volunteered with their Boy Scout Troop checking coats. I loved having them close by. They are getting so tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3ckaLiUfZyA/TuS4mDkGZZI/AAAAAAAAEQM/afTu4HT2S4c/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 391px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684871593579668882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3ckaLiUfZyA/TuS4mDkGZZI/AAAAAAAAEQM/afTu4HT2S4c/s400/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love this picture of them with their Dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Six Days later, on Dec. 9&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;--We went to the 6&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Air Defense Artillery Brigade Ball. Last week was another very busy week so I really didn't have time to think about what I was going to wear. Friday was a full day--I gave myself 20 minutes to throw on an old dress (thank goodness it I could get away without it being steamed) and re-freshen my make-up and off we went. We had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KpgnKz3vGtg/TuS1XQShqXI/AAAAAAAAEQA/nVCr9yHO6es/s1600/048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 319px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684868040762698098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KpgnKz3vGtg/TuS1XQShqXI/AAAAAAAAEQA/nVCr9yHO6es/s400/048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We met a new couple sitting to the left of us. They were kind to snap this shot of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pze6twpuzUw/TuS1XMIQY1I/AAAAAAAAEP0/cwpzQjV9vFk/s1600/052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 372px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684868039645881170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pze6twpuzUw/TuS1XMIQY1I/AAAAAAAAEP0/cwpzQjV9vFk/s400/052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here we are in front of the same Christmas Tree where we stood just 6 days prior (At the Patriot Club). Another great event. Instead of dancing like we did the week before....we investing our time in meeting new people. We met an amazing couple who happens to live down the street. They are from the Canadian Army. They are special. Have a feeling we will be seeing more of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PEuW8aibPSs/TuS0rMhT07I/AAAAAAAAEPE/6nYGHlz9LFA/s1600/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 387px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684867283836720050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PEuW8aibPSs/TuS0rMhT07I/AAAAAAAAEPE/6nYGHlz9LFA/s400/037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a touching; The Fallen Soldier Table.&lt;br /&gt;A sad part of military etiquette -- honoring service members who have fallen in the line of duty. Remembering them honors their sacrifice and that of their families. It also underscores the importance of the commitment to duty made by the living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JLaP3yRP8G8/TuS0q3FsOiI/AAAAAAAAEO4/8udoM7_VVAs/s1600/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 347px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684867278083734050" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JLaP3yRP8G8/TuS0q3FsOiI/AAAAAAAAEO4/8udoM7_VVAs/s400/038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Each article placed on the table has special, symbolic meaning. To name a few--&lt;strong&gt; salt&lt;/strong&gt; representing the tears shed;the &lt;strong&gt;lemon&lt;/strong&gt; is a reminder of their bitter fate; &lt;strong&gt;one red rose&lt;/strong&gt; symbolizing the blood that may have been shed for the sacrifice of freedom......the young Soldier was very reverent. His hand shook as he gently placed the item on the table. It is our reality. Also notice to the left....the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;PWO&lt;/span&gt;/MIA Flag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-8527522693165676359?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/8527522693165676359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=8527522693165676359&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/8527522693165676359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/8527522693165676359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2011/12/balls-galore.html' title='Balls Galore!!'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_Joic6qD624/TuS6KzJh6uI/AAAAAAAAERs/kn97kX-WUeI/s72-c/Ball%2B1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-8960762033076798618</id><published>2011-10-19T08:30:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T09:44:03.856-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adam&apos;s High School Graduation'/><title type='text'>Where Past Meets Present Part VI</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;May 21, 2011&lt;/strong&gt;~ Adam's High School Graduation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first born~ A huge mile stone....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"What lies behind us and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ralph Waldo Emerson &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VNrqZbrAbgc/Tp7Y3LnLQSI/AAAAAAAAEKQ/VeawHvA9jik/s1600/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665203823800172834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VNrqZbrAbgc/Tp7Y3LnLQSI/AAAAAAAAEKQ/VeawHvA9jik/s400/035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Adam's graduating class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--80HAVrusKM/Tp7Y2blju9I/AAAAAAAAEKI/sYsKNaQ06Ec/s1600/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665203810908486610" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--80HAVrusKM/Tp7Y2blju9I/AAAAAAAAEKI/sYsKNaQ06Ec/s400/044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Baccalaureate Mass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AKWOmXJPbE4/Tp7Y2Bw2RtI/AAAAAAAAEJ8/VvOOl9eueek/s1600/053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 292px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665203803976517330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AKWOmXJPbE4/Tp7Y2Bw2RtI/AAAAAAAAEJ8/VvOOl9eueek/s400/053.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We are in the School gym waiting for the graduation ceremony to begin. Nana and Papa, Aunt Marianne and Uncle Paul, Aunt Jennifer and her sweet little guy, and my dear friend, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;shea&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QsJaTBQIT4E/Tp7YXRPhhxI/AAAAAAAAEJw/-eru7sG71eg/s1600/062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665203275555768082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QsJaTBQIT4E/Tp7YXRPhhxI/AAAAAAAAEJw/-eru7sG71eg/s400/062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Adam in the door way preparing to walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MhVgtLhIHC4/Tp7YXeyELaI/AAAAAAAAEJk/vSoudKlaahI/s1600/074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665203279190306210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MhVgtLhIHC4/Tp7YXeyELaI/AAAAAAAAEJk/vSoudKlaahI/s400/074.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Adam plays trumpet in the band...they played for graduation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-98nQYvyLHtE/Tp7X49ZT-FI/AAAAAAAAEJU/oTpeVEAOJvs/s1600/088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 202px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665202754832037970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-98nQYvyLHtE/Tp7X49ZT-FI/AAAAAAAAEJU/oTpeVEAOJvs/s400/088.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tossing their caps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3CA1u6UdTF0/Tp7X4vXZ6PI/AAAAAAAAEJM/7SZeeY9HsUM/s1600/102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 285px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665202751065942258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3CA1u6UdTF0/Tp7X4vXZ6PI/AAAAAAAAEJM/7SZeeY9HsUM/s400/102.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our family. (It seems as if Andrew couldn't wait to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;untuck&lt;/span&gt; and roll-up...boys!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bVzr9S-n9Ek/Tp7XOXrJkpI/AAAAAAAAEJE/ZoICuiWDMso/s1600/094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 331px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665202023151800978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bVzr9S-n9Ek/Tp7XOXrJkpI/AAAAAAAAEJE/ZoICuiWDMso/s400/094.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm so proud of my Adam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UbQoVqTtueY/Tp7XONebcoI/AAAAAAAAEI0/UgnfTlasM9Q/s1600/098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 396px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665202020414091906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UbQoVqTtueY/Tp7XONebcoI/AAAAAAAAEI0/UgnfTlasM9Q/s400/098.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Adam with proud Dad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BWxuSdUDQ3I/Tp7W6B0RTkI/AAAAAAAAEIk/oHoxaERgeGI/s1600/099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 311px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665201673687092802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BWxuSdUDQ3I/Tp7W6B0RTkI/AAAAAAAAEIk/oHoxaERgeGI/s400/099.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gg-HiQWD4MY/Tp7W5_liSoI/AAAAAAAAEIc/ndm_GyLSfVQ/s1600/100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 372px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665201673088420482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gg-HiQWD4MY/Tp7W5_liSoI/AAAAAAAAEIc/ndm_GyLSfVQ/s400/100.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Tucker Men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zx0cxQkhtbs/Tp7Wr-VR4iI/AAAAAAAAEIQ/06KgTOSopY8/s1600/106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665201432233632290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zx0cxQkhtbs/Tp7Wr-VR4iI/AAAAAAAAEIQ/06KgTOSopY8/s400/106.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Myself, along with several other mom's of graduating senior boys threw a collective graduation party. Each of the boys had a table dedicated to them. On display were pictures and things that represent what they have done and what they are going to do in their future. Adam's table displayed a few of his awards, Sports, Army things (since he is a reservist), The University of Hawaii where he will attend next year and his beloved Woody Doll from his childhood etc....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H3CTYQjsMgw/Tp7Wrl6JWrI/AAAAAAAAEIE/avz3WxFTRCE/s1600/111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 207px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665201425677376178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H3CTYQjsMgw/Tp7Wrl6JWrI/AAAAAAAAEIE/avz3WxFTRCE/s400/111.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The food was excellent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-veHPOOBwfqQ/Tp7WrQ4qraI/AAAAAAAAEH4/tJK5FvLnde0/s1600/112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 235px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665201420034026914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-veHPOOBwfqQ/Tp7WrQ4qraI/AAAAAAAAEH4/tJK5FvLnde0/s400/112.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I made the flower arrangements....I wish I had some better pictures of them. The ladies and I went the evening before to decorate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jhSA_0L69i0/Tp7U_w59sGI/AAAAAAAAEHo/L7MuEPQ4m9Y/s1600/113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665199573203529826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jhSA_0L69i0/Tp7U_w59sGI/AAAAAAAAEHo/L7MuEPQ4m9Y/s400/113.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zrGy5BFDQd4/Tp7U_nflZzI/AAAAAAAAEHg/loueABymxcM/s1600/124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665199570676967218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zrGy5BFDQd4/Tp7U_nflZzI/AAAAAAAAEHg/loueABymxcM/s400/124.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Group....those Senior boys are such close friends. Many of them grew up together. A few of them are boarding students from other countries. Adam was the military kid....they embraced him in his junior year when we moved to Kansas. Adam's third High School. This is a special group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b9TqFNpeSd0/Tp7UbhhBYCI/AAAAAAAAEHQ/87EdaawoXZg/s1600/127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665198950597091362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b9TqFNpeSd0/Tp7UbhhBYCI/AAAAAAAAEHQ/87EdaawoXZg/s400/127.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A favorite saying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sai3jajKANI/Tp7UbTYJl1I/AAAAAAAAEHI/4G-F1fOhvWw/s1600/128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 340px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665198946801784658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Sai3jajKANI/Tp7UbTYJl1I/AAAAAAAAEHI/4G-F1fOhvWw/s400/128.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Adam and his table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oH3YY9NL0js/Tp7UElHKV4I/AAAAAAAAEG4/-BPKshvP648/s1600/134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 326px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665198556425377666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oH3YY9NL0js/Tp7UElHKV4I/AAAAAAAAEG4/-BPKshvP648/s400/134.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Adam with his Nana and Papa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p1wxt3mygWs/Tp7UEYAq2EI/AAAAAAAAEGw/_R4WpaXZ4Fw/s1600/151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665198552908486722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p1wxt3mygWs/Tp7UEYAq2EI/AAAAAAAAEGw/_R4WpaXZ4Fw/s400/151.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Adam with his Aunt Marianne and Uncle Paul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vYByvF1G2nQ/Tp7TMNhAwJI/AAAAAAAAEGY/0fs49VTiqEc/s1600/152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665197588018675858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vYByvF1G2nQ/Tp7TMNhAwJI/AAAAAAAAEGY/0fs49VTiqEc/s400/152.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Shea....my boys adore her. She is the kind of special friend who loves my kids almost as much as I do. My boys call her and text her from their cell phones. They love her and I'm so happy she came to be with us (from Alabama).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M-OR5dP3c5E/Tp7S8P8UgcI/AAAAAAAAEGM/9b9tkpNyCQc/s1600/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665197313792180674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M-OR5dP3c5E/Tp7S8P8UgcI/AAAAAAAAEGM/9b9tkpNyCQc/s400/031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sweet &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; Lu.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Present&lt;/strong&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PjK_eu2b1nM/Tp7TlDO_35I/AAAAAAAAEGk/D_huTJU8jJg/s1600/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665198014755495826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PjK_eu2b1nM/Tp7TlDO_35I/AAAAAAAAEGk/D_huTJU8jJg/s400/026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; is in front of the office building where she does speech therapy. Miss Mary is her therapist. What a blessing she is. Miss Mary is amazing and in three sessions we see huge improvements. Mary is about 60 years old...&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lot's&lt;/span&gt; of experience. She adores &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; and offered to sit for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; if we ever needed someone. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; has that affect on others. Such a ray of sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-8960762033076798618?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/8960762033076798618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=8960762033076798618&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/8960762033076798618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/8960762033076798618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2011/10/where-past-meets-present-part-vi.html' title='Where Past Meets Present Part VI'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VNrqZbrAbgc/Tp7Y3LnLQSI/AAAAAAAAEKQ/VeawHvA9jik/s72-c/035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-7729794055166118060</id><published>2011-10-09T12:24:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T13:26:23.911-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Army Life'/><title type='text'>Army Ten-Miler</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YaEpVFRIUrk/TpHY-plggII/AAAAAAAAEEc/mVEGYg9hRjQ/s1600/ArmyTenMilerLogo%255B1%255D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 154px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 77px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661544777408086146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YaEpVFRIUrk/TpHY-plggII/AAAAAAAAEEc/mVEGYg9hRjQ/s400/ArmyTenMilerLogo%255B1%255D.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Each year tens of thousands of runners and spectators go to Washington, DC to join in this race classic. Produced by the U.S. Army Military District of Washington, the Army Ten-Miler proceeds support Army &lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt;orale, &lt;strong&gt;W&lt;/strong&gt;elfare and &lt;strong&gt;R&lt;/strong&gt;ecreation, a comprehensive network of support and leisure services designed to enhance the lives of soldiers and their families. The race starts and finishes at the Pentagon, passing by DC landmarks including the Lincoln Memorial, Washington Monument, and the Capitol Building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where my sweet husband is today. He is a runner and has ran several marathons but today, he is there on business. His new job here at Ft. Sill is one of public relations for Air Defense Artillery ~putting it very simplistically. I'm sure he wishes he were wearing a number on his back! That's okay though, my poor guy has thrown out his back several times in the past several weeks. Resting it is a good thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the Ten-Miler~ I'm in awe of all the money that has been raised. MWR~ Morale, Welfare and Recreation does a lot for the Soldier and military families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MWR is committed to the well-being of the community of people who serve and stand ready to defend the nation, to enhance the lives of Soldiers, their families, civilian employees, and military retirees.” The mission is to serve the needs, interests and responsibilities of each individual in the Army community for as long as they are associated with the Army, no matter where they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MWR, through the Army Family Covenant, seeks to bridge the gap between the garrison and the local community, and contribute to the Army’s strength and readiness by offering services that reduce stress, build skills and self confidence for Soldiers and their families. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our lifestyle is odd to most people. It's where The Lord put me over 20 years ago when I married my Soldier. I'm so very proud of him. I'm in awe and proud of Adam, our oldest, who has also made the same choice. MWR has been a huge benefit to us....the list is huge. But here is one example... before Ron deployed to Iraq in 2005, Steven Curtis Chapman performed for us. Through MWR...he came to our small Air Defense Battalion. He gave a lovely concert. There were only about 100 of us and he came. He spent time with us. He ministered to us. It was through his story that we had heard on Focus on the Family back in 2002 that we considered adoption as a possibility. God kept whispering in our ear. Then to meet Mr. Chapman in person.... an amazing experience. He is just a very nice guy with a huge heart!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My guys! Ron was on a business trip to South Carolina just 9 days ago and detoured over to Augusta, Ga to see Adam and take him to dinner. They had a great time even though it was a brief visit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9X2zGW8e_e4/TpHlUgi4JxI/AAAAAAAAEEk/HIyRNSdaMW0/s1600/Adam%2Band%2BRon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661558347077789458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9X2zGW8e_e4/TpHlUgi4JxI/AAAAAAAAEEk/HIyRNSdaMW0/s400/Adam%2Band%2BRon.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Soldiers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-7729794055166118060?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/7729794055166118060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=7729794055166118060&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/7729794055166118060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/7729794055166118060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2011/10/army-ten-miler.html' title='Army Ten-Miler'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YaEpVFRIUrk/TpHY-plggII/AAAAAAAAEEc/mVEGYg9hRjQ/s72-c/ArmyTenMilerLogo%255B1%255D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-3589977236712798247</id><published>2011-10-08T17:34:00.015-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T08:31:44.635-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mother&apos;s Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lucey Therapy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beth&apos;s Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Andrew and Christian'/><title type='text'>Where Past Meets Present Part V</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;May 2011 (I'll have to share the month of May in two posts...so much to share.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May 8&lt;/strong&gt;~ Mother's Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XL400ZM_Ol4/TpDgKE4zlVI/AAAAAAAAEEE/Fn4p8amN_D4/s1600/070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 272px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661271195320030546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XL400ZM_Ol4/TpDgKE4zlVI/AAAAAAAAEEE/Fn4p8amN_D4/s400/070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My parents came to town so my Mom could spend Mother's Day with my beautiful Grandma. I wish I had a current picture to share of this remarkable woman. She is 98 years old. While My Mom was with her mom, Ron took me, the kiddos and my Dad out for a special Mother's Day lunch after Church. The weather was perfect. We had a wonderful time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hNMa-oSaYBg/TpDfeztK45I/AAAAAAAAED8/auulQp_x90g/s1600/109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 373px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661270451973448594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hNMa-oSaYBg/TpDfeztK45I/AAAAAAAAED8/auulQp_x90g/s400/109.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Dad's birthday is May 9&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;~ after we all got settled after the Mother's day celebration~ we celebrated my Dad's birthday. (We also did a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-birthday celebration for me. Our birthday's and Mother's Day are all squeezed together. If you have been following along or know me....you know how we all do a group thing every year. I was tired and looked terrible on the pictures so I didn't include any of me; except this one with my Dad and his birthday pie.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nXzoo0nbwzE/TpDfelkHdkI/AAAAAAAAED0/6NGRhre_gUU/s1600/111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661270448177378882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nXzoo0nbwzE/TpDfelkHdkI/AAAAAAAAED0/6NGRhre_gUU/s400/111.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on her favorite spot...Papa's lap. And with a book...that's icing on the cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C_S2M6cD5kg/TpDcWgdF20I/AAAAAAAAEDk/b3t69I8vSno/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 396px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661267010831899458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C_S2M6cD5kg/TpDcWgdF20I/AAAAAAAAEDk/b3t69I8vSno/s400/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Princess &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; took a swim in her new princess pool. She saw this at T*&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;rget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and tugged at Ron's heart a little and he caved in and bought it for her. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8qOLHBjBytE/TpDcWdXsZiI/AAAAAAAAEDc/G2HvzThNTG8/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661267010003953186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8qOLHBjBytE/TpDcWdXsZiI/AAAAAAAAEDc/G2HvzThNTG8/s400/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5C18-hlg5Vw/TpDcWAvjRKI/AAAAAAAAEDU/BpH3uvzSi5Q/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661267002319389858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5C18-hlg5Vw/TpDcWAvjRKI/AAAAAAAAEDU/BpH3uvzSi5Q/s400/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Godmother&lt;/span&gt;, Renee, is so kind to pass to us her daughter's (adorable Emma) clothes. This little Gap skirt came from her so we did a little photo session so we could share how cute it works for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. We get hand-me-downs from several friends and we are so grateful for the generosity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May 13&lt;/strong&gt;~ My Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lJmYllz9uQY/TpDcV9iQ2SI/AAAAAAAAEDM/0cO50RWRU1w/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 398px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661267001458350370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lJmYllz9uQY/TpDcV9iQ2SI/AAAAAAAAEDM/0cO50RWRU1w/s400/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ron always does a little something special for me even though there is a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-celebration many times with Mom and Dad and whoever else is visiting....he always makes me feel special on my birthday. He wants me to feel set a part. He wants me to feel treasured and I really do. He is such a good example to our children. They also are very good that way. I also know our Heavenly Father sets us a part and treasures us. Isn't that a wonderful feeling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ol7ucBgQ--I/TpDbcfmtONI/AAAAAAAAEDE/GXsQpDWeL7Y/s1600/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661266014171379922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ol7ucBgQ--I/TpDbcfmtONI/AAAAAAAAEDE/GXsQpDWeL7Y/s400/023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ron ordered this cake from my favorite bakery~ Marigold's~ it's in a different town. I found out a few weeks ago that Adam and Andrew were on cake duty and went together to pick it up. Andrew was sharing that with me the other day as he was telling me how much he misses Adam. He loves his drives with Adam and the chats. Adam makes him feel very special. We all need that boost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SB3-VV4AImU/TpDbcI0oKaI/AAAAAAAAEC8/rseMgYaYftI/s1600/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 370px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661266008055753122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SB3-VV4AImU/TpDbcI0oKaI/AAAAAAAAEC8/rseMgYaYftI/s400/027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9xmExMGh2O8/TpDbcB5FeQI/AAAAAAAAEC0/O2ewzuIiy68/s1600/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 336px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661266006195403010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9xmExMGh2O8/TpDbcB5FeQI/AAAAAAAAEC0/O2ewzuIiy68/s400/033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (This was one of those 1/2 birthdays....now I'm sliding towards that really big number...oh my!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MSmRQWVd6yM/TpDbb0QG-VI/AAAAAAAAECs/bed41KRBN7Q/s1600/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 356px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661266002533874002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MSmRQWVd6yM/TpDbb0QG-VI/AAAAAAAAECs/bed41KRBN7Q/s400/037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; May 16&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;~ National Junior Honor Society Induction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fCRbSVOwBgc/TpDa20I2e-I/AAAAAAAAECk/XccHNfuxHK4/s1600/050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 298px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661265366848273378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fCRbSVOwBgc/TpDa20I2e-I/AAAAAAAAECk/XccHNfuxHK4/s400/050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PbYehNjkUv4/TpDa2oKbBYI/AAAAAAAAECc/KwOuj381Ojg/s1600/054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661265363633636738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PbYehNjkUv4/TpDa2oKbBYI/AAAAAAAAECc/KwOuj381Ojg/s400/054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christian was inducted. We are so proud of him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gjngbts6vII/TpDa2dp4KLI/AAAAAAAAECU/aBz34Zb6LdI/s1600/056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 282px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661265360812779698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Gjngbts6vII/TpDa2dp4KLI/AAAAAAAAECU/aBz34Zb6LdI/s400/056.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Po3uA8Eh_6E/TpDa2IretVI/AAAAAAAAECM/RfDGcPRx_aw/s1600/061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 371px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661265355182355794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Po3uA8Eh_6E/TpDa2IretVI/AAAAAAAAECM/RfDGcPRx_aw/s400/061.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V4qWTUHi6P8/TpDlbe5SBvI/AAAAAAAAEEM/756kRcwQPKI/s1600/064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 373px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661276991917262578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V4qWTUHi6P8/TpDlbe5SBvI/AAAAAAAAEEM/756kRcwQPKI/s400/064.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May 18&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;~ Piano Recital&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The recital was held at the high school. Nothing Fancy but good practice for the students.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MJBeroat8LY/TpDXfdVkToI/AAAAAAAAECE/XPCX6ncaUe0/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661261667055718018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MJBeroat8LY/TpDXfdVkToI/AAAAAAAAECE/XPCX6ncaUe0/s400/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Andrew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IpxKAxRFy-8/TpDXfEXalCI/AAAAAAAAEB8/r7iy8GVQ7Sg/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661261660352582690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IpxKAxRFy-8/TpDXfEXalCI/AAAAAAAAEB8/r7iy8GVQ7Sg/s400/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;May 20&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;~ &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; last day with Carol, Speech Therapist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2zsG_Jwjopo/TpDXe_poOoI/AAAAAAAAEB0/zBE35deTpuk/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661261659086797442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2zsG_Jwjopo/TpDXe_poOoI/AAAAAAAAEB0/zBE35deTpuk/s400/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0YJoeX6yqQo/TpDXetaRwQI/AAAAAAAAEBs/28vDgUaZShQ/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661261654190571778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0YJoeX6yqQo/TpDXetaRwQI/AAAAAAAAEBs/28vDgUaZShQ/s400/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; has made so much progress with her speech. She has terrific receptive language...we are working with her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;pronunciation&lt;/span&gt; or, expressive language. Again~ her hearing aid works so very well for her. It truly makes a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;difference&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I just wish it stayed on her head, in the correct location. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; will have the surgery to implant it as soon as her skull is thick enough to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Present:&lt;/strong&gt; (I almost forgot) No more boxes on the main two floors. That makes me so very happy. Our basement has boxes we still need to go through. We are going through them so we can purge....our favorite word! We move again in less than 8 months. Wow! I am really going to miss this place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8R2HG3IGDts/TpDr8Q05PVI/AAAAAAAAEEU/1t19WlX0arw/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5661284152146214226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8R2HG3IGDts/TpDr8Q05PVI/AAAAAAAAEEU/1t19WlX0arw/s400/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We live in a historic &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Spanish&lt;/span&gt; revival. This is our entry way for now. I'll share more pictures of the house soon. I am going to research more history on the house. It really is neat but it also has many quirks. I love my neighbors and have plugged in so quickly. This place has been a real blessing. We head to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Carlisle&lt;/span&gt;, Pennsylvania next....the United States Army War College. I have heard that the housing is quite small. I leave it at that. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-3589977236712798247?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/3589977236712798247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=3589977236712798247&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/3589977236712798247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/3589977236712798247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2011/10/where-past-meets-present-part-v.html' title='Where Past Meets Present Part V'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XL400ZM_Ol4/TpDgKE4zlVI/AAAAAAAAEEE/Fn4p8amN_D4/s72-c/070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-5907304110039858914</id><published>2011-10-06T17:53:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T19:13:28.576-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yard sale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='track'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lucey&apos;s Medical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Confirmation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter 2009'/><title type='text'>Where Past Meets Present Part IV</title><content type='html'>Okay, so back to the past. I ended the last &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;WPMP&lt;/span&gt; in April of this year and our amazing son being sworn into the United States Army Reserves (and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey's&lt;/span&gt; dental). This post takes us through the rest of April. Which was a very busy month and the start of the many busy months that followed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;April 17--Palm Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_dnWvjEEHnU/To43CArTK5I/AAAAAAAAEBk/WgYo9ElBxaA/s1600/76.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660522289332169618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_dnWvjEEHnU/To43CArTK5I/AAAAAAAAEBk/WgYo9ElBxaA/s400/76.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Andrew and Christian confirmed their faith and their love for Jesus in the Missouri Synod Lutheran Church. They spent two years studying God's word. Every week they learned a new memory verse and studied their lessons. It was at times, difficult. It was a commitment and time consuming. In the end, rewarding, as they confirmed that Jesus is Lord and Savior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0gwM5aIKnds/To43BomM9aI/AAAAAAAAEBc/QfwODVMRgL4/s1600/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 393px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660522282868340130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0gwM5aIKnds/To43BomM9aI/AAAAAAAAEBc/QfwODVMRgL4/s400/031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had a small celebration for the boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gnx_42sn-aM/To43BawZRKI/AAAAAAAAEBU/sGF06QUS89U/s1600/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660522279152993442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gnx_42sn-aM/To43BawZRKI/AAAAAAAAEBU/sGF06QUS89U/s400/035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The table is set and ready for our guests to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CsEubE3Z47Q/To43BBIDlmI/AAAAAAAAEBM/Zfrj9dsjPeY/s1600/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660522272272914018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CsEubE3Z47Q/To43BBIDlmI/AAAAAAAAEBM/Zfrj9dsjPeY/s400/036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;confirmands&lt;/span&gt; are ready to go to church and share with the congregation that they are committed in Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6dHsb4kt6go/To42gklhOAI/AAAAAAAAEBE/P6AUQOAth9s/s1600/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660521714856048642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6dHsb4kt6go/To42gklhOAI/AAAAAAAAEBE/P6AUQOAth9s/s400/041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Andrew and Christian's class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0wC1TFc7r4U/To42gXSKs0I/AAAAAAAAEA8/TPgT2BO7S1M/s1600/050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660521711285220162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0wC1TFc7r4U/To42gXSKs0I/AAAAAAAAEA8/TPgT2BO7S1M/s400/050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pastor &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mease&lt;/span&gt; and the boys. We miss our church family, Pastor &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mease&lt;/span&gt; and his precious family...I'm so happy we shared this together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dpKXmgBe9sE/To42gKx1JqI/AAAAAAAAEA0/xoVp04t0pkk/s1600/071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660521707928364706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dpKXmgBe9sE/To42gKx1JqI/AAAAAAAAEA0/xoVp04t0pkk/s400/071.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aunt Marianne and Uncle Paul came to support the boys and share the day with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;April 21st&lt;/strong&gt;--We drove to St. Louis for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cranio&lt;/span&gt;-facial team appointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pbloES5ijNM/To41__pp6HI/AAAAAAAAEAs/ZN0kEmQOiio/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660521155185469554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pbloES5ijNM/To41__pp6HI/AAAAAAAAEAs/ZN0kEmQOiio/s400/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With the cap on her head, she is ready to get her picture taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ju8U5-6cVSw/To41_iAMSqI/AAAAAAAAEAk/Q2dC-B17YOU/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660521147226933922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ju8U5-6cVSw/To41_iAMSqI/AAAAAAAAEAk/Q2dC-B17YOU/s400/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There she is on the computer screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are measuring head growth and comparing to other kiddos who also have their skulls measured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey's&lt;/span&gt; appointment went very well. She is growing just as she should be. The plastic surgeon spoke with us for about 45 min. He was ready to start jaw reconstruction this past summer. We chose to wait. He showed us pictures of his ear reconstructions. We are praying for wisdom in how we are to proceed with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt;. Such big decisions. We knew the teeth needed to be fixed first and that was a must. Not too much new news. This was her third team appointment. This went much better than last year. I was so happy Ron could go with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;April 23&lt;/strong&gt;--Coloring Easter Eggs! My sister and her little guy came over to Mom and Dad's to have fun with the eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tlTdvrEurQk/To41tEFThTI/AAAAAAAAEAc/Y6M7JWInb9s/s1600/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660520829957670194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tlTdvrEurQk/To41tEFThTI/AAAAAAAAEAc/Y6M7JWInb9s/s400/029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nana and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; working on the eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;April 24&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-- Easter! He has Risen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-oqsB4KuaQ/To41s8kKCNI/AAAAAAAAEAU/kfk_q5gfBXM/s1600/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660520827939588306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-oqsB4KuaQ/To41s8kKCNI/AAAAAAAAEAU/kfk_q5gfBXM/s400/035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I brought their baskets/buckets with us...I love doing them and the boys get a kick out of them still. We have had these buckets for quite a few years! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; was so excited to see her basket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YLxgRlesWPw/To41sozeTPI/AAAAAAAAEAM/MsVvEmZZL1I/s1600/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 260px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660520822635121906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YLxgRlesWPw/To41sozeTPI/AAAAAAAAEAM/MsVvEmZZL1I/s400/040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; putting her ears on Mr. Max. He can tolerate a lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ATaS5lP5B2Y/To41sBHY7JI/AAAAAAAAEAE/_U5ppKozbIM/s1600/049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660520811981237394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ATaS5lP5B2Y/To41sBHY7JI/AAAAAAAAEAE/_U5ppKozbIM/s400/049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;The Tucker Troops--Easter 2011&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;April 25&lt;/strong&gt;-- Adam wins and American Legion Award&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vzd5KGRu7Es/To40YMYU1vI/AAAAAAAAD_8/0-_PtC9kLTU/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 232px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660519371896051442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vzd5KGRu7Es/To40YMYU1vI/AAAAAAAAD_8/0-_PtC9kLTU/s400/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This award recognizes the boys and girls who are deemed most worthy of the high qualities of citizenship and of true Americanism. I think this award was most appropriately given to Adam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--0koGcDgVMU/To40XnJ92vI/AAAAAAAAD_0/xbzenwmwvu0/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 326px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660519361903713010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--0koGcDgVMU/To40XnJ92vI/AAAAAAAAD_0/xbzenwmwvu0/s400/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Adam and Peter were the boys awarded from his school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;April 26&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;--Adam celebrated his 18&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday! I feel like his special day was crammed into this very busy month. He is such a go-with-the -flow kind of guy...he was happy to have a cupcake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6dAVwArAgYk/To4z9bkIpMI/AAAAAAAAD_s/sSPQ_lF8ScI/s1600/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660518912115647682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6dAVwArAgYk/To4z9bkIpMI/AAAAAAAAD_s/sSPQ_lF8ScI/s400/032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FzFzx3GgEP8/To4z9Ez2m1I/AAAAAAAAD_k/oat83dI6DUk/s1600/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 381px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660518906007558994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FzFzx3GgEP8/To4z9Ez2m1I/AAAAAAAAD_k/oat83dI6DUk/s400/023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is what 18 looks like! A man....an honorable man. A man I'm so proud to call son.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;April 27&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;--Christian at a home track meet. Christian is in Gold and Navy closest to the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VSVRi8DMwUs/To4zbYzPjCI/AAAAAAAAD_c/jg8SCWUjXxY/s1600/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660518327258156066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VSVRi8DMwUs/To4zbYzPjCI/AAAAAAAAD_c/jg8SCWUjXxY/s400/038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dQhBg09R5D0/To4zbPvGfHI/AAAAAAAAD_U/A8x1MmBqTZQ/s1600/042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660518324824865906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dQhBg09R5D0/To4zbPvGfHI/AAAAAAAAD_U/A8x1MmBqTZQ/s400/042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As you can see by this picture, he was not happy with his time. He ran a 6 min. 2 sec. mile. He is very hard on himself and disappointed. He went out there to break the 6 min. mark. Christian also has asthma. The kind that requires daily medication....the kind that can scare a mom to tears. I have been in the ER with him more than I can count. I'm so proud of Christian! I think his time was amazing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;April 30&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-- The Ft. Leavenworth Post Wide Yard Sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cLq50jcggiE/To4zaxzHjnI/AAAAAAAAD_M/qNGPbskLZ-g/s1600/048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660518316788649586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cLq50jcggiE/To4zaxzHjnI/AAAAAAAAD_M/qNGPbskLZ-g/s400/048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have to say, I was organized and ready despite 5 teenage boys spending the night at my house the night before....what was I thinking?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EMQ7oJgNAyE/To4zam1fNkI/AAAAAAAAD_E/bhPqaDOGT90/s1600/054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660518313845798466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EMQ7oJgNAyE/To4zam1fNkI/AAAAAAAAD_E/bhPqaDOGT90/s400/054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We sold quite a bit of our "stuff" to help lighten the load of our move. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; was loving the boys Hulk Hands. I think all the kids had fun with them....by the end...they were ready for the trash. The little car was not for sale despite people asking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;October 6, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rM3sjafSU_E/To4yCeBiK9I/AAAAAAAAD-8/FXJC5tPUaNg/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660516799651916754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rM3sjafSU_E/To4yCeBiK9I/AAAAAAAAD-8/FXJC5tPUaNg/s400/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Present---&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; and her pumpkins....it's a beautiful day here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-5907304110039858914?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/5907304110039858914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=5907304110039858914&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/5907304110039858914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/5907304110039858914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2011/10/where-past-meets-present-part-iv.html' title='Where Past Meets Present Part IV'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_dnWvjEEHnU/To43CArTK5I/AAAAAAAAEBk/WgYo9ElBxaA/s72-c/76.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-5507150701760147081</id><published>2011-09-30T15:16:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T15:53:05.250-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lucey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><title type='text'>Sparkles and Bows</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8CxjaNGEHPQ/ToYlNjkmtNI/AAAAAAAAD-0/OQEmIG0X4UU/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658250896654906578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8CxjaNGEHPQ/ToYlNjkmtNI/AAAAAAAAD-0/OQEmIG0X4UU/s400/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sparkles and bows....a girl after my own heart. God created me very much a girlie girl. God gave me a daughter who, if possible, is more of a girlie girl than I. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lucey was very much in need of a new pair of tennis shoes. Her poor little toes were pushed to the very end of the ones she has been wearing for the past 4 months. I was looking at the K*ds; white Maryjane's. Simple. Lucey had other ideas. She picked out these S.R. "fancy" pair. I tried to steer her towards the ones I was looking at for her but she kept talking about the ones with sparkles. She kept talking sparkles....so I gave in. This was the first time she had such a strong opinion about something she wanted to wear. I do think they are cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I spotted the grown-up version out of the corner of my eye....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We both walked out with our bags of sparkles and bows. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A Mother-Daughter moment for sure. Shoe shopping. There will be plenty more to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(There seems to be a shoe pattern with Lucey...two shoe posts in a row)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-5507150701760147081?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/5507150701760147081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=5507150701760147081&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/5507150701760147081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/5507150701760147081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2011/09/sparkles-and-bows.html' title='Sparkles and Bows'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8CxjaNGEHPQ/ToYlNjkmtNI/AAAAAAAAD-0/OQEmIG0X4UU/s72-c/014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-6105774065540145069</id><published>2011-09-27T10:22:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T11:08:57.148-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinderella</title><content type='html'>After Lucey's speech evaluation yesterday, we stopped into Tuesd*y M*rnings to look around. I rarely go shopping. I love to shop but there is so very little time and I have to drive quite a distance to shop at the stores I love. We do have the store I just mentioned above. I'm looking for bedding for Andrew's room. They had nothing in that department but they did have, at a very low cost, these "glass" slippers. Lucey was so excited and I just couldn't help but buy them for her. She loves to play dress-up and she uses her imagination to create a sweet little world for herself. She also asked in the most polite way and I couldn't resist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1giNYBOShh0/ToHqzak1ZHI/AAAAAAAAD-s/BZK7BmyFmzc/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 294px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657060775982097522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1giNYBOShh0/ToHqzak1ZHI/AAAAAAAAD-s/BZK7BmyFmzc/s400/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I also bought her three puzzles. She loves puzzles and so do I. They were also very reasonable--to be honest---cheap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xCeVZ1pjZZI/ToHqzCWphbI/AAAAAAAAD-k/qQ832fg4AUg/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 280px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657060769480148402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xCeVZ1pjZZI/ToHqzCWphbI/AAAAAAAAD-k/qQ832fg4AUg/s400/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This morning she had fun being a princess and we put together one of her new puzzles. I sat with her but she really does not need me for a puzzle this size. I was enjoying watching her figure it all out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a few things on my calendar this morning and decided to clear them off. I came back from our trip exhausted and 4 weeks behind on all that needs to happen around here. {Just to recap the last 4 + weeks....Lucey's pain which stopped production around here, my parents visit, my trip to St. Louis for surgery and then our trip to Adam's graduation} then caught a cold. I was feeling very under the weather over the weekend. Today I feel much better! Yippee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cinderella for me looks more like this.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/cinderella/marylandsunshine1954/graphics/disney-cinderella-gif.gif?o=6" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i205.photobucket.com/albums/bb222/marylandsunshine1954/graphics/disney-cinderella-gif.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually very excited about getting things around here back to clean...it's not clean here. I also need to organize. Papers are everywhere....to include Lucey's speech eval. from yesterday....the papers just keep stacking up. I have a few prescriptions that need to be filled. Yikes! Important stuff like that just slipping through my disorganized cracks. And there is more that I won't bore you with. Sometimes I become paralyzed when I look around and see all that needs to be done. I know, that sounds ridiculous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm clinging to this today....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh 1:9............ "Be strong and of good courage; do not be afraid, nor be dismayed,&lt;br /&gt;for the Lord your God is with you wherever you go."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-6105774065540145069?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/6105774065540145069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=6105774065540145069&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/6105774065540145069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/6105774065540145069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2011/09/cinderella.html' title='Cinderella'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1giNYBOShh0/ToHqzak1ZHI/AAAAAAAAD-s/BZK7BmyFmzc/s72-c/008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-655190629175455858</id><published>2011-09-27T09:49:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T10:20:14.818-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boy Scouts'/><title type='text'>My Boy Scouts</title><content type='html'>Andrew and Christian are fully &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;committed&lt;/span&gt; this year to their Boy Scout troop. It's a small troop (about 16 boys) which can be an advantage. It's organized, they can get their work done in a timely manner because there is less chaos and the scout master has more time with each individual boy ( a little encouragement). Ron has more time this year to partner with the boys. They love having their dad along! Last weekend the three of them headed out for a two day camping trip with the scouts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HNI5m0kAYDA/ToHjzXYT_WI/AAAAAAAAD-U/sBd3c7pxJvY/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 284px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657053078542876002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HNI5m0kAYDA/ToHjzXYT_WI/AAAAAAAAD-U/sBd3c7pxJvY/s400/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christian-left and Andrew-right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wQlFCQozTfA/ToHjzH79TCI/AAAAAAAAD-M/pdeVXGY6k_0/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657053074397416482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wQlFCQozTfA/ToHjzH79TCI/AAAAAAAAD-M/pdeVXGY6k_0/s400/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Andrew is a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Chaplain's&lt;/span&gt; aide. He is so enthusiastic about praying with the troop. Warms my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-acgqOqWbAYM/ToHjy-bRVrI/AAAAAAAAD-E/YQhLHoHR648/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657053071844398770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-acgqOqWbAYM/ToHjy-bRVrI/AAAAAAAAD-E/YQhLHoHR648/s400/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They are never really thrilled with me and my camera but recording these events are so important to me. They were not cooperating so I started saying &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;ridiculous&lt;/span&gt;, silly things. I don't dare to share on here....Ron missed it, as you can see... smiling away. (Ron was just fitted for hearing aids. I'll share more on that when he finally gets them. Briefly, his hearing loss is due to his 30 years in the military and the jobs he had.) Andrew-left....is looking at me like I have lost my mind. Christian is trying not to bust out laughing.... I'm usually very "lady like" if you will.... This photo sure beats the ones before it. They looked like they were in so much pain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They had a great time camping. Ron bought our family a tent and is ready to jump back out into the woods. I have never camped* in a tent* in my life. Not even as a Girl Scout. I'm game. I'll give it a go. I'll take one for the team to enjoy time with my guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-655190629175455858?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/655190629175455858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=655190629175455858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/655190629175455858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/655190629175455858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-boy-scouts.html' title='My Boy Scouts'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HNI5m0kAYDA/ToHjzXYT_WI/AAAAAAAAD-U/sBd3c7pxJvY/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-4607916167670903591</id><published>2011-09-26T17:01:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T18:41:14.303-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my blog'/><title type='text'>I'm excited about my new look~</title><content type='html'>I was feeling like the ugly duckling in the pond....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CfBeuRYjRwU/ToD3-iierwI/AAAAAAAAD98/YuH-UABsTCc/s1600/ugly%2Bduckling.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 284px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656793785772715778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CfBeuRYjRwU/ToD3-iierwI/AAAAAAAAD98/YuH-UABsTCc/s400/ugly%2Bduckling.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;...Now I'm swimming with the swans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have long admired the beautiful blogs I visit and the beautiful stories that are shared. What a blessing that I found this&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://growingournest.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;....a lovely, sweet family on their journey to adoption. She told me about this talented blog designer,&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://theartoflivingcustomdesigns.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Jen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;,who also has an amazing family and they are about ready to travel to bring their precious son home from China. Jen is working on a big fundraiser. Designing 100 Blogs in 30 days. Click &lt;a href="http://theartoflivingcustomdesigns.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for more information...there is still a few days left to get in on this wonderful opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A note to Jen~ I love my new look, thank you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you to my friends who offered to help me! I really appreciate your generous offers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-4607916167670903591?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/4607916167670903591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=4607916167670903591&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/4607916167670903591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/4607916167670903591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2011/09/im-excited-about-my-new-look.html' title='I&apos;m excited about my new look~'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CfBeuRYjRwU/ToD3-iierwI/AAAAAAAAD98/YuH-UABsTCc/s72-c/ugly%2Bduckling.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-9071200522529264583</id><published>2011-09-22T10:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T10:07:06.822-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Singing in The Sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lmWTuTpNapU/TntODDxXPsI/AAAAAAAAD9s/7nnEXVmqQZA/s1600/055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 264px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655199571552714434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lmWTuTpNapU/TntODDxXPsI/AAAAAAAAD9s/7nnEXVmqQZA/s400/055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A beautiful sunny day in September...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;chaotic&lt;/span&gt; and at times I just wanted to sit down in the middle of the mess and cry. It's pictures like this that remind me of all the good things....&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; dancing through the sprinkler singing her "I miss Adam songs..." &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt;, pain free and singing again. Thank you, Jesus....for your love and care and handling the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;messies&lt;/span&gt; for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-9071200522529264583?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/9071200522529264583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=9071200522529264583&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/9071200522529264583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/9071200522529264583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2011/09/singing-in-sun.html' title='Singing in The Sun'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lmWTuTpNapU/TntODDxXPsI/AAAAAAAAD9s/7nnEXVmqQZA/s72-c/055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-5935241722486952387</id><published>2011-09-10T17:07:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T18:04:15.527-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lucey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lucey&apos;s Surgery'/><title type='text'>A Happy Smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I posted this photo first, the morning after her surgery. All smiles. Lucey and I spent the day together shopping and playing. Lucey had a great nights sleep. No pain meds and felt great. I have been praising God for her quick recovery. No more pain and boy did she eat this day. I took her to The Olive Garden where she inhaled a bowl of pasta. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TFKRni9qPzg/TmvlkOai4HI/AAAAAAAAD9U/xWbqi7ftGqU/s1600/027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650862567973904498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TFKRni9qPzg/TmvlkOai4HI/AAAAAAAAD9U/xWbqi7ftGqU/s400/027.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I took this fuzzy picture with my phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rest of the pictures were taken with an old point and shoot. I just didn't want to lug extra baggage on to the train. As it was, I struggled with the little I had with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ohUTVW9ibb8/TmvhBRmNocI/AAAAAAAAD9E/L_sqKdxfqOk/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650857569486217666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ohUTVW9ibb8/TmvhBRmNocI/AAAAAAAAD9E/L_sqKdxfqOk/s400/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Packed up and ready to go to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZVtQP4P2u3Q/TmvhBC97jLI/AAAAAAAAD88/-s1Jv6jsPxA/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 254px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650857565559164082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZVtQP4P2u3Q/TmvhBC97jLI/AAAAAAAAD88/-s1Jv6jsPxA/s400/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My parents were visiting us in Oklahoma for the Labor Day Weekend. Lucey and I rode back to St. Louis with them. Lucey's surgery was at St. Louis Children's Hospital. I'm so grateful they could get us in sooner than the planned October 19th date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TBwOokuvDy4/TmvhBOzsyiI/AAAAAAAAD80/WcNdT2ddEXs/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 311px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650857568737479202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TBwOokuvDy4/TmvhBOzsyiI/AAAAAAAAD80/WcNdT2ddEXs/s400/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lu was a little concerned about what was going to happen. The staff at St. Louis Children's Hospital made her feel comfortable very quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FBCJJbAOmhE/TmvlkVu9ubI/AAAAAAAAD9c/VpLdFdJzbjc/s1600/028.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650862569938598322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FBCJJbAOmhE/TmvlkVu9ubI/AAAAAAAAD9c/VpLdFdJzbjc/s400/028.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She let me help her into her scrubs and we tucked her in for what became a long wait. Lucey's last meal was completed at 6:00 a.m. and she was not wheeled to surgery until 3:00. She struggled a little towards the end. The television was a huge distraction. (I also gave her piggy back rides and we played in the waiting area.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vmG0ygWRsao/TmvhA-D15_I/AAAAAAAAD8s/umEziAXIoZ8/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650857564241782770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vmG0ygWRsao/TmvhA-D15_I/AAAAAAAAD8s/umEziAXIoZ8/s400/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She chose bubble gum flavored medicine for her mask. She was really enjoying this scent. She chose bubble gum but she has never had a piece of gum in her life. I guess it sounded fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qrZ6P1cpf5Y/TmvghzLDnCI/AAAAAAAAD8k/sIQ2aIFvyGo/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650857028743306274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qrZ6P1cpf5Y/TmvghzLDnCI/AAAAAAAAD8k/sIQ2aIFvyGo/s400/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was told that Lucey came out of surgery, was awakened and then she let everyone know that she wanted to sleep. She came to us looking so peaceful, angelic. This was a very different scenario from her experience last summer. She was very agitated coming out of anesthetic last year and then became sick to her stomach. I was prepared for that but she never had a problem. Another praise was that the anesthesiologist was very familiar with the difficulty in intubating Lucey last year (Lucey has a challenging airway). So he used a fiberoptic scope and was able to intubate her on the first try. Which also made the recovery much easier. She never seemed to have a sore throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mZmPuYwDXXQ/TmvlkfaBxjI/AAAAAAAAD9k/yyt5KxBEDTw/s1600/029.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650862572535137842" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mZmPuYwDXXQ/TmvlkfaBxjI/AAAAAAAAD9k/yyt5KxBEDTw/s400/029.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucey slept for an hour. She woke up and asked for that Popsicle. She chose grape. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4-tLZcc98pE/Tmvgh__iR1I/AAAAAAAAD8c/_qpHLaXSBCA/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 293px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650857032184645458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4-tLZcc98pE/Tmvgh__iR1I/AAAAAAAAD8c/_qpHLaXSBCA/s400/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Dad drove us to the hospital and stayed with us for the day. Lucey was very happy to have a little snuggle time with her Papa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My dear friend, Katie, also came and was such a huge support to me. Thank you, Katie....for the coffee, for the sandwich and also for the "Lucey Sandwich"....you know what I mean! That was so sweet and so very helpful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOQ02HI3ShU/TmvghkfWhjI/AAAAAAAAD8U/UEg_mk2FZlI/s1600/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650857024801900082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FOQ02HI3ShU/TmvghkfWhjI/AAAAAAAAD8U/UEg_mk2FZlI/s400/024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We took the train home. 17 hours. It was fairly pleasant. Lucey slept well....I did not. We snuggled all night and that I loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_t5M1kq2LCY/TmvhNvQwpjI/AAAAAAAAD9M/esCFd9CPc38/s1600/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650857783607731762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_t5M1kq2LCY/TmvhNvQwpjI/AAAAAAAAD9M/esCFd9CPc38/s400/025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We loved the lounge car where we could spread out our Polly Pockets and play. The view was really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EvWC1iKmgHk/TmvghoEmRBI/AAAAAAAAD8M/-qpB3p4Q58Y/s1600/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650857025763427346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EvWC1iKmgHk/TmvghoEmRBI/AAAAAAAAD8M/-qpB3p4Q58Y/s400/026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ron picked us up in Dallas.....what a fantastic sight for my weary eyes. I was never so happy to be with him and to be heading home to the boys minus Adam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for praying for us. The surgery could not have gone any smoother. Two root canals, two crowns and two fillings. I was expecting more damage. The surgeon was wonderful and positive. Lucey now has some silver bling in her mouth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In 3 days we board a plane (all 5 of us) to South Carolina for Adam's Basic Training Graduation. Stay tuned. I am prepared with tissue. I can't wait to give my tall guy a huge hug!!! I last hugged him on July 5th. Over two months ago. That's way too long for this Mom. My Children mean everything to me. I'm so proud of Adam. But I still miss him more than words can express. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-5935241722486952387?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/5935241722486952387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=5935241722486952387&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/5935241722486952387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/5935241722486952387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-smile.html' title='A Happy Smile'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TFKRni9qPzg/TmvlkOai4HI/AAAAAAAAD9U/xWbqi7ftGqU/s72-c/027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-3251582541460747448</id><published>2011-08-30T19:31:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T07:57:40.798-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lucey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dentist'/><title type='text'>Where Past Meets Present III</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Update:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;On Wednesday of last week Lucey's pain became unbearable! I felt helpless, the pain medication was not working. I was ready to melt down. I called my neighbor who sat with Lucey while I came up with a plan. Lu was crying so loud I could not make the phone calls. I called a pediatric dentist from the phone book and explained the situation. They squeezed us in. I was also running carpool. The dentist was very compassionate and said she could put temp. fillings in there hoping that would tide Lucey over until she has the surgery. I left the office, picked up carpool, took the kids home and then back to the dentist for the procedure. They gave Lucey some "laughing" gas and put the fillings in. I told Lu they were band aids. She accepted that and did pretty well. She has been a new kid ever since. Another answer to my pleading prayers with God. Lucey was not eating well and now she is back to eating and living pain free. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;My parents have been here so I've been busy with them. We leave tomorrow for St. Louis. A ten hour drive. I'm coming home on Friday. I decided to take the train. A little crazy but I think it could be fun. We leave on Thursday night and will arrive in Dallas on Friday morning. Ron will drive the three hours to pick us up. I have a lot to do to get us ready today and get the boys all settled before I leave for the week. I'm grateful we can have Lucey's teeth fixed before we fly to South Carolina on the 13th for Adam's graduation. Thank you for all of your prayers. I can feel them. xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Past&lt;/strong&gt;: On April 14, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucey had a dental appointment with a fantastic team. Everyone was so good with her and she, for the first time, allowed someone to really look, clean and floss her teeth. Lucey has a host of issues going on in her mouth. It could be related to her hemifacial microsomia, the bottle she drank (large hole in the nipple to allow the milk and rice to flow into her mouth...Lucey's had a difficult time sucking) which was the complete source of her caloric intake, genetic...we don't know....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After going through this appointment we learned that this dentist could not do the work necessary. He practiced in one state but the big children's hospital was in the other. I had not thought about that. I figured he could perform the surgery at the children's hospital located in his state. The hospitals are related and just 20 miles apart. So back to the drawing board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--aaiZL0opmo/Tl2BF2aA6_I/AAAAAAAAD78/9gz1QosbmfU/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646811445296425970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--aaiZL0opmo/Tl2BF2aA6_I/AAAAAAAAD78/9gz1QosbmfU/s400/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We were in St. Louis in June so we went back to her original team at St. Louis Children's Hospital. The doctor said from what he can tell from looking, Lucey needs several crowns and a possible root canal. He would not know for sure until he gets in there when she is asleep. They could not get her in....get this....until October 19th. Okay....so let's hope and pray for now she does not have to experience pain. In July she had some pain. I cringed. We were at Disney World (We'll get to that). No problem....a little Tylenol did the trick....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Present:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucey has been in a lot of pain. For about a week she has had severe pain every day. We have been making phone calls, pleading with the hospital to squeeze her in. She has been through Emergency where I sat in the parking lot while talking to the pediatric nurse on the phone wondering what to do. Lucey is on an antibiotic and pain meds. We are so very careful with her sugar and what she eats. I put clove oil (tastes yucky) on the molars that hurt the worst. Most of all, we pray! You would think fixing teeth would be easy. Not for Lucey. We were told last summer when she had surgery that she has a deformed airway. We were called from the OR and given this very specific piece of information. Important to know in case of an emergency. Lucey can't have surgery just anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I called my prayer warrior friend.....we prayed. Today we got a call from St. Louis letting us know they can fit Lucey in a week from tomorrow!!! My parents arrive on Thursday and leave to go home to St. Louis next Tuesday! Lucey and I are hitching a ride with them. Isn't that wonderful! Lucey and I will fly home a few days after her surgery dependant on how well she is doing. I spent the afternoon (today) working with our insurance and a very helpful case manager at our post hospital. Another answered prayer...her name is Mary and Mary is so compassionate and working hard to get all the referrals in place so Lucey can get the help she needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need to make Lucey comfortable. Please pray that she is not overcome with pain. That her abscess does not make her very sick. Today was so very rough. Thank you so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dgjTo54Onng/Tl2cV2baY4I/AAAAAAAAD8E/AIwwTwDhEc4/s1600/127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 314px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646841406994146178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dgjTo54Onng/Tl2cV2baY4I/AAAAAAAAD8E/AIwwTwDhEc4/s400/127.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm sharing a sneak peek picture of Lucey with Cinderella at our princess breakfast this summer at Disney World. What a fabulous experience. Lucey, myself and my mom enjoyed every minute of our royal dining engagement. Lucey was very much into it. Of course I'll share more later. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;Beth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find; knock, and it shall be opened unto you." (Matthew 7:7)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm praising God today for answered prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-3251582541460747448?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/3251582541460747448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=3251582541460747448&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/3251582541460747448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/3251582541460747448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2011/08/where-past-meets-present-iii.html' title='Where Past Meets Present III'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--aaiZL0opmo/Tl2BF2aA6_I/AAAAAAAAD78/9gz1QosbmfU/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-4061072313301057878</id><published>2011-08-30T13:21:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T15:36:27.765-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prom 2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='golfing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adam&apos;s Army'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Andrew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adam'/><title type='text'>Where Past Meets Present II</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Past:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On April 9&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, 2011-- Adam became a Soldier in the United States Army Reserves-- Signal Corp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1P-2ViEzv4A/Tl0zAijIZVI/AAAAAAAAD7s/hq1vnV06Fws/s1600/561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646725592159642962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1P-2ViEzv4A/Tl0zAijIZVI/AAAAAAAAD7s/hq1vnV06Fws/s400/561.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A few hours later.....he went to his Senior Pom. Balanced between being a man and a teenager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1xwAyI8Ltuo/Tl0zAXWS24I/AAAAAAAAD7k/hv_-V2n7T10/s1600/589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 194px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646725589153012610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1xwAyI8Ltuo/Tl0zAXWS24I/AAAAAAAAD7k/hv_-V2n7T10/s400/589.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My handsome boy; not quite 18.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_MuY_WG2HZs/Tl0zAKoyTzI/AAAAAAAAD7c/SKEe8mldYVI/s1600/562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 358px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646725585740910386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_MuY_WG2HZs/Tl0zAKoyTzI/AAAAAAAAD7c/SKEe8mldYVI/s400/562.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Adam's tiny prom date and very good friend, Andy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2f3E4yBvS-g/Tl0y_xKhm1I/AAAAAAAAD7U/tUIUcXt7ANw/s1600/572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646725578903100242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2f3E4yBvS-g/Tl0y_xKhm1I/AAAAAAAAD7U/tUIUcXt7ANw/s400/572.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to get the whole group. All of the Senior class are such great friends. All meeting up and enjoying being dressed up together. One of their last big hurrahs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zYODJlrmICg/Tl0y_vQocdI/AAAAAAAAD7M/hT00hnrAqhw/s1600/574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 399px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646725578391843282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zYODJlrmICg/Tl0y_vQocdI/AAAAAAAAD7M/hT00hnrAqhw/s400/574.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at Adam....looking fresh and young....he looks so much more grown up just 4 1/2 months later. A lot can happen in a short period of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kNWQxr_yI3w/Tl0v3jVD0KI/AAAAAAAAD7E/SnzH_RRXT4A/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646722139215351970" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kNWQxr_yI3w/Tl0v3jVD0KI/AAAAAAAAD7E/SnzH_RRXT4A/s400/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The kids went in a huge, stretch limo to dinner while the parents are getting ready for them to make their grand entrance. This is the fun part....having fun with our kids and they were having fun being admired for who they have become and how wonderful they look this night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ud5mJLwW43M/Tl0v3qrE_TI/AAAAAAAAD68/wfjAMOR3mns/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 398px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646722141186751794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ud5mJLwW43M/Tl0v3qrE_TI/AAAAAAAAD68/wfjAMOR3mns/s400/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; waited patiently as she blew her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;bubbles&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FEE-foGzLq4/Tl0v3SKH5NI/AAAAAAAAD60/gbT0dYTMMoE/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646722134606079186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FEE-foGzLq4/Tl0v3SKH5NI/AAAAAAAAD60/gbT0dYTMMoE/s400/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Adam and Andy walking towards Andy's Father to shake his hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--6qfxo-xeuY/Tl0v3Kce1EI/AAAAAAAAD6s/Jcri28NRhgU/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646722132535596098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--6qfxo-xeuY/Tl0v3Kce1EI/AAAAAAAAD6s/Jcri28NRhgU/s400/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A funny comment being made....it went something like, "that's my daughter, take care of her tonight." The crowd of parents were laughing. Of course I know my son would take very good care of his date. He is just that kind of guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JTgWenQXGu4/Tl0v3JmQy6I/AAAAAAAAD6k/TDNAPlI9BO4/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 251px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646722132308183970" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JTgWenQXGu4/Tl0v3JmQy6I/AAAAAAAAD6k/TDNAPlI9BO4/s400/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We took a quick peek at them in the dance....a quick photo and we left them alone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Present:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday August 28, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oGxghz8HtXo/Tl1GmQTO9VI/AAAAAAAAD70/-NxZ45tyDx0/s1600/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646747130817082706" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oGxghz8HtXo/Tl1GmQTO9VI/AAAAAAAAD70/-NxZ45tyDx0/s400/7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The latest picture to hit &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Face book&lt;/span&gt;! Another morning to rejoice! To get these treasured snapshots. He is finishing up weapons training here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, Ron take Andrew and Christian for 9 holes of golf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QW4Xwbekw0E/Tl0sW4fAeLI/AAAAAAAAD6c/elgH9xGtlgA/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 342px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646718279423654066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QW4Xwbekw0E/Tl0sW4fAeLI/AAAAAAAAD6c/elgH9xGtlgA/s400/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;August 29, 2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andrew makes dinner for the family. He went through my cookbooks and decided on the menu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3GOlX6UJvVE/Tl0sWlyoWMI/AAAAAAAAD6U/Ss063O1wUGA/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646718274405685442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3GOlX6UJvVE/Tl0sWlyoWMI/AAAAAAAAD6U/Ss063O1wUGA/s400/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Andrew is making lemon scones. We have never made them before. They were pretty easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FXGC3sAokL4/Tl0sWt0RZJI/AAAAAAAAD6M/jUdToY8Fy_4/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646718276560053394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FXGC3sAokL4/Tl0sWt0RZJI/AAAAAAAAD6M/jUdToY8Fy_4/s400/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He made a Southwest Tortellini Soup. I have made this before and it is very delicious and perfect for a beginner cook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ww3RbetjymI/Tl0q95YRZTI/AAAAAAAAD6E/XtOF5AxCKno/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646716750655481138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ww3RbetjymI/Tl0q95YRZTI/AAAAAAAAD6E/XtOF5AxCKno/s400/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Voila....a beautiful meal we all enjoyed together. Thank you, Andrew, for putting your heart and soul into this &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;delicious&lt;/span&gt; creation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fda2yPOMyaQ/Tl0q9scBu8I/AAAAAAAAD58/JBwYtvGsyp8/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646716747181571010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fda2yPOMyaQ/Tl0q9scBu8I/AAAAAAAAD58/JBwYtvGsyp8/s400/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back soon for part III&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-4061072313301057878?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/4061072313301057878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=4061072313301057878&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/4061072313301057878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/4061072313301057878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2011/08/where-past-meets-present-ii.html' title='Where Past Meets Present II'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1P-2ViEzv4A/Tl0zAijIZVI/AAAAAAAAD7s/hq1vnV06Fws/s72-c/561.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-8291536566781505041</id><published>2011-08-27T11:25:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T12:47:21.784-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Army Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='First Day of School'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adam'/><title type='text'>Where Past Meets Present Part I</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Missing Adam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Past--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why&lt;/strong&gt;? &lt;strong&gt;Where&lt;/strong&gt; is he you ask? Way back in April....April 9&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; to be exact...Adam was sworn into the United States Army Reserves. He has always wanted to serve. Thinking ROTC Scholarship and maybe going to college in the Midwest. Adam has a calling to learn Mandarin Chinese. After he researched many schools, applied to quite a few he quickly realized that many universities don't offer the complete program he had wanted. He researched more and the University of Hawaii became his first choice. Getting there was going to be an issue. Out of state tuition is expensive and with airline travel also being expensive he started looking into the reserves. It sure helped that his Dad (thanks honey) was the Midwest Recruiting Battalion Commander. ;-) There was a slot open at a reserve unit in communication (Signal Corp) right there near the college. He was accepted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;He went off to Basic Training on July 5&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. (I have pictures of that day...I'll share later). The last we spoke to him was July 9&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;. It is very difficult not being able to talk to your child when for 18 years he has been right here. His happy, loving personality and he is such a great story teller. We miss his stories. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2TzQkV11eVM/Tlkj9qd3UXI/AAAAAAAAD5s/JNtvmCXJO6E/s1600/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 304px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645583150164169074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2TzQkV11eVM/Tlkj9qd3UXI/AAAAAAAAD5s/JNtvmCXJO6E/s400/6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; and I drew this picture for Adam. We have been sending as much mail as our fingers will let....&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; sings, "I miss you Adam" songs she makes up at random times. It's precious. I'll talk more about the emotional component to this change in our lives at another time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7AGP2v08WpQ/Tlkj9e9saSI/AAAAAAAAD5k/NMm2fI77HC4/s1600/552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645583147076446498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7AGP2v08WpQ/Tlkj9e9saSI/AAAAAAAAD5k/NMm2fI77HC4/s400/552.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My two Soldiers....Ron (Adam's Dad) swearing him in. It was very special and very emotional. Ron never misses a beat when giving the oath but on this day, there was a choke in his voice. He read from scripture....our Heavenly Father's Words....then Ron's own words and then the oath of enlistment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uKD2MSRPEn8/Tlkj9BKNNzI/AAAAAAAAD5c/Iy6v-02EQnI/s1600/553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 309px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645583139075864370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uKD2MSRPEn8/Tlkj9BKNNzI/AAAAAAAAD5c/Iy6v-02EQnI/s400/553.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We will never forget this day. A young man making big, manly decisions. I'm so proud of Adam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hc-bpczp8Ig/Tlkj80uHm3I/AAAAAAAAD5U/6hbiE4V1NtQ/s1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645583135736830834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hc-bpczp8Ig/Tlkj80uHm3I/AAAAAAAAD5U/6hbiE4V1NtQ/s400/5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is Adam at Grenade Qualification Day about a week ago (There are volunteers who go into the field to take pictures for the loved ones at home. It was a blessing that Adam was photographed that day and he thought to send an "I love You" via sign language. Just three weeks from graduation. He does not quite look like himself. I can see where he has matured. He has talked about it in his letters. I know it's been rough but he is doing it. All is letters are very upbeat and humorous. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Present--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the midst of saying good-bye to Adam (more of that crazy story, later)....we were getting ready to say good-bye to friends and family as we were preparing to move. A little extra added stress....not knowing where. A tug of war between some big people... We ended up going to Ft. Sill. We had to move up our pack date due to housing. After 10 days in a La Quinta Inn (because we had our little Maxi with us) a house became available in a historic area of Ft. Sill. Academic Heights....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is our home....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fduq0LdAanY/Tlkg1DTtH6I/AAAAAAAAD5M/rikl1Wsu0T4/s1600/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645579703678738338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fduq0LdAanY/Tlkg1DTtH6I/AAAAAAAAD5M/rikl1Wsu0T4/s400/026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g6oJYV6E_oc/TlkgIGT_WBI/AAAAAAAAD5E/1rxs1XM3AT8/s1600/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645578931391125522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g6oJYV6E_oc/TlkgIGT_WBI/AAAAAAAAD5E/1rxs1XM3AT8/s400/024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have settled in quick. Ron loves his job. I love my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nieghbors&lt;/span&gt;; everyone is so friendly and I have joined a few groups already. The boys started piano lessons and Boy Scouts and are waiting for basketball season to start. I need to plug &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; in. I have started homeschooling her for now. More on that later and why I made that decision. So much to share!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We move in about 9 months. Now isn't that funny. To Pennsylvania....but for now....we are settled here and making it home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QIjfrH2LvIo/TlkgHou8bRI/AAAAAAAAD40/RFfo2nOlSuI/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 332px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645578923451116818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QIjfrH2LvIo/TlkgHou8bRI/AAAAAAAAD40/RFfo2nOlSuI/s400/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Andrew and Christian were so happy to be going to school to meet friends. We settled on a small private/Christian school for them. This was their first day in their t-shirts....casual Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8C5o4UOafio/TlkgH-yGuNI/AAAAAAAAD48/N_4cwclhMoA/s1600/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 308px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645578929369954514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8C5o4UOafio/TlkgH-yGuNI/AAAAAAAAD48/N_4cwclhMoA/s400/020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I snapped this cute picture of the boys in their uniform shirts heading out the door in the morning. We have a great carpool. I only have to drive every third week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come back soon for part II of "Where Past Meets Present." No matter how I journal all that has taken place....I think it's going to get confusing....so hang in there with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to have my blog spruced up....does anyone have any suggestions of who could do this for me? I have a budget for this. I have looked at a few sites but I'm just not sure where to turn. I thought about trying it myself but I have no clue as to how to do this. As you can see by the way it looks now...I'm no good at this. Thank you for your help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-8291536566781505041?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/8291536566781505041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=8291536566781505041&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/8291536566781505041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/8291536566781505041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2011/08/where-past-meets-present-part-i.html' title='Where Past Meets Present Part I'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2TzQkV11eVM/Tlkj9qd3UXI/AAAAAAAAD5s/JNtvmCXJO6E/s72-c/6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-6416403912056151670</id><published>2011-08-25T16:13:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T16:39:49.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Been A Long Time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yuLKQjpR3QA/Tla_HaGGNAI/AAAAAAAAD4s/K0BPstaZdK4/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's been a whirl wind of adventure and emotions since our spring Break Vacation to San Antonio....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided that it's time I collect myself and share all that has been going on with the Tucker Troops over the past 5 months....has it really been that long? Maybe the fastest 5 months of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lot's of Blessings and letting go....not easy to do when I want to control my nomadic world. After 20 years of being an Army Wife one would think I would have learned to roll with the flow...I'm still working on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the course of the next few days or weeks I'll share how life has unfolded for us...I'm sure none of you are holding your breath!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave this post with a picture of our sweet girl...Miss Lucey Lu is much more adaptable. She is doing very well other than her teeth are really bothering her. We are working on a plan....more of that later. Please pray for her. She has been in a lot of pain. Today is a better day. She is on an antibiotic which has helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xFLcTJBPlvI/Tla8YG5NkdI/AAAAAAAAD4k/A7XI7uIxb4M/s1600/038%2B-%2BCopy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 376px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644906305308955090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xFLcTJBPlvI/Tla8YG5NkdI/AAAAAAAAD4k/A7XI7uIxb4M/s400/038%2B-%2BCopy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Andrew and Christian were not feeling so great about our move but since school has started (8th grade) their hearts have softened and are enjoying their new school and friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yuLKQjpR3QA/Tla_HaGGNAI/AAAAAAAAD4s/K0BPstaZdK4/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644909316940379138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yuLKQjpR3QA/Tla_HaGGNAI/AAAAAAAAD4s/K0BPstaZdK4/s400/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This taken on their first day of school with my phone....so not great quality.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We are all missing Adam beyond what words can describe. Adam graduates from Basic Training in three weeks and we are all flying out there (Ft. Jackson) to be with him. We are so proud of Adam. He is going Reserves. Following in his Dad's footsteps. After his training he is heading to the University of Hawaii where he will be studying Mandarin Chinese. He is on his way.......we all are lonely for him and his upbeat, energetic personality. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So there is a little snip of our little world. The little world that God has planned for us. Sometimes not easy to understand but we see the blessings in all that has been carved out for us.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Be back soon....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;xoxo,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Beth&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-6416403912056151670?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/6416403912056151670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=6416403912056151670&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/6416403912056151670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/6416403912056151670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2011/08/its-been-long-time.html' title='It&apos;s Been A Long Time...'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xFLcTJBPlvI/Tla8YG5NkdI/AAAAAAAAD4k/A7XI7uIxb4M/s72-c/038%2B-%2BCopy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-8177761309252452883</id><published>2011-05-04T19:45:00.019-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T12:58:45.415-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spring Break 2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacation'/><title type='text'>Spring Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;March 12- March 19&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We started our journey in Oklahoma City at the &lt;a href="http://www.oklahomacitynationalmemorial.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Oklahoma City National Memorial and Museum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It was an emotional journey taking us back to that day on April 19, 1995 when there was &lt;/span&gt;a bomb attack on the Alfred P. Murrah Federal Building in downtown Oklahoma City. It was the most destructive act of terrorism on American soil until the September 11, 2001 attacks. The Oklahoma blast claimed 168 lives, including 19 children under the age of 6, and injured more than 680 people. The museum is a beautiful tribute to those who lost their lives and those injured. It had a real impact on our boys. Christian did his final research paper on this topic after our visit. I recommend everyone take a tour through this national memorial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0HMHNsZm6TU/TcqYm635aZI/AAAAAAAAD4Y/wlK6YXTN99E/s1600/435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605460480622160274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0HMHNsZm6TU/TcqYm635aZI/AAAAAAAAD4Y/wlK6YXTN99E/s400/435.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7dm9b_Ka7pU/TcqYJHQgOhI/AAAAAAAAD4Q/dyqOUYYwp1w/s1600/433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 340px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605459968550517266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7dm9b_Ka7pU/TcqYJHQgOhI/AAAAAAAAD4Q/dyqOUYYwp1w/s400/433.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our next stop....Ft. Sill, Oklahoma. Our next home . We had never been there so we all wanted to see it first hand before our move this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F-5QolSV9Kw/TcqYI1qFGhI/AAAAAAAAD4I/SinGXnF7SHg/s1600/440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605459963825953298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F-5QolSV9Kw/TcqYI1qFGhI/AAAAAAAAD4I/SinGXnF7SHg/s400/440.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here we are in front of the Air Defense monument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4VloSzCyc9Y/TcqXhpcRFiI/AAAAAAAAD4A/WbinhdtSWk8/s1600/443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605459290531894818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4VloSzCyc9Y/TcqXhpcRFiI/AAAAAAAAD4A/WbinhdtSWk8/s400/443.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M3zXGQHCNzI/TcqXhf6rGPI/AAAAAAAAD34/2qMvvqgQe30/s1600/446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 346px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605459287975074034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M3zXGQHCNzI/TcqXhf6rGPI/AAAAAAAAD34/2qMvvqgQe30/s400/446.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From Ft. Sill we traveled to San Antonio, Texas. We spent our first day at Sea World. Boy was is crowded but a beautiful sunny day. (All the Sea World pictures were taken with my phone so not the best photos.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bt8bmeBsdOE/TcqW4yUYpLI/AAAAAAAAD3w/ooLgv8m5lx8/s1600/phone%2B5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605458588540118194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bt8bmeBsdOE/TcqW4yUYpLI/AAAAAAAAD3w/ooLgv8m5lx8/s400/phone%2B5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The guys getting ready to enter the park.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8nN6tRUfnxc/TcqW40ok3II/AAAAAAAAD3o/ZLn-K1Q0M3o/s1600/phone%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605458589161675906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8nN6tRUfnxc/TcqW40ok3II/AAAAAAAAD3o/ZLn-K1Q0M3o/s400/phone%2B1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucey and I waiting in a long line to ride the Merry-Go-Round. She loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hxsxP08pzas/TcqWtmcGy8I/AAAAAAAAD3g/f-HDe3NPG-c/s1600/phone%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605458396372716482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hxsxP08pzas/TcqWtmcGy8I/AAAAAAAAD3g/f-HDe3NPG-c/s400/phone%2B3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She was enamoured by the Sesame Street characters. Look at how huge Ernie and Bert are. Adam is 6ft + tall.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JfRoPoOpeXg/TcqWtTvu1AI/AAAAAAAAD3Y/w0fhXj0xq9I/s1600/phone%2B4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605458391354758146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JfRoPoOpeXg/TcqWtTvu1AI/AAAAAAAAD3Y/w0fhXj0xq9I/s400/phone%2B4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lucey loved Zoe and her tutu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WjThvAUp7wk/TcqWgqEPm_I/AAAAAAAAD3Q/TY6T4KjhWuo/s1600/phone%2B6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605458174008073202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WjThvAUp7wk/TcqWgqEPm_I/AAAAAAAAD3Q/TY6T4KjhWuo/s400/phone%2B6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucey being hugged by Telly Monster. You would think she would be scared but she wasn't at all. Do you know anything about Telly? I just learned that his character is emotional, fussy, and is a worrywart who examines every event from every angle. Hmmmmm....I had no idea. I have sympathy for this guy. I can relate a bit too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RZFHatldmjo/TcqWgglFcTI/AAAAAAAAD3I/_MOTWda1_As/s1600/phone%2B7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605458171461464370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RZFHatldmjo/TcqWgglFcTI/AAAAAAAAD3I/_MOTWda1_As/s400/phone%2B7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We saw a few shows and rode a few rides and Little Miss LuLu was passed out in her Daddy's arms at the end of the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day was spent on The River Walk and The Alamo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_qqoNCdeb_g/TcKq1biPoLI/AAAAAAAAD3A/50Vqv7hJjs4/s1600/448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603228721303494834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_qqoNCdeb_g/TcKq1biPoLI/AAAAAAAAD3A/50Vqv7hJjs4/s400/448.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Troops love to eat and they seem to perform based on if they are full or not. So our first stop on the river was lunch. We ate outside on this beautiful day and enjoyed people watching and the live music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--9hGnFkGzOI/TcKq1IaakUI/AAAAAAAAD24/NmbY7E5OJNg/s1600/449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603228716170383682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--9hGnFkGzOI/TcKq1IaakUI/AAAAAAAAD24/NmbY7E5OJNg/s400/449.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happily waiting for their food to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--p18aZdNNq4/TcKpi6pu3YI/AAAAAAAAD2w/9aSeb3JEpFA/s1600/451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603227303727259010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--p18aZdNNq4/TcKpi6pu3YI/AAAAAAAAD2w/9aSeb3JEpFA/s400/451.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Adam and I were mostly enjoying the live music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-khoBnvwz6Z0/TcKpiqJZjkI/AAAAAAAAD2o/_WvhXKSTzzY/s1600/452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603227299296677442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-khoBnvwz6Z0/TcKpiqJZjkI/AAAAAAAAD2o/_WvhXKSTzzY/s400/452.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We took the boat ride and we had the most hilarious driver which kept the boys laughing the entire trip. They love sarcastic humor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0YQaKcQsZm0/TcKn1W8HUXI/AAAAAAAAD2g/YXheuDFEHsA/s1600/461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603225421534941554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0YQaKcQsZm0/TcKn1W8HUXI/AAAAAAAAD2g/YXheuDFEHsA/s400/461.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucey relaxed on my lap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CBJ1ypcUhSM/TcKnba8fr-I/AAAAAAAAD2Y/8Wp7KqhVYUY/s1600/464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603224975933681634" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CBJ1ypcUhSM/TcKnba8fr-I/AAAAAAAAD2Y/8Wp7KqhVYUY/s400/464.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Alamo was super crowded but it didn't take away from feeling like we were walking on sacred ground. I have been here several times. I was so happy for the boys to experience this place. All three love History.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RCsbxEm0N08/TcKm00doHsI/AAAAAAAAD2Q/vVFqPi-nTLY/s1600/482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603224312768634562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RCsbxEm0N08/TcKm00doHsI/AAAAAAAAD2Q/vVFqPi-nTLY/s400/482.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l_h3_LGdxmQ/TcKezXNwuMI/AAAAAAAAD2I/Cjw7NnOuhAQ/s1600/490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 371px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603215491644569794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l_h3_LGdxmQ/TcKezXNwuMI/AAAAAAAAD2I/Cjw7NnOuhAQ/s400/490.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucey and her new cowgirl hat and pop gun. She is the cutest cowgirl ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The following day we took a tour of Wilford Hall (Hospital on Lackland Airforce Base) where Andrew and Christian were born. I was medevaced via a Black Hawk helicopter due to severe complications. That was over 13 years ago but I remember that day like it was yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PhZNy2rGBT4/TcKeP4aBylI/AAAAAAAAD2A/_s5f_MsmIs4/s1600/492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 390px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603214882079099474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PhZNy2rGBT4/TcKeP4aBylI/AAAAAAAAD2A/_s5f_MsmIs4/s400/492.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys were really excited about seeing the place where they were born. Look at them now.... they look like the picture of health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gflwy52qNRI/TcH7slULgLI/AAAAAAAAD1I/MaVKPOAohKg/s1600/495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 168px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603036154775175346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gflwy52qNRI/TcH7slULgLI/AAAAAAAAD1I/MaVKPOAohKg/s400/495.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YoBiFRnHEpU/TcH7ssPvnLI/AAAAAAAAD1A/OU0HXBuCW3k/s1600/496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603036156635618482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YoBiFRnHEpU/TcH7ssPvnLI/AAAAAAAAD1A/OU0HXBuCW3k/s400/496.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This Hallway tells many stories....stories with pictures of how some babies survived and thrived and how other babies were taken home to Jesus. Every story expresses the love of families and how they received the best care from the staff here at this hospital. Babies and Mama's medevaced from around the world. The boys are eager to help us tell our story. We are working on our story to add to the wall. A Dr. came out to meet us and she was thrilled to meet the boys and she was so happy to see them thriving. So big after coming into the world so tiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FhOGy8SzlAs/TcH7salFzvI/AAAAAAAAD04/hE1ttMwEK6c/s1600/500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603036151893315314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FhOGy8SzlAs/TcH7salFzvI/AAAAAAAAD04/hE1ttMwEK6c/s400/500.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and my miracles. I wish I had a picture to share of me with them 13 years ago....I'm sure I have one of us taken on this bench. I'm going to go find one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last day spent in San Antonio we went to El Mercado...the outdoor market. We shopped, ate and had a fun time watching the performers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jb3V-37IzQY/TcH0VT4F12I/AAAAAAAAD0w/tZvSYs7eYqc/s1600/509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603028058375575394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jb3V-37IzQY/TcH0VT4F12I/AAAAAAAAD0w/tZvSYs7eYqc/s400/509.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wpVOItSQu2A/TcH0VHxAQgI/AAAAAAAAD0o/FN_nulKkO6Q/s1600/517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603028055124623874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wpVOItSQu2A/TcH0VHxAQgI/AAAAAAAAD0o/FN_nulKkO6Q/s400/517.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;St. Patrick's Day we drove back to Oklahoma City to spend the evening on their River Walk. We ate a fun pub but it was late and we needed some rest before traveling back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MBn75ZlHJ8Y/TcH0UwgCTfI/AAAAAAAAD0g/PjSKPLOnxrA/s1600/518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 290px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603028048879439346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MBn75ZlHJ8Y/TcH0UwgCTfI/AAAAAAAAD0g/PjSKPLOnxrA/s400/518.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also celebrated 20 years of marriage while in San Antonio. The boys watched Lucey that night so we could dine together....it was a very nice place and we had a great evening together. Ron also bought me a very special gift....we ordered it from home but picked it up on the day of our anniversary at our bank right there in the heart of San Antonio. Let me just say....it has a lot of sparkle! Thank you, Ron......what a great ending to our trip. I love you!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-8177761309252452883?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/8177761309252452883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=8177761309252452883&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/8177761309252452883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/8177761309252452883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2011/05/spring-break.html' title='Spring Break'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0HMHNsZm6TU/TcqYm635aZI/AAAAAAAAD4Y/wlK6YXTN99E/s72-c/435.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-4224156268737251190</id><published>2011-04-20T16:54:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T20:49:46.274-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lucey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lucey&apos;s Medical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lucey Pictures'/><title type='text'>New Hearing Aid</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;February 23&lt;img class="gl_spell" border="0" alt="Check Spelling" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucey was fitted with her very own hearing aid. Lucey has been wearing a loaner since last fall. We had a dilemma...which one should we go with? The BAHA made by Cochlear or the Ponto made by Oticon. She has had a Ponto on loan and does extremely well with it. She hears almost normal on both sides when she has it on. The only issue was that our hospital where she has her surgeries does not deal with the Ponto. Only BAHA. I was set to change over to the BAHA but after talking to the specialist, she made a great case for sticking with the Ponto. So there....we will have to find a surgeon, when it's time, to surgical attach it to her mastoid bone. That will be another few years. I'll cross that bridge when we get to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vAgNfMQcLQs/Ta-ItS6PkKI/AAAAAAAAD0Y/p0xBY69QHPE/s1600/090%2B-%2BCopy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 325px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597843173596434594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vAgNfMQcLQs/Ta-ItS6PkKI/AAAAAAAAD0Y/p0xBY69QHPE/s400/090%2B-%2BCopy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I don't have a picture of her wearing her new aid. Darn! So here is a sweet picture to enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y2vUFD82iJM/Ta9YyVDgf-I/AAAAAAAAD0Q/T86RK1BN4Cs/s1600/Ponto_029_Black%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 106px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 167px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597790483513376738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y2vUFD82iJM/Ta9YyVDgf-I/AAAAAAAAD0Q/T86RK1BN4Cs/s400/Ponto_029_Black%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the Ponto aid, color too. It's on a black band so it blends in with her hair. The round center holds removable stickers. Right now she has a red and pink sticker with a heart. She likes changing up her style. HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZEZDFUtSBYw/Ta9XjFS3W3I/AAAAAAAAD0A/3Pt9KBqMiLg/s1600/images%255B8%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 106px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597789122073156466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZEZDFUtSBYw/Ta9XjFS3W3I/AAAAAAAAD0A/3Pt9KBqMiLg/s400/images%255B8%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the BAHA. The one we did not choose. We hear it gives more feed back. So far, Lucey's aid has been good about not making the squealing sounds. I also hear that their customer service can be difficult. That's only what I have heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you have any questions about the aids....I can share what I know. I'm very happy she has one and she let's me know that she needs to wear it when she has it off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;beth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-4224156268737251190?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/4224156268737251190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=4224156268737251190&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/4224156268737251190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/4224156268737251190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2011/04/new-hearing-aid.html' title='New Hearing Aid'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vAgNfMQcLQs/Ta-ItS6PkKI/AAAAAAAAD0Y/p0xBY69QHPE/s72-c/090%2B-%2BCopy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-6045781397747273706</id><published>2011-04-20T14:26:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T16:11:47.433-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Basketball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Andrew and Christian'/><title type='text'>Andrew and Christian's 13th birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;February 15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13!! Unbelievable....Andrew and Christian are teenagers. I am a Mom of 3 teenage boys. Seriously! When I tell people that I have three teenage boys they look at me like I'm nuts. Little do they know that my boys are amazingly wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JupuEd-gK2Q/Ta89aYx0I3I/AAAAAAAADz4/m_GgtVbxYcQ/s1600/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 294px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597760385382097778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JupuEd-gK2Q/Ta89aYx0I3I/AAAAAAAADz4/m_GgtVbxYcQ/s400/040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Their birthday fell on a weekday so I had doughnuts for them before school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s0JffpQbixc/Ta89aMWnfbI/AAAAAAAADzw/w6lIH1KnpYM/s1600/042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597760382046797234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s0JffpQbixc/Ta89aMWnfbI/AAAAAAAADzw/w6lIH1KnpYM/s400/042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Look at poor Andrew (on left); little did I know he was feeling terrible. He went to school. I took &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; to school and went to the salon...minutes before my stylist put color on my hair the school nurse called to let me know Andrew was in her office....vomiting. I sat there for a moment. Is there any way around this....I was 30 min. from home. I always &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;cancel&lt;/span&gt; hair appointments due to some drama. I felt terrible for thinking I could have a neighbor pick him up...I did the right thing....I left the chair and drove straight to the school......it was his birthday and he needed to be in bed...or near the toilet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ki8IESJVkz8/Ta89Zw1D-QI/AAAAAAAADzo/09Ga4BWyYvk/s1600/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597760374658300162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ki8IESJVkz8/Ta89Zw1D-QI/AAAAAAAADzo/09Ga4BWyYvk/s400/043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aunt Bunny sent them their favorite cookies....her homemade butter cookies. They are out of this world. Do you see those two big bags she sent all the way from Germany. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4vRInC4uYQk/Ta878sHPzDI/AAAAAAAADzg/FgJz4UZuCqY/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597758775664561202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4vRInC4uYQk/Ta878sHPzDI/AAAAAAAADzg/FgJz4UZuCqY/s400/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The following weekend they had some buddies over to spend the night. The boys would much rather have pie than cake. They chose blueberry and lemon pie. These kids are good kids. Easy to have around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RRKhf_fXytc/Ta87VOz2WhI/AAAAAAAADzY/tiwFb4vyRW4/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597758097783675410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RRKhf_fXytc/Ta87VOz2WhI/AAAAAAAADzY/tiwFb4vyRW4/s400/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8SxN7gR8myk/Ta87VIpcgxI/AAAAAAAADzQ/FRmX8dCkyzg/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597758096129426194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8SxN7gR8myk/Ta87VIpcgxI/AAAAAAAADzQ/FRmX8dCkyzg/s400/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mark is fun, he is the guy on top....he is also the oldest of the group. He is good natured about his size. I think that's great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XFVTnOIZjdg/Ta87U7PUCQI/AAAAAAAADzI/ijwPIlw24Fc/s1600/080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597758092530157826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XFVTnOIZjdg/Ta87U7PUCQI/AAAAAAAADzI/ijwPIlw24Fc/s400/080.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Back to their actual birthday....this gift was from the Smith family....wrapped so pretty. Thank you everyone, all of our friends and family who gave such generous gifts. The boys were spoiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HQCM3PCV-_k/Ta85OcTJciI/AAAAAAAADzA/n2LhPA8XVyw/s1600/054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 257px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597755782122271266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HQCM3PCV-_k/Ta85OcTJciI/AAAAAAAADzA/n2LhPA8XVyw/s400/054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christian is number 20....his last basketball game fell on his birthday. Ron was out of town, Adam was busy at school, Andrew was at home sick so it was just &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; and I there cheering him on. We were running a little late....I walked in at his end of the court just in time to see him score a basket and to get pushed over to earn him two more shots. He made those shots! What a great birthday gift for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oZtEJOZodZQ/Ta85OANPfgI/AAAAAAAADy4/fcDJA30yX0E/s1600/061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 381px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597755774581308930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oZtEJOZodZQ/Ta85OANPfgI/AAAAAAAADy4/fcDJA30yX0E/s400/061.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt;....always so good natured about cheering on the players.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xAUTGW60PJI/Ta80PfV8dgI/AAAAAAAADyw/CR4ILQmYmU4/s1600/070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597750302561039874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xAUTGW60PJI/Ta80PfV8dgI/AAAAAAAADyw/CR4ILQmYmU4/s400/070.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The cute cheerleaders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RwrujfPb7k4/Ta80PK1YVVI/AAAAAAAADyo/SkKySke3KHg/s1600/074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 374px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597750297055745362" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RwrujfPb7k4/Ta80PK1YVVI/AAAAAAAADyo/SkKySke3KHg/s400/074.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They lost their last game....actually it was a pretty rough season for the Tigers. They learned a lot and became better. I hope Christian's will try again next year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;beth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-6045781397747273706?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/6045781397747273706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=6045781397747273706&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/6045781397747273706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/6045781397747273706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2011/04/andrew-and-christians-13th-birthday.html' title='Andrew and Christian&apos;s 13th birthday'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JupuEd-gK2Q/Ta89aYx0I3I/AAAAAAAADz4/m_GgtVbxYcQ/s72-c/040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-2698458297972268407</id><published>2011-04-20T14:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T14:25:52.945-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nana and Papa Visit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lucey'/><title type='text'>Nana and Papa Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;February 13&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; (or so.....) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HBgtxTs_0jk/Ta8xUPYQNGI/AAAAAAAADyY/b3xQL2ys_8Y/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 305px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597747085640217698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HBgtxTs_0jk/Ta8xUPYQNGI/AAAAAAAADyY/b3xQL2ys_8Y/s400/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gijlY2Jbasc/Ta8xTw4FtsI/AAAAAAAADyQ/To-3TqNSmjk/s1600/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597747077452248770" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gijlY2Jbasc/Ta8xTw4FtsI/AAAAAAAADyQ/To-3TqNSmjk/s400/020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v77t55ByCVM/Ta8xTi32UsI/AAAAAAAADyI/AplUw38Xkm8/s1600/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597747073693143746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v77t55ByCVM/Ta8xTi32UsI/AAAAAAAADyI/AplUw38Xkm8/s400/024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My parents came for a visit and dropped off their little black schnauzer, Sammy. We took care of Sammy for about 3 weeks. In the top picture Sammy is nestled in my Dad's arm....he does not like to share his lap with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; does not like to share his lap with Sammy. It's a funny little battle they have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;beth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-2698458297972268407?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/2698458297972268407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=2698458297972268407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/2698458297972268407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/2698458297972268407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2011/04/nana-and-papa-visit.html' title='Nana and Papa Visit'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HBgtxTs_0jk/Ta8xUPYQNGI/AAAAAAAADyY/b3xQL2ys_8Y/s72-c/013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-4542779031093491582</id><published>2011-04-20T13:19:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T13:53:51.836-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lucey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><title type='text'>Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;February 14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-blNiI8wJ1dg/Ta8qB2FG-3I/AAAAAAAADyA/kP2cAWGlTLU/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597739073029995378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-blNiI8wJ1dg/Ta8qB2FG-3I/AAAAAAAADyA/kP2cAWGlTLU/s400/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k_LiPubuRvw/Ta8kSAjRF4I/AAAAAAAADxw/6jf6fcrh8l4/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597732753648981890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k_LiPubuRvw/Ta8kSAjRF4I/AAAAAAAADxw/6jf6fcrh8l4/s400/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; signed all of her Valentine cards this year all by herself. This is one for her teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ydPnHuRrf6s/Ta8kRg2hz4I/AAAAAAAADxo/amT9j7uIRX0/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 357px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597732745139834754" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ydPnHuRrf6s/Ta8kRg2hz4I/AAAAAAAADxo/amT9j7uIRX0/s400/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WGDLgKc3DDI/Ta8kRTaGW8I/AAAAAAAADxg/S9PlZhw3NBs/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 357px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597732741530934210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WGDLgKc3DDI/Ta8kRTaGW8I/AAAAAAAADxg/S9PlZhw3NBs/s400/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She went to school with a gift for Mrs. Staples, stickers and cards for her friends. She is having so much fun in school and delights in all the special celebrations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;beth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-4542779031093491582?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/4542779031093491582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=4542779031093491582&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/4542779031093491582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/4542779031093491582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2011/04/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-blNiI8wJ1dg/Ta8qB2FG-3I/AAAAAAAADyA/kP2cAWGlTLU/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-5698614171647732529</id><published>2011-04-20T10:58:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T11:19:18.144-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Super Bowl'/><title type='text'>Super Bowl Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Feb. 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our own little Super Bowl Party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RTEzhU2kpsM/Ta8ExvrfoEI/AAAAAAAADxY/7TMY1IXv14o/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597698114503811138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RTEzhU2kpsM/Ta8ExvrfoEI/AAAAAAAADxY/7TMY1IXv14o/s400/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We are Packer fans by default...preselected before birth. You see, my Dad is from Wisconsin and he is one of the biggest fans ever! So we support that he supports them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5AASBnQNSfM/Ta8Exe8gnkI/AAAAAAAADxQ/yMsgzq95v5Q/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597698110011776578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5AASBnQNSfM/Ta8Exe8gnkI/AAAAAAAADxQ/yMsgzq95v5Q/s400/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Andrew is wearing a sweatshirt that used to be Papa's....he wore it with respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_1lRFSdOtVg/Ta8EB5GqFjI/AAAAAAAADxI/z-ucquYAWko/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597697292399941170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_1lRFSdOtVg/Ta8EB5GqFjI/AAAAAAAADxI/z-ucquYAWko/s400/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ron looks like a Steelers fan in his jersey but he is not....that's his Army jersey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-efgbcwm5A2g/Ta8EBuZDUwI/AAAAAAAADxA/5ZWpgkm628A/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597697289524302594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-efgbcwm5A2g/Ta8EBuZDUwI/AAAAAAAADxA/5ZWpgkm628A/s400/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Adam was also routing for Packers but wearing a soccer jersey because.....hmmmm...I have not the slightest clue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--XGkHbygDSo/Ta8EBbOstOI/AAAAAAAADw4/gxSsR60EE5U/s1600/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597697284380603618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--XGkHbygDSo/Ta8EBbOstOI/AAAAAAAADw4/gxSsR60EE5U/s400/021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's bed time and the kids were fading but we watched the game until the very end. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Packers: 31&lt;/strong&gt; Steelers: 25&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a great game!!! There was a lot of whooping and hollering around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-5698614171647732529?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/5698614171647732529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=5698614171647732529&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/5698614171647732529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/5698614171647732529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2011/04/super-bowl-sunday.html' title='Super Bowl Sunday'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RTEzhU2kpsM/Ta8ExvrfoEI/AAAAAAAADxY/7TMY1IXv14o/s72-c/009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-5681247928187922250</id><published>2011-04-20T09:32:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T11:21:00.304-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lucey&apos;s Room'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lucey Pictures'/><title type='text'>Lucey's Big Girl Bed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;February 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We moved &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; into a big girl bed and out of her crib. She was more than ready. She has been night time trained (no pull-ups) since last year some time and she was telling us, "I need a big girl bed so I can go to the bathroom at night." She would call us on the monitor at night to let us know her needs. She actually sleeps all night now and on the occasion she has to "go," she still calls us from her bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ou1JX95Bjfk/Ta75MKYt1oI/AAAAAAAADww/GjLDuQ5ohZg/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597685374209873538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ou1JX95Bjfk/Ta75MKYt1oI/AAAAAAAADww/GjLDuQ5ohZg/s400/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love this "cutie &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;petutie&lt;/span&gt;" picture of her getting ready to leave for ballet class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R3hEhmfI4u0/Ta75L0mzN7I/AAAAAAAADwo/Lk6jsTAn1Lg/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597685368363366322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R3hEhmfI4u0/Ta75L0mzN7I/AAAAAAAADwo/Lk6jsTAn1Lg/s400/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The big girl bed. We used one of the twin bunks sitting in our basement. I looked all over for a bed for her and thought....why not use what we have. The room is still not complete not knowing if we were moving or not. I think we are staying so I need to add some drapes and re hang her pictures. The moving/staying part...for another post. Now that has been one crazy roller coaster ride. And oh, she has already had one major nose bleed on this bedding. A trip to the commercial machine and some bleach did the trick!!! Thankfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q3X2UQyHgaM/Ta75LioPm1I/AAAAAAAADwg/pfFWXSCBwGU/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597685363537582930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q3X2UQyHgaM/Ta75LioPm1I/AAAAAAAADwg/pfFWXSCBwGU/s400/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She loves all her little treasures....she is all girls and loves to have them displayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8O9JSPI25ro/Ta7vbC7frFI/AAAAAAAADwY/Hbsu-nd4Gb4/s1600/066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597674634790022226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8O9JSPI25ro/Ta7vbC7frFI/AAAAAAAADwY/Hbsu-nd4Gb4/s400/066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am going to hang these &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;toile&lt;/span&gt; prints about the dresser. I'd like to paint the dresser too. The dresser used to belong to the twins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rfHNe7nb-3w/Ta7va_2i9SI/AAAAAAAADwQ/u5-ITOCYdEw/s1600/069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 313px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597674633963959586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rfHNe7nb-3w/Ta7va_2i9SI/AAAAAAAADwQ/u5-ITOCYdEw/s400/069.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This water color came from my dear friend's antique store....Thank you, Bunny!!! I had it re-framed and it now hangs above &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey's&lt;/span&gt; bed. A beautiful touch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our girl is growing up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-5681247928187922250?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/5681247928187922250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=5681247928187922250&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/5681247928187922250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/5681247928187922250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2011/04/luceys-big-girl-bed.html' title='Lucey&apos;s Big Girl Bed'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ou1JX95Bjfk/Ta75MKYt1oI/AAAAAAAADww/GjLDuQ5ohZg/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-5616869723615290677</id><published>2011-04-20T08:52:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T11:20:12.144-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chinese New Year'/><title type='text'>Chinese New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;February 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MeS-gt6j2Vg/Ta7mq1zH_vI/AAAAAAAADwI/QPItpRA_-io/s1600/048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597665010538512114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MeS-gt6j2Vg/Ta7mq1zH_vI/AAAAAAAADwI/QPItpRA_-io/s400/048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our sweet neighbor popped over to our house on this morning to give Lucey a red envelope. The red color of the envelope symbolizes good luck and is supposed to ward off evil spirits. The amount of money contained in the envelope usually ends with an even digit and sure enough, there was a $2 bill inside. It's been wonderful being surrounded by neighbors who are Asian and include us in their traditions. We are always being showered with yummy food from neighbors on both sides of us. They adore Lucey and show her lots of attention. (Adam and Lin broke up in late January....we will miss Lin. Lucey talks about her and misses her. We missed her celebrating Chinese New Year with us. They are starting to become friends again. I'm glad.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ux9TXL8IDSo/Ta7mqgBHv8I/AAAAAAAADwA/q4jwL9RlV6A/s1600/050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597665004691636162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ux9TXL8IDSo/Ta7mqgBHv8I/AAAAAAAADwA/q4jwL9RlV6A/s400/050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ron was out of town and we had evening activities so we had a quick dinner together and we fudged a little....we ordered from our favorite Thai restaurant. They have the best food. So we ate Pad Thai noodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-duYbPL3k7Ck/Ta7mqEma5NI/AAAAAAAADv4/byBA_79g97A/s1600/052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597664997331887314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-duYbPL3k7Ck/Ta7mqEma5NI/AAAAAAAADv4/byBA_79g97A/s400/052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I decorated a little...I mainly wanted Lucey to know that her culture means so much to us. Celebrating who she is and where she comes from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been so long since I have last posted. Late winter and Spring have been incredibly busy for us and I'm not as graceful as some of my blogger friends who have even more going on in their lives than I do and continue to journal and share their life stories. Those of you whom I keep up with....I'm in awe of you. You need to teach me how to organize and juggle my schedule better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stay tuned, I'm home today! Yippee! I'm going to try and do a blogging marathon. I am not giving up on keeping our memories journaled. I came close to quitting. Shame on me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-5616869723615290677?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/5616869723615290677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=5616869723615290677&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/5616869723615290677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/5616869723615290677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2011/04/chinese-new-year.html' title='Chinese New Year'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MeS-gt6j2Vg/Ta7mq1zH_vI/AAAAAAAADwI/QPItpRA_-io/s72-c/048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-4374767435602696541</id><published>2011-02-23T10:03:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T10:05:54.106-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adam Activities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adam'/><title type='text'>A Little About Adam</title><content type='html'>On February 5th Adam and I went to Mom Prom. It's a dance for Mom's and their Son's--a tradition at Adam's school. All those boys say this is their favorite dance because there is absolutely no drama. Just a bunch of boys dancing with their moms and having a blast. We had so much fun last year but this year was even better. The Senior boys were the highlight. There was a slide show with pictures of each of the boys starting with their baby pictures. Ahhhh....just so cute. We played games to include one that was like the Newlywed Game. I think, if score was being counted, Adam and I would have won! We danced the entire night! Adam is a fantastic dancer! Nothing shy about Adam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UZg6mFNBM8w/TWQmKGNK7pI/AAAAAAAADvo/VSwkxD_2pTc/s1600/058.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 354px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576624193497919122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UZg6mFNBM8w/TWQmKGNK7pI/AAAAAAAADvo/VSwkxD_2pTc/s400/058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tjbYXGfCTec/TWQmJX8z7OI/AAAAAAAADvg/mVqlFUWbGEQ/s1600/060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576624181081271522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tjbYXGfCTec/TWQmJX8z7OI/AAAAAAAADvg/mVqlFUWbGEQ/s400/060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xz9Mhv_fT2c/TWQmJNLn3lI/AAAAAAAADvY/4i7lUguFzIY/s1600/059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576624178190605906" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Xz9Mhv_fT2c/TWQmJNLn3lI/AAAAAAAADvY/4i7lUguFzIY/s400/059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Adam had to get his wisdom teeth taken out on February 11th. Boy, what a painful ordeal that was for him. He ended up getting dry sockets on the bottom two. I don't think I have ever seen him in so much pain. I really felt helpless other than praying with him and driving him back and forth to the surgeon to have the sockets cleaned and packed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1M5-e05EGiQ/TWQokBsrBoI/AAAAAAAADvw/lFIhryHBXqA/s1600/imagesCAHAWDKF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 78px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 94px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576626837987722882" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1M5-e05EGiQ/TWQokBsrBoI/AAAAAAAADvw/lFIhryHBXqA/s400/imagesCAHAWDKF.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thankfully Adam is pain free now.....but, he ended up with a stomach bug on Monday morning (more on that to come...it hit 4 out of the 6 of us!) so he was in bed again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adam has lost quite a bit of weight during this whole ordeal. I've been giving him Ensure to help him gain some back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do believe today I see a flicker of light in our little tunnel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;beth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-4374767435602696541?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/4374767435602696541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=4374767435602696541&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/4374767435602696541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/4374767435602696541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2011/02/little-about-adam.html' title='A Little About Adam'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UZg6mFNBM8w/TWQmKGNK7pI/AAAAAAAADvo/VSwkxD_2pTc/s72-c/058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-7525596801115529265</id><published>2011-02-11T08:12:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T15:09:39.662-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blizzard 2011'/><title type='text'>Blizzard 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ttwqjs6S8PA/TVVoTACBmQI/AAAAAAAADuI/Em-mEjWl8hY/s1600/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just a few pictures to remember the blizzard that hit at the beginning of February.  So much of the country was affected by the crazy storm.  I'm sure, as I type this, there are places that are dealing with flooding as the snow melts away.  I'm so happy that the snow is melting around here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d8pYPfMCwWI/TVVI6p6xG9I/AAAAAAAADtg/QhRxeH6bQkA/s1600/042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572440286462811090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d8pYPfMCwWI/TVVI6p6xG9I/AAAAAAAADtg/QhRxeH6bQkA/s400/042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The snow was blowing sideways.  We lost heat for a few hours during the bitter cold.  We got it fixed promptly and we were so grateful for the men who came on short notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7BSJCxIxHLI/TVVI6XXIR3I/AAAAAAAADtY/FovzeqyypuQ/s1600/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572440281481496434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7BSJCxIxHLI/TVVI6XXIR3I/AAAAAAAADtY/FovzeqyypuQ/s400/043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The snow was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;accumulating&lt;/span&gt; quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HyjEY9eUnXE/TVVI6AjQy7I/AAAAAAAADtQ/qaj6nn_h8UA/s1600/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572440275358370738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HyjEY9eUnXE/TVVI6AjQy7I/AAAAAAAADtQ/qaj6nn_h8UA/s400/045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The sun came out and the hard work began.  This picture is of Christian.  All the boys took turns.  How great to have strong muscles in our home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a feeling that was not the last of the snow.  I'm enjoying the moderate temperatures we are having now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;beth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-7525596801115529265?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/7525596801115529265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=7525596801115529265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/7525596801115529265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/7525596801115529265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2011/02/blizzard-2011.html' title='Blizzard 2011'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d8pYPfMCwWI/TVVI6p6xG9I/AAAAAAAADtg/QhRxeH6bQkA/s72-c/042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-546525584620900280</id><published>2011-02-06T11:02:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T20:13:48.256-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christian Basketball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports'/><title type='text'>B-Ball Boy</title><content type='html'>January came and went so quickly.  Part of the month was dedicated to the start of basketball season for Christian.  He plays for his middle school. He tried out in December and made the team despite never having played before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-URPdk9pJGrI/TVncpTM78AI/AAAAAAAADvQ/rnBsQXSK5-Q/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573728615934980098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-URPdk9pJGrI/TVncpTM78AI/AAAAAAAADvQ/rnBsQXSK5-Q/s400/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christian is in blue and gold in the center of the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B8P6tpyM-tg/TVncQmksn6I/AAAAAAAADvI/H0_RFpJONdQ/s1600/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573728191638183842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B8P6tpyM-tg/TVncQmksn6I/AAAAAAAADvI/H0_RFpJONdQ/s400/021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He started this game. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FuvVJNqgymQ/TVnbzwffQ5I/AAAAAAAADvA/3jb1PlGItjA/s1600/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573727696084485010" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FuvVJNqgymQ/TVnbzwffQ5I/AAAAAAAADvA/3jb1PlGItjA/s400/022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taking the ball down court....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zljetE1lhms/TVnbdL4YE4I/AAAAAAAADu4/s7T5-6uoXYY/s1600/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573727308299637634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zljetE1lhms/TVnbdL4YE4I/AAAAAAAADu4/s7T5-6uoXYY/s400/024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Getting in there....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wV9dboqwH1c/TVnapk8d90I/AAAAAAAADuw/Bwr8pF44yi4/s1600/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573726421674489666" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wV9dboqwH1c/TVnapk8d90I/AAAAAAAADuw/Bwr8pF44yi4/s400/028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taking the shot.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-udgBxfjo_Dg/TVnaOM6kvfI/AAAAAAAADuo/zARLqVWjh0I/s1600/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573725951367626226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-udgBxfjo_Dg/TVnaOM6kvfI/AAAAAAAADuo/zARLqVWjh0I/s400/025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It sure looks like it went in....but it didn't.  Good try Christian. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5RS0E-etmcw/TVnZ5C4sSKI/AAAAAAAADug/aehqc-abdoU/s1600/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573725587898124450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5RS0E-etmcw/TVnZ5C4sSKI/AAAAAAAADug/aehqc-abdoU/s400/030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rebound!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been a rough season for the team.  Our boys go to school on the Fort.  Almost the entire student body leaves every year and a new group comes in.  Why?  Because the Fort we live on is known for the prestigious Military college.  A one year school.  These boys play together for the first time coming in from all over the world.  I think they are doing well despite this setback.  They play schools where the kids grow up playing with one another.  The team has really bonded and they work hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They have won two games and those were exciting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;beth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-546525584620900280?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/546525584620900280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=546525584620900280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/546525584620900280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/546525584620900280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2011/02/b-ball-boy.html' title='B-Ball Boy'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-URPdk9pJGrI/TVncpTM78AI/AAAAAAAADvQ/rnBsQXSK5-Q/s72-c/016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-6292569394985721752</id><published>2011-02-05T12:31:00.013-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T10:48:43.602-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas 2010'/><title type='text'>Christmas Vacation Part V</title><content type='html'>We headed for St. Louis a few days after we said good-bye to Spark. We planned a packed full schedule in our home city. Thank you to all who fed us, housed us and gathered with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. We had dinner with my very dear friend from High School, Renee (Lucey's God Mother) and her sweet family.&lt;br /&gt;2. We visited a college that Adam is very interested in attending. He loves it even more now. He has been accepted. He just needs to make a final decision.&lt;br /&gt;3. We had lunch with another dear friend, Jeanne and her amazing family. We met at Pasta House! A favorite restaurant of mine from childhood.&lt;br /&gt;4. We took a quick trip to Illinois to see yet more special friends and even spent the night with them. Katie, Jim and Ben! What a relaxing time filled with a marathon visit.&lt;br /&gt;5. We had a late Christmas exchange with my sister, husband and sweet little boy at Mom and Dad's house. Lucey adores her little cousin. :-) As do we all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a break from the camera to enjoy living in the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended our visit with a beautiful wedding on Ron's side of the family. They are such a warm and welcoming group of people always making us feel a part of all their special occasions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TVGcoW0APEI/AAAAAAAADtI/QEKRoItDyCs/s1600/218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 355px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571406431166413890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TVGcoW0APEI/AAAAAAAADtI/QEKRoItDyCs/s400/218.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Stefani and Patrick...beautiful bride and groom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TVGcUBLmUKI/AAAAAAAADtA/HxeUES9nyrg/s1600/229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571406081762414754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TVGcUBLmUKI/AAAAAAAADtA/HxeUES9nyrg/s400/229.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This sweet couple belongs to Linda (Ron's cousin), gorgeous mother of the groom...John---Dad, and Brendan....the grooms brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TVGcT-ttz2I/AAAAAAAADs4/qIA_S5tZrvM/s1600/233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 385px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571406081100205922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TVGcT-ttz2I/AAAAAAAADs4/qIA_S5tZrvM/s400/233.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TVGULDSMwJI/AAAAAAAADsw/OqmGhqCDZ6c/s1600/237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 331px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571397131615125650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TVGULDSMwJI/AAAAAAAADsw/OqmGhqCDZ6c/s400/237.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There I am sitting with all the young pretty girls in the family. Look at that scrumptious center piece. I was in awe of it. The flowers are all real and the little flowers streaming down are all hand tied to gold wire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TVGUKripvJI/AAAAAAAADso/fGIwdZZLkgk/s1600/238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571397125241683090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TVGUKripvJI/AAAAAAAADso/fGIwdZZLkgk/s400/238.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ron was so good to take over my camera. Another angle of the table. Cousin Dale and Marylou and David.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TVGS05N4udI/AAAAAAAADsg/_xzA2DNlpEE/s1600/239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 288px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571395651443931602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TVGS05N4udI/AAAAAAAADsg/_xzA2DNlpEE/s400/239.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And yet another angle....there's Ruth and Jenna peaking through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TVGS0uA8R_I/AAAAAAAADsY/zxISA32UlSo/s1600/240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571395648436848626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TVGS0uA8R_I/AAAAAAAADsY/zxISA32UlSo/s400/240.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The venue was on the corner of the building. What a view!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TVGRqrUZNfI/AAAAAAAADsQ/PzKZFovvgIw/s1600/262.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 367px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571394376402810354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TVGRqrUZNfI/AAAAAAAADsQ/PzKZFovvgIw/s400/262.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I loved the cake...so different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TVGRqU4zISI/AAAAAAAADsI/iUGeowaOPAw/s1600/268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571394370381488418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TVGRqU4zISI/AAAAAAAADsI/iUGeowaOPAw/s400/268.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We enjoyed a delicious sit down meal....the menu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TVGQqANC_UI/AAAAAAAADsA/PG3mytKXoqI/s1600/279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 302px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571393265317641538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TVGQqANC_UI/AAAAAAAADsA/PG3mytKXoqI/s400/279.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Beautiful Mother and Son dance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TVGQqIYO3VI/AAAAAAAADr4/XV02ZVqjy7s/s1600/286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571393267512040786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TVGQqIYO3VI/AAAAAAAADr4/XV02ZVqjy7s/s400/286.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This was the Christmas tree in the corner of the ballroom. Look at the big silver balls surrounding the tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TVGPyT_lJ_I/AAAAAAAADrw/DwWNCyA6-Yo/s1600/280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571392308557195250" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TVGPyT_lJ_I/AAAAAAAADrw/DwWNCyA6-Yo/s400/280.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cousins Diane and Gene and new grand baby boy...congratulations!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TVGPySrM-wI/AAAAAAAADro/NDkY5083arg/s1600/282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571392308203289346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TVGPySrM-wI/AAAAAAAADro/NDkY5083arg/s400/282.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The view out the window....The St. Louis Arch and courthouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TVGPDelsS3I/AAAAAAAADrg/pEGYLmZYSxo/s1600/288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571391503947549554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TVGPDelsS3I/AAAAAAAADrg/pEGYLmZYSxo/s400/288.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A fuzzy picture of Ron and I... a nice guest was kind to take the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TVGPDHxQ4nI/AAAAAAAADrY/2_w_KL16cFg/s1600/291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 372px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571391497822069362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TVGPDHxQ4nI/AAAAAAAADrY/2_w_KL16cFg/s400/291.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dancing with the younger group....our 3rd cousins? Heck...I'm not sure what the relationship is at this point....it doesn't matter....special people!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I'm all caught up on our Christmas vacation. It was busy, filled with lot's of company, events, friends and family!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next....catching up through January.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm determined to get our pictures all on the blog! 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The boys were so excited and set the table with a silk runner, tea set and chopsticks purchased in China while Ron and Adam were in China almost two years ago with Lucey. (I can hardly believe it's been two years!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TVFk1Z5QLqI/AAAAAAAADrI/1SfeC95gMxM/s1600/153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571345082680880802" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TVFk1Z5QLqI/AAAAAAAADrI/1SfeC95gMxM/s400/153.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucey wanted to wear something special for this occasion.  She also wore her little chopsticks in her hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TVFkJ6wJYkI/AAAAAAAADrA/JlWg_zD6FcY/s1600/159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571344335586812482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TVFkJ6wJYkI/AAAAAAAADrA/JlWg_zD6FcY/s400/159.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TVFkJl07LpI/AAAAAAAADq4/db-2JOKRGpE/s1600/160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571344329969708690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TVFkJl07LpI/AAAAAAAADq4/db-2JOKRGpE/s400/160.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spark is making a mixture with finely chopped veggies and pork for the wantons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TVFjZTQa25I/AAAAAAAADqw/zXtAUAtCKcE/s1600/161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571343500351036306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TVFjZTQa25I/AAAAAAAADqw/zXtAUAtCKcE/s400/161.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As the men all cook together....Lucey and Ron snuggle on the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TVFjZFMvHhI/AAAAAAAADqo/eipo6LoZDtA/s1600/164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 351px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571343496577490450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TVFjZFMvHhI/AAAAAAAADqo/eipo6LoZDtA/s400/164.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TVFirD9JArI/AAAAAAAADqg/jDy6_DrG0s8/s1600/173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571342705969660594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TVFirD9JArI/AAAAAAAADqg/jDy6_DrG0s8/s400/173.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spark gives us all a lesson on how to fold a wanton the correct way.  Let me tell you, he is very picky as to how this is to be done...Spark, if you are reading this...I say this with love!  We made a lot and Spark was very patient with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TVFiq8A9A-I/AAAAAAAADqY/tsSUsHpPjfA/s1600/176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571342703838168034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TVFiq8A9A-I/AAAAAAAADqY/tsSUsHpPjfA/s400/176.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We folded a bundle and refolding when we didn't do it correctly ;-)  I am a master at this now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TVFh3KnfuOI/AAAAAAAADqQ/YwAqZN7C-Gw/s1600/180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571341814404724962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TVFh3KnfuOI/AAAAAAAADqQ/YwAqZN7C-Gw/s400/180.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spark made a dish with cabbage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TVFh272EqtI/AAAAAAAADqI/VpqfuxozcO4/s1600/182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571341810439334610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TVFh272EqtI/AAAAAAAADqI/VpqfuxozcO4/s400/182.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More snuggling and still make-up free!  Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUrEvlyru7I/AAAAAAAADp4/CO8PJaF8nKw/s1600/185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569480211074628530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUrEvlyru7I/AAAAAAAADp4/CO8PJaF8nKw/s400/185.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cooking the cabbage. Adam lends a hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUrEvVzDe4I/AAAAAAAADpw/O7o6p76MYn0/s1600/188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569480206781217666" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUrEvVzDe4I/AAAAAAAADpw/O7o6p76MYn0/s400/188.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spark gets us to the table and pours hot sauce into our soups for a little extra flavor.  It was delicious!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUrEvI-ftnI/AAAAAAAADpo/5UHcOvbg460/s1600/191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569480203339544178" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUrEvI-ftnI/AAAAAAAADpo/5UHcOvbg460/s400/191.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Miss Lu is pretty handy with her chops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUrCH_PQACI/AAAAAAAADpg/6pobvEM8g10/s1600/194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569477331687309346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUrCH_PQACI/AAAAAAAADpg/6pobvEM8g10/s400/194.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She loved it all as did the rest of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUrCHuBPqLI/AAAAAAAADpY/qwNAeTMxe14/s1600/195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569477327065163954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUrCHuBPqLI/AAAAAAAADpY/qwNAeTMxe14/s400/195.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We put Lucey to bed and we all crowded around the island once again for a tea ceremony. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUrCHQGoosI/AAAAAAAADpQ/Cl5qHBpAWzs/s1600/196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569477319034708674" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUrCHQGoosI/AAAAAAAADpQ/Cl5qHBpAWzs/s400/196.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spark, it was an absolute delight and a gift to have you in our home and getting to know you.  You are a very special person and we all adore you.  Thank you so much for all the gifts, the wonderful meal you prepared us and sharing tea and your customs with us.  We miss you and hope to see you again in the not so far off future!  God's Blessings and Peace upon you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Tucker Troops&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;beth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-548975196920924683?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/548975196920924683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=548975196920924683&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/548975196920924683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/548975196920924683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2011/02/christmas-vacation-part-iv.html' title='Christmas Vacation Part IV'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TVFk1hLP2eI/AAAAAAAADrQ/izq1dT0hMHs/s72-c/157.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-5999633727748448919</id><published>2011-02-02T16:21:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T19:09:17.947-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas 2010'/><title type='text'>Christmas Vacation Part III</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Christmas Morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUn5gPScjyI/AAAAAAAADpA/-ots-k8-MR0/s1600/054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569256746475360034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUn5gPScjyI/AAAAAAAADpA/-ots-k8-MR0/s400/054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; wanted Santa to bring her a jump rope for Christmas and the game &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Uno&lt;/span&gt; Moo. So hard to please. ;-) I love this age! She was the first one up on Christmas morning. It was so dear to spend the first few minutes with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt;. She was delighted with her new gifts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUn5f-KTQvI/AAAAAAAADo4/XXtpN2rwTts/s1600/057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569256741877793522" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUn5f-KTQvI/AAAAAAAADo4/XXtpN2rwTts/s400/057.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our tradition is to make breakfast and nibble while we open gifts. This year there was a house full of people and two dogs. A little more active than usual so we opted to serve ourselves and eat at the table together while the boys read from the Bible--remembering once again the reason for this Holy celebration. (My quiches were not out of the oven for the picture....darn...they turned out so yummy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUn5fl86e1I/AAAAAAAADow/SJKbR0TCal8/s1600/074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569256735379192658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUn5fl86e1I/AAAAAAAADow/SJKbR0TCal8/s400/074.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Nana, Papa and Adam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUn5fSuKbYI/AAAAAAAADoo/TibwiGTfIlU/s1600/077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569256730217049474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUn5fSuKbYI/AAAAAAAADoo/TibwiGTfIlU/s400/077.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christian and Andrew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUn3oxtYOzI/AAAAAAAADog/lZrr3MSpieU/s1600/081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569254694130826034" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUn3oxtYOzI/AAAAAAAADog/lZrr3MSpieU/s400/081.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Tucker boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUn3orfqvKI/AAAAAAAADoY/qek5lMfelnk/s1600/092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569254692462705826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUn3orfqvKI/AAAAAAAADoY/qek5lMfelnk/s400/092.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christian and Spark. (We bought Spark a pair of matching &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;jammie&lt;/span&gt; pants to wear along with the Tucker men. He was so &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;agreeable&lt;/span&gt; to all over our silliness.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUn22I5CEfI/AAAAAAAADoQ/NH8xT0A7ZvI/s1600/093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569253824180392434" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUn22I5CEfI/AAAAAAAADoQ/NH8xT0A7ZvI/s400/093.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Tucker Twins with Nana and Papa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUn21yMWicI/AAAAAAAADoI/_4cgyxVQQdg/s1600/096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569253818087410114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUn21yMWicI/AAAAAAAADoI/_4cgyxVQQdg/s400/096.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spark and Andrew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUn-XK_0WzI/AAAAAAAADpI/Jf928RocYww/s1600/119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569262088262802226" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUn-XK_0WzI/AAAAAAAADpI/Jf928RocYww/s400/119.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Jammie girls and a fun gift for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUn1GK9XhfI/AAAAAAAADoA/8YYhD6TPxRI/s1600/121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 373px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569251900590097906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUn1GK9XhfI/AAAAAAAADoA/8YYhD6TPxRI/s400/121.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; taking her new puppy for a walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUn1FyoQBGI/AAAAAAAADn4/DGwLIIy_HBU/s1600/127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569251894059074658" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUn1FyoQBGI/AAAAAAAADn4/DGwLIIy_HBU/s400/127.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Papa hand crafted this beautiful &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;cradle&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; and Nana bought her this adorable doll with a set of clothes to dress her in. It was waiting by the door for her and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; quietly spotted it, knelt down and so sweetly started rocking her new baby. I forgot it was sitting there. She was so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUnzMkM1jdI/AAAAAAAADnw/OV5_0kNDPuY/s1600/132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569249811421826514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUnzMkM1jdI/AAAAAAAADnw/OV5_0kNDPuY/s400/132.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas afternoon my Uncle Paul came with gifts galore. That evening my Aunt Clare and Uncle Vic arrived for dessert. It was such &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;a nice&lt;/span&gt; gathering. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; and my Uncle Paul, he gave her that cute bear. My Mom and her sister, Aunt Clare in the back ground and in the far, far background you can see my Uncle Vic talking to my Dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ron was taking most of the pictures and I realized he is not in any of the ones we have. I can't believe it. On this evening he spent most of the time cleaning up the huge dinner mess. Bless his heart. What would I do without him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUnzMGVuTCI/AAAAAAAADno/TT2V7IBcDMU/s1600/133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569249803406036002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUnzMGVuTCI/AAAAAAAADno/TT2V7IBcDMU/s400/133.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uncle Paul and Adam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUnsf6deViI/AAAAAAAADng/vYrEMuSRq4w/s1600/134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569242447233308194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUnsf6deViI/AAAAAAAADng/vYrEMuSRq4w/s400/134.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Andrew and Uncle Paul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUnsfn2Ck_I/AAAAAAAADnY/ZQSfs-L-wSw/s1600/136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569242442236072946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUnsfn2Ck_I/AAAAAAAADnY/ZQSfs-L-wSw/s400/136.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christian and Uncle Paul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUnf_dOng5I/AAAAAAAADnA/J9a5tEd073E/s1600/138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569228695491019666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUnf_dOng5I/AAAAAAAADnA/J9a5tEd073E/s400/138.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spark! The Birthday Boy!!! At the end of the day we celebrated this special young man and his 19 years. Happy Birthday to Spark!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUndDB9j0LI/AAAAAAAADmo/II5YoXIOvqc/s1600/141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569225458356310194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUndDB9j0LI/AAAAAAAADmo/II5YoXIOvqc/s400/141.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He was so happy and so very thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUndCykfWdI/AAAAAAAADmg/ZI6EXqh-2w4/s1600/142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569225454224628178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUndCykfWdI/AAAAAAAADmg/ZI6EXqh-2w4/s400/142.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Blessing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;xoxoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;beth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-5999633727748448919?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/5999633727748448919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=5999633727748448919&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/5999633727748448919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/5999633727748448919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2011/02/christmas-vacation-part-iii.html' title='Christmas Vacation Part III'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUn5gPScjyI/AAAAAAAADpA/-ots-k8-MR0/s72-c/054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-3023615691839707023</id><published>2011-02-02T14:00:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T09:53:01.796-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Vacation Part II (oh my)</title><content type='html'>I'm still determined to get these pictures on the blog....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Christmas Eve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUnFBG3CfMI/AAAAAAAADmY/869jxCVsJKA/s1600/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569199037032332482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUnFBG3CfMI/AAAAAAAADmY/869jxCVsJKA/s400/023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Presents under the tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUm-skMeixI/AAAAAAAADlY/G-cc2DXPoXs/s1600/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569192087059860242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUm-skMeixI/AAAAAAAADlY/G-cc2DXPoXs/s400/040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We live next to the sweetest family who live out their faith by their actions. The song that sings.... "They'll know we are Christian's by our love, by our love......" describes the Choi's. We are blessed to have them right next to us. They asked if they could join us for Christmas Eve service. I was thrilled. I was planning a simple, early dinner so we invited them to join us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUnFAj-Y3TI/AAAAAAAADmQ/jnaGwXCWa4s/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569199027667918130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUnFAj-Y3TI/AAAAAAAADmQ/jnaGwXCWa4s/s400/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They have 4 children. I was determined to squeeze us all around the table so we could "break bread" together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUnFAfRhh1I/AAAAAAAADmI/heeddHGdmRs/s1600/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569199026406000466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUnFAfRhh1I/AAAAAAAADmI/heeddHGdmRs/s400/019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucey doesn't use the high chair anymore but we needed space at the table and she agreed to it this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUnD1uQGylI/AAAAAAAADmA/1EN5IOdIbAA/s1600/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569197741936396882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUnD1uQGylI/AAAAAAAADmA/1EN5IOdIbAA/s400/021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After dinner Lucey and I excused ourselves to dress for church. Lucey stopped by the tree to take a peek at the gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUnD1lvd6WI/AAAAAAAADl4/fQE9foOV_zg/s1600/024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569197739652016482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUnD1lvd6WI/AAAAAAAADl4/fQE9foOV_zg/s400/024.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucey was so excited to have a battery powered candle stick like the rest of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUnC_dUqauI/AAAAAAAADlw/xmCvNQ3G5g4/s1600/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569196809679170274" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUnC_dUqauI/AAAAAAAADlw/xmCvNQ3G5g4/s400/028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Andrew and Christian played hand bells in the choir. They played a duet in a small section of the music. They have been working hard over the past month in an all adult choir. I was so proud of them. It was their desire to join the group. They were extra pleased to be playing for our neighbors who asked to join us when they found out Andrew and Christian were ringing the bells. Making a joyful noise unto the Lord. As we celebrated the birth of Jesus. It was a beautiful service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUnC_NFgUvI/AAAAAAAADlo/q7ALvFCHQ8A/s1600/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569196805320626930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUnC_NFgUvI/AAAAAAAADlo/q7ALvFCHQ8A/s400/030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hugs for Andrew with Christian peeking over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUm-tMMUU9I/AAAAAAAADlg/BZrljiaOujE/s1600/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569192097796608978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUm-tMMUU9I/AAAAAAAADlg/BZrljiaOujE/s400/038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The men....with Lucey getting her little face in there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUm6sb59e1I/AAAAAAAADlQ/Zy_m-PBnt68/s1600/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569187686788201298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUm6sb59e1I/AAAAAAAADlQ/Zy_m-PBnt68/s400/041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spark brought tea with him. He showed us how they enjoy a cup of tea in his native China. We all huddled around the kitchen island. With our neighbor Kathryn and her youngest, Christian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUm6sFNcVgI/AAAAAAAADlI/X36g5OFKG3I/s1600/042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569187680695899650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUm6sFNcVgI/AAAAAAAADlI/X36g5OFKG3I/s400/042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My Mom and Dad came in later Christmas Eve evening, just in time for tea and fellowship. Christian, Adam and neighbor Titus in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUm577TllXI/AAAAAAAADlA/ra-geY-mLHY/s1600/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569186853403596146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUm577TllXI/AAAAAAAADlA/ra-geY-mLHY/s400/043.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kathryn, Faith, Christian and myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUm57gPtwhI/AAAAAAAADk4/x_xkzcCxq44/s1600/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569186846139597330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUm57gPtwhI/AAAAAAAADk4/x_xkzcCxq44/s400/045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spark was having a pre-birthday cupcake....we found out that Spark was celebrating his birthday on Christmas day. More to come on the birthday boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a fun evening!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;beth &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-3023615691839707023?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/3023615691839707023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=3023615691839707023&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/3023615691839707023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/3023615691839707023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2011/02/christmas-vacation-part-ii-oh-my.html' title='Christmas Vacation Part II (oh my)'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TUnFBG3CfMI/AAAAAAAADmY/869jxCVsJKA/s72-c/023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-1233195674176791628</id><published>2011-01-24T14:51:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T07:41:58.867-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Vacation Part I</title><content type='html'>Yes, I'm really going all the way back to Pre-Christmas...just over a month ago already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the time, we were so very busy that I was not able to capture all the fun we had. We had a special house guest come and stay for a week. Spark! He was a boarding student from China last year and went to school with Adam. This year he is studying Engineering at Penn State. He and Adam were good friends but oddly enough, I had never met Spark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TT3qt8Po29I/AAAAAAAADkw/bWw8bdbt0no/s1600/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565862789486533586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TT3qt8Po29I/AAAAAAAADkw/bWw8bdbt0no/s400/035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spark was so easy to have and he fit right into our big family. He really went along with all of our traditions in an eager and gracious way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TT3p7fbdQaI/AAAAAAAADkg/vjBYAZ4nKM4/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565861922758017442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TT3p7fbdQaI/AAAAAAAADkg/vjBYAZ4nKM4/s400/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how Spark ties his shoes.  Isn't that great?  He said it took him an hour...he will be a talented engineer some day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TT3pmQFtc-I/AAAAAAAADkY/cD19az6qIEA/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565861557863019490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TT3pmQFtc-I/AAAAAAAADkY/cD19az6qIEA/s400/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucey adored him.  Spark was so sweet with Lucey who was always following him around and giving him a leg hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TT3pOgaw5qI/AAAAAAAADkQ/lCyqqn9E_sI/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565861149929432738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TT3pOgaw5qI/AAAAAAAADkQ/lCyqqn9E_sI/s400/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucey decorated a ginger bread house.  I really didn't have to help much.  (Pardon me....I don't have any makeup on.  Apparently, as you will see in the future pictures I post, I didn't wear much makeup over the break....hmmmmm.....Oh well....the real me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TT3o2cc97KI/AAAAAAAADkI/YhulLW2zjLQ/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565860736548072610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TT3o2cc97KI/AAAAAAAADkI/YhulLW2zjLQ/s400/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I started frosting the house for her but she quickly took over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TT3og8jWhjI/AAAAAAAADkA/CuEWxUEdz1o/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565860367207663154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TT3og8jWhjI/AAAAAAAADkA/CuEWxUEdz1o/s400/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Placing each piece of candy in her perfect order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TT3oJnpZ9bI/AAAAAAAADj4/SfH0GpvoQf0/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565859966458918322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TT3oJnpZ9bI/AAAAAAAADj4/SfH0GpvoQf0/s400/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Looking beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TT3ny72AUEI/AAAAAAAADjw/WyVLsqIuP-w/s1600/145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565859576743481410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TT3ny72AUEI/AAAAAAAADjw/WyVLsqIuP-w/s400/145.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I found the perfect spot on the buffet for her masterpiece.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;beth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More to come.  Mainly for our own memories. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-1233195674176791628?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/1233195674176791628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=1233195674176791628&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/1233195674176791628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/1233195674176791628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-vacation-part-i.html' title='Christmas Vacation Part I'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TT3qt8Po29I/AAAAAAAADkw/bWw8bdbt0no/s72-c/035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-3231601505851947861</id><published>2011-01-22T11:20:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T12:04:58.190-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lucey Dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lucey'/><title type='text'>Pretty In Pink</title><content type='html'>Lucey had a great morning in ballet class with Miss Katie and all the little girls. Our neighbor and Lucey's good friend, Whitney, is in the class. Whitney's Mom, Elizabeth, is a very good friend of mine so we had fun in the lobby catching up and talking about the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TTsTwgSqnHI/AAAAAAAADjo/AWzbIuzsVFY/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 215px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565063488569252978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TTsTwgSqnHI/AAAAAAAADjo/AWzbIuzsVFY/s400/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucey is ready for the doors to open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TTsTwQ3sxII/AAAAAAAADjg/lKKyPuwFvOA/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565063484429616258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TTsTwQ3sxII/AAAAAAAADjg/lKKyPuwFvOA/s400/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She was a little nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TTsTQYY3nyI/AAAAAAAADjY/bglPqBa7agA/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 245px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565062936691973922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TTsTQYY3nyI/AAAAAAAADjY/bglPqBa7agA/s400/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Taking a peek to see what's inside the dance studio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TTsTQP0opCI/AAAAAAAADjQ/7CP9-mLQUXY/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565062934392513570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TTsTQP0opCI/AAAAAAAADjQ/7CP9-mLQUXY/s400/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She clung to me for just a bit and I reassured her she would be fine and I scooted out very quickly not looking back. I knew I needed to dash out before she clung to me even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TTsTQD0k8VI/AAAAAAAADjI/SARR6xyR91s/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565062931171045714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TTsTQD0k8VI/AAAAAAAADjI/SARR6xyR91s/s400/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She took a quick moment to regroup....I could see the wheels turning as I peeked through the door way and then she listened to the directions and she was off. The two little girls sitting in the background were struggling with leaving their mama. Miss Katie, a rather large imposing woman, took them by the arms and told them they could sit "right there" until they were ready to join the girls. Yikes! I have a feeling there will be no shenanigans tolerated in this class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TTsSzvGhSxI/AAAAAAAADjA/ALrR89G-nhc/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 364px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565062444572822290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TTsSzvGhSxI/AAAAAAAADjA/ALrR89G-nhc/s400/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Roll Call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TTsSzSoQDcI/AAAAAAAADi4/jUZpLRaVbLs/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 396px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565062436929670594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TTsSzSoQDcI/AAAAAAAADi4/jUZpLRaVbLs/s400/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More directions. Something is funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TTsSzOQQ7zI/AAAAAAAADiw/uyUb832vAW8/s1600/016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565062435755323186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TTsSzOQQ7zI/AAAAAAAADiw/uyUb832vAW8/s400/016.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TTsSPqEBCYI/AAAAAAAADio/dTPB2StBi9U/s1600/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 371px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565061824744851842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TTsSPqEBCYI/AAAAAAAADio/dTPB2StBi9U/s400/020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Whitney and Lucey....Sweet Friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TTsSPXCNHtI/AAAAAAAADig/7XOc-R0Ca28/s1600/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565061819636981458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TTsSPXCNHtI/AAAAAAAADig/7XOc-R0Ca28/s400/021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Parents are not allowed in the room. There was a little narrow window with a diamond grid in the door of the classroom. I was taking photos crunched up against the glass at an angle focusing between the lines. I just had to get photos of my sweet baby girl taking her first dance lesson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lucey followed directions beautifully. The class is for girls between the ages of 3-5 so she is one of the younger girls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the past week Lucey has been sick with an ear infection. Her first dance lesson was supposed to be last Saturday but she woke up with a 102 degree temperature which led us the clinic to check her ear. Poor thing....she also had wax build up and needed her ear to be cleaned out which made her cry. With only one ear, I cringe when she gets an ear infection. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is doing well today....unfortunately a few of the other troops are sick though. :-( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;beth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-3231601505851947861?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/3231601505851947861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=3231601505851947861&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/3231601505851947861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/3231601505851947861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2011/01/pretty-in-pink.html' title='Pretty In Pink'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TTsTwgSqnHI/AAAAAAAADjo/AWzbIuzsVFY/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-1599103563978426410</id><published>2011-01-22T07:23:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T07:33:35.529-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lucey Dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lucey'/><title type='text'>Sweet Pink Slippers...For My Tiny Dancer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TTra5jPSsrI/AAAAAAAADiY/L9J1eoMX-uQ/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 365px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565000971816448690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TTra5jPSsrI/AAAAAAAADiY/L9J1eoMX-uQ/s400/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lucey's New Ballet Slippers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucey starts ballet lessons this morning.  She is thrilled and has been twirling around the house the last few days.  We decided on dance after her neurologist suggested she start an activity such as dance or soccer to help with her balance issues and her gross motor skills.   So dance it is.  Perhaps she will play soccer in the spring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-1599103563978426410?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/1599103563978426410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=1599103563978426410&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/1599103563978426410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/1599103563978426410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2011/01/sweet-pink-slippersfor-my-tiny-dancer.html' title='Sweet Pink Slippers...For My Tiny Dancer'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TTra5jPSsrI/AAAAAAAADiY/L9J1eoMX-uQ/s72-c/014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-2801812641178988746</id><published>2011-01-16T20:46:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T20:54:57.507-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adam and Lin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adam Activities'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adam'/><title type='text'>Winter Homecoming 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TTOuAn5WdRI/AAAAAAAADiQ/X5lGJjOD590/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562981290465457426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TTOuAn5WdRI/AAAAAAAADiQ/X5lGJjOD590/s400/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Adam and the Lovely Miss Lin.  Adam invited us to take pictures at the restaurant where all the kids were dinning.  It was fun to see all the young people and the girls in their beautiful dresses. Adam and Lin had a fabulous time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxo&lt;br /&gt;beth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Christmas photos still to come...I need to get them on here to at least journal for our family)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-2801812641178988746?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/2801812641178988746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=2801812641178988746&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/2801812641178988746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/2801812641178988746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2011/01/winter-homecoming-2011.html' title='Winter Homecoming 2011'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TTOuAn5WdRI/AAAAAAAADiQ/X5lGJjOD590/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-8304290653062243750</id><published>2011-01-12T13:06:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T13:47:17.522-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Snow Day</title><content type='html'>Cabin Fever has taken over....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew and Christian did not have school again today. It's so cold and we still have slick streets here. Adam's school was in session....it's private and half the students board so they went ahead and had classes (although the local Public school was called off). Ron drove him the 25 miles and they arrived just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to be outside for long when the windchill is zero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mom told me the other day that she thought it was fun to have a snow day with my sister and I. I do remember hot cocoa and a relaxed day keeping warm. My sister and I were such calm girls and we loved to do calm activities. I do adore having my boys around and they love their Mom...but let me tell you....it's &lt;strong&gt;loud&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;active&lt;/strong&gt; when they are home. They are the equivalent to a pair of English Sheep Dogs coming in from the rain....running in and shaking their wet bodies all over the place. No, seriously....they bring so much of the outside in when they come barreling through the door. I do&lt;strong&gt; love&lt;/strong&gt; their activity and all their &lt;strong&gt;chatter&lt;/strong&gt; and I know someday I will be wanting all that back when they are off making their way in life. But, I do hope tomorrow they will be back in their classroom. ;-) My house needs to be put back together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway-- Christian was bored today so we made cookies with left over Christmas baking items. We had all the ingredients minus a half a bag of butterscotch and one egg. So we made oatmeal &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;scotchies&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;halved&lt;/span&gt; the recipe (still minus one egg). Christian loves to be in the kitchen...he did a great job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TS388KGx3uI/AAAAAAAADiI/fvN5P89aSsI/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561379225307569890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TS388KGx3uI/AAAAAAAADiI/fvN5P89aSsI/s400/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They were a little flat but they were &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;tasty&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TS38vcy1QmI/AAAAAAAADiA/TuTP-ALNjOo/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561379006985880162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TS38vcy1QmI/AAAAAAAADiA/TuTP-ALNjOo/s400/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We then played Othello. He really wanted to beat me. It's one of my favorites and I have to say, I'm pretty good. :-) He is a good sport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TS38DLs6J-I/AAAAAAAADhw/EA-UYz5bGnw/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561378246483388386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TS38DLs6J-I/AAAAAAAADhw/EA-UYz5bGnw/s400/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I took these pictures at 1:00 in the afternoon and yes, we are still in &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;jammies&lt;/span&gt;. I would never let you see what I look like! &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; has colored, painted, stamped and used her play dough. Then off to chunky &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Legos&lt;/span&gt; and a shopping cart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TS374one3MI/AAAAAAAADho/jr8aYTwHiEQ/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 361px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561378065266695362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TS374one3MI/AAAAAAAADho/jr8aYTwHiEQ/s400/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christian decided to play a PS3 game. Andrew is at a friends and Christian is really missing his buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TS38cqdcPQI/AAAAAAAADh4/lDipNcajftU/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561378684236741890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TS38cqdcPQI/AAAAAAAADh4/lDipNcajftU/s400/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On a side note....last Saturday Adam was a teammate on the varsity scholar's bowl team for his school. It was a tournament with about 20 schools. They placed second. "Way to go Adam and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;MH&lt;/span&gt;-MA!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd better get back to the Troops....they want to play a game!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;xoxoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;beth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-8304290653062243750?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/8304290653062243750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=8304290653062243750&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/8304290653062243750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/8304290653062243750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2011/01/another-snow-day.html' title='Another Snow Day'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TS388KGx3uI/AAAAAAAADiI/fvN5P89aSsI/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-49926454587839395</id><published>2011-01-11T18:09:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T18:27:44.441-06:00</updated><title type='text'>HOT COCOA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TSzz9FIXdII/AAAAAAAADhg/_bFVRPIuap0/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561087870570558594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TSzz9FIXdII/AAAAAAAADhg/_bFVRPIuap0/s400/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TSzzoX4FCxI/AAAAAAAADhY/5AzSkChg2Qs/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561087514825263890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TSzzoX4FCxI/AAAAAAAADhY/5AzSkChg2Qs/s400/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; had hers chilled with her marshmallows on the side.  :-)  She took pleasure in  every sip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TSzzQHnrNnI/AAAAAAAADhQ/X1sMMGQ7zVk/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561087098144634482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TSzzQHnrNnI/AAAAAAAADhQ/X1sMMGQ7zVk/s400/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys also drank every drop and devoured the snacks I put out.  It didn't take them long and they were off to play.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our day was warm and cozy.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope you had a cozy day too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;xoxoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;beth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-49926454587839395?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/49926454587839395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=49926454587839395&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/49926454587839395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/49926454587839395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2011/01/hot-cocoa.html' title='HOT COCOA'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TSzz9FIXdII/AAAAAAAADhg/_bFVRPIuap0/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-3824507811467238473</id><published>2011-01-11T13:01:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T14:51:01.605-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Twins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lucey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Snow'/><title type='text'>Snow Bunnies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;What a snow stormy few days it has been. Our country as a whole has been slammed with ice, snow, wind and now very low temperatures. Here in our small area of the country we got about 6 inches of snow and now it's super cold. Yesterday it snowed all day-- the beautiful fluffy kind of powder. The temperatures were still in low 30's so not too cold to be out romping around in it. That's what my kiddos were doing all day yesterday.  Today...it's in the single digits with the windchill below zero....we're snuggling with hot cocoa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TSyzpxIrg3I/AAAAAAAADgw/Drg8WLoZvLE/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561017170041471858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TSyzpxIrg3I/AAAAAAAADgw/Drg8WLoZvLE/s400/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; wore last year's coat for the first part of winter and I noticed it was getting a little short on her. Then I remembered seeing one in a container in the basement. We have been blessed with lovely, bunches, of beautiful hand-me-downs from dear friends. I must have 8 large containers organized by size. Yep...this adorable coat and snow pants plus boots came from my very dear friend from high school....Renee. Perfect! Thank you so much Renee! I love you so much!! You see, I was the first to have kids out of my circle of friends. For the past 12 years I have been sending the boys' clothes to my friends with boys. I love sharing....I'm so happy I could pass on clothes and that they have been so warmly received. It sure feels good though, to be the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;recipient&lt;/span&gt;. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TSyzpp4pjVI/AAAAAAAADgo/kx-OX6yJtgU/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 364px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561017168095186258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TSyzpp4pjVI/AAAAAAAADgo/kx-OX6yJtgU/s400/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; loves the snow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TSyzpCMNXEI/AAAAAAAADgg/KsMSVV2Fbcg/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 336px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561017157439806530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TSyzpCMNXEI/AAAAAAAADgg/KsMSVV2Fbcg/s400/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Her brothers do too. Andrew was the first to offer to play with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TSyzXzQZTvI/AAAAAAAADgY/88C4aqzm6UU/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561016861373058802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TSyzXzQZTvI/AAAAAAAADgY/88C4aqzm6UU/s400/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christian jumped into the mix and they made snow angels together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TSyzXUjW8hI/AAAAAAAADgQ/iVCapz4Bp_U/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561016853131096594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TSyzXUjW8hI/AAAAAAAADgQ/iVCapz4Bp_U/s400/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They got out the little &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;sled&lt;/span&gt; that Papa made for her last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TSyzAUEeqII/AAAAAAAADgI/4bSh-k-ebng/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 354px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561016457864587394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TSyzAUEeqII/AAAAAAAADgI/4bSh-k-ebng/s400/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The boys are so sweet and gentle with her....they got her all propped up in her "ride."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TSyrsiRfImI/AAAAAAAADfo/IvNxIoUeFQA/s1600/011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 357px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561008421498462818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TSyrsiRfImI/AAAAAAAADfo/IvNxIoUeFQA/s400/011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christian took off with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TSyrsjXdXLI/AAAAAAAADfg/0uzrZRyN1-w/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 322px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561008421791947954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TSyrsjXdXLI/AAAAAAAADfg/0uzrZRyN1-w/s400/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then Andrew took the "reins."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TSyqrqj50-I/AAAAAAAADfY/QfKniHjlOVI/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 336px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561007307031696354" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TSyqrqj50-I/AAAAAAAADfY/QfKniHjlOVI/s400/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was getting so cold but didn't want to come in. She was not ready! I would be perfectly happy too if I had two brothers pulling me around in the winter wonderland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TSyqrdwhY-I/AAAAAAAADfQ/NyJkuFtNsOQ/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561007303594959842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TSyqrdwhY-I/AAAAAAAADfQ/NyJkuFtNsOQ/s400/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I even think there were a few tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TSyqPo02lHI/AAAAAAAADfI/2mzpjkdoJRY/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561006825529578610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TSyqPo02lHI/AAAAAAAADfI/2mzpjkdoJRY/s400/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The tears quickly dried when I suggested she be a little lady bug for the rest of the afternoon. I love this age. So quick to be satisfied. Off she went....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;xoxoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;beth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-3824507811467238473?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/3824507811467238473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=3824507811467238473&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/3824507811467238473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/3824507811467238473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2011/01/snow-bunnies.html' title='Snow Bunnies'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TSyzpxIrg3I/AAAAAAAADgw/Drg8WLoZvLE/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-8413861094756065081</id><published>2011-01-06T14:29:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T15:11:57.095-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Card Photo--Finally</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back.  It was such a fun and very busy Christmas extending into the New Year....more about that later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally posting the Christmas card photo....I used a few different versions this year.  I also added  one of Adam's senior pictures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TSYrd6gECTI/AAAAAAAADeg/9m-6v5sMyUU/s1600/076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559178582955395378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TSYrd6gECTI/AAAAAAAADeg/9m-6v5sMyUU/s400/076.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TSYrdnjaYDI/AAAAAAAADeY/8b_yZfiZeXk/s1600/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 333px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559178577869168690" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TSYrdnjaYDI/AAAAAAAADeY/8b_yZfiZeXk/s400/041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TSYrdV4vs3I/AAAAAAAADeQ/Mb4Y43ImS-c/s1600/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559178573126808434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TSYrdV4vs3I/AAAAAAAADeQ/Mb4Y43ImS-c/s400/040.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TSYq7wPAVTI/AAAAAAAADeI/lBtAWhLK1qA/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559177996083942706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TSYq7wPAVTI/AAAAAAAADeI/lBtAWhLK1qA/s400/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Thank you for all of your sweet comments...on here, in emails and face to face.  I'm so grateful-- I'm smiling as I type.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I look forward to catching up with you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blessing to you in 2011....ahhhh....such a big year for us and I know some of you also have big events you are looking forward to this year as well.  I can't wait to hear more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-8413861094756065081?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/8413861094756065081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=8413861094756065081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/8413861094756065081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/8413861094756065081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2011/01/christmas-card-photo-finally.html' title='Christmas Card Photo--Finally'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TSYrd6gECTI/AAAAAAAADeg/9m-6v5sMyUU/s72-c/076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-3473468225873668622</id><published>2010-12-21T11:51:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T12:18:25.727-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Card Bloopers 2010...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TRDt4UDhZkI/AAAAAAAADdo/HSJNY_OaSm0/s1600/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 390px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553199892259759682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TRDt4UDhZkI/AAAAAAAADdo/HSJNY_OaSm0/s400/021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TRDtcTWoS4I/AAAAAAAADdg/qMd1bqQ3pnw/s1600/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553199411035130754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TRDtcTWoS4I/AAAAAAAADdg/qMd1bqQ3pnw/s400/029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TRDtEQVr4YI/AAAAAAAADdY/iuS6DjrW9vk/s1600/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553198997909004674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TRDtEQVr4YI/AAAAAAAADdY/iuS6DjrW9vk/s400/031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TRDrY52lpYI/AAAAAAAADcw/pFk_jfxO3YU/s1600/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553197153626989954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TRDrY52lpYI/AAAAAAAADcw/pFk_jfxO3YU/s400/035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TRDrYTzpgoI/AAAAAAAADco/OgxunUFkEsM/s1600/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553197143414112898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TRDrYTzpgoI/AAAAAAAADco/OgxunUFkEsM/s400/036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TRDrYbr2XRI/AAAAAAAADcg/8WM4Z4VMzzE/s1600/062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553197145528884498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TRDrYbr2XRI/AAAAAAAADcg/8WM4Z4VMzzE/s400/062.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My helper was, well, should I say...a distraction.  He stood behind me "cawing" like a bird....flapping his arms up and down making everyone laugh.  Thanks, hon.....75 frames later.  I toned him down a bit and we proceeded with some okay shots.  Nothing spectacular but, okay and I had to be okay about it.  It's who we are....we are very real people....a little chaotic at times.  They are the loves of my life.  I'll post the Christmas card photo soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxoxo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;beth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-3473468225873668622?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/3473468225873668622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=3473468225873668622&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/3473468225873668622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/3473468225873668622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-card-bloopers-2010.html' title='Christmas Card Bloopers 2010...'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TRDt4UDhZkI/AAAAAAAADdo/HSJNY_OaSm0/s72-c/021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-2276285657750236308</id><published>2010-12-17T08:47:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T09:37:35.267-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Andrew and Christian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas 2010'/><title type='text'>School Parties and Open Houses....</title><content type='html'>Yesterday morning was a little nutty-- the Science open house for both Andrew and Christian and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey's&lt;/span&gt; school party. I made the cupcakes the night before and lost steam. So I was up at 5:00 a.m. baking scones (Andrew's choice to take to school) and lemon mini muffins for Christian's class. Andrew headed out the door with his contribution because his Science class meets first period. He also had a few gifts he wanted to take for friends and one special teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TQt_EXgdhgI/AAAAAAAADcY/98IhFo4f0Dk/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551670678670640642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TQt_EXgdhgI/AAAAAAAADcY/98IhFo4f0Dk/s400/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I started stacking all the goodies by the front door to load up. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey's&lt;/span&gt; cupcakes and her teacher gift....I wish I had a picture of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt;. She looked so cute this morning. It was just too crazy. After spending some time in her classroom getting all settled I raced to the Middle School. I missed Andrew's class and power point slide presentation. I felt so bad about that. I just can't be in two places at the same time. With Ron out of town...it's a little more difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TQt-mAgJyoI/AAAAAAAADcQ/RZA22t8E1LI/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551670157099256450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TQt-mAgJyoI/AAAAAAAADcQ/RZA22t8E1LI/s400/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I was there for Christian. He has Science second period...lucky for me. The Science room is beautiful with an area for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;lectures&lt;/span&gt; and note taking and an area with modules set up for hands on learning. They also have an area to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;dissect&lt;/span&gt;. This is Christian's computer and he had his presentation set up and ready to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TQt76LfXnII/AAAAAAAADcI/Fiy6LZaC2Ds/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551667205111258242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TQt76LfXnII/AAAAAAAADcI/Fiy6LZaC2Ds/s400/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; His Module was on Ecology. This time around he didn't have a partner...on his own. He did well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TQt7XlpR-SI/AAAAAAAADcA/XdSXIJinHc0/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551666610836732194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TQt7XlpR-SI/AAAAAAAADcA/XdSXIJinHc0/s400/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We walked around to all the modules. They will have 15 total by the end of the year. They are set up for success. This is the human body module.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TQt61b_7gvI/AAAAAAAADb4/M9k18GBJiqI/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551666024131822322" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TQt61b_7gvI/AAAAAAAADb4/M9k18GBJiqI/s400/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I got out of the room quickly when the bell rang so I could tell Andrew I was sorry for missing his class. He was so sweet about it. "No problem, mommy." Their buddies came over and they let me snap a group photo. Such a cute fresh faced bunch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God Bless--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;xoxoxo&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;beth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-2276285657750236308?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/2276285657750236308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=2276285657750236308&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/2276285657750236308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/2276285657750236308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2010/12/school-parties-and-open-houses.html' title='School Parties and Open Houses....'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TQt_EXgdhgI/AAAAAAAADcY/98IhFo4f0Dk/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-4460291375455289167</id><published>2010-12-15T06:02:00.013-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T10:56:51.282-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lucey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas 2010'/><title type='text'>Christmas Sweetness!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TQjm-C0rL4I/AAAAAAAADbI/uqGNaw_l_UQ/s1600/lyric_theatre%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yesterday morning was &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey's&lt;/span&gt; Christmas recital for the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-3 class at her Christian &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-school. It was the sweetest little performance. (Remember, click on the photo to enlarge.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TQjjgicxgcI/AAAAAAAADbA/kCJdvdQ1hOY/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550936688876945858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TQjjgicxgcI/AAAAAAAADbA/kCJdvdQ1hOY/s400/017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Before they performed they said a prayer. Just in case you are not sure....&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; is the little one in the black and white skirt and red sweater on the far right. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TQjjgTI6GEI/AAAAAAAADa4/1nXbgbOBFm0/s1600/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550936684767090754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TQjjgTI6GEI/AAAAAAAADa4/1nXbgbOBFm0/s400/029.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; They are singing about Bethlehem in this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TQiwv6FE4LI/AAAAAAAADaw/1zJUCHIim78/s1600/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550880877825024178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TQiwv6FE4LI/AAAAAAAADaw/1zJUCHIim78/s400/032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here they are singing Happy Birthday to Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TQiwXWRZXQI/AAAAAAAADao/KLCcepH3yyw/s1600/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550880455896161538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TQiwXWRZXQI/AAAAAAAADao/KLCcepH3yyw/s400/035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here they are professing their love for Jesus and they ask us...."Do you love Jesus?" Yes, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt;....We do!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TQivrs5EU9I/AAAAAAAADag/aOMwQcLHO7o/s1600/052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550879706053891026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TQivrs5EU9I/AAAAAAAADag/aOMwQcLHO7o/s400/052.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TQivSfo_cJI/AAAAAAAADaY/TqHl_XCVyHg/s1600/051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550879273000071314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TQivSfo_cJI/AAAAAAAADaY/TqHl_XCVyHg/s400/051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is what Christmas is all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TQjm-C0rL4I/AAAAAAAADbI/uqGNaw_l_UQ/s1600/lyric_theatre%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550940494318219138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TQjm-C0rL4I/AAAAAAAADbI/uqGNaw_l_UQ/s400/lyric_theatre%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, I took Andrew and Christian to the Kansas City Symphony. The music was so beautiful. The traditional music was played and the Children's choir sang. After intermission there was a sing along...we had so much fun--not to mention that we were served the most &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;sinfully&lt;/span&gt; delicious brownies ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With our big weekend event and Ron traveling this week--I am way behind with our Christmas preparations...or I should say...what the World would deem as "behind." I'm trying not to worry....just pacing myself and focusing in on the true meaning. The rest will come together. It always does.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to share the beginning of my week.....when I had a tug of war with my emotions....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; and I went shopping on Monday to get some cards and gifts. So it's double up on the shopping. All of the most important people in our lives (outside this house) seem to have birthday's right about now. I fluctuated between feeling frustrated and blessed......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. It was 10 degrees...brrr....and dragging &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; around was going to be a challenge. We don't live near shopping. The closest shopping are outdoor malls. They are wonderful on beautiful days but not this day. So I had to drive even further to get to an indoor mall. I started 0&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ut&lt;/span&gt; frustrated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;2. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; practiced her recital songs on the way to shopping. A reminder of what Christmas is all about. I felt Blessed to have her with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3. I could not find a parking spot. Double frustrated! Then, voila...one opened. Yippee. I parked only to realize I was right next to a snow mound. I had to step out and into the deep snow. Then had to get &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; out too....&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;triple&lt;/span&gt; frustrated....it required some gymnastic moves and some splits too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;4. We were finally in the mall nice and warm and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; in the stroller. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ahhhh&lt;/span&gt;....Blessed and feeling like it was going to be okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5. First stop....the Hallmark store. I spent time hand picking each card and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; was doing well. Not too crowded. Then...."I have to go potty!" Frustrated!! We left the cards with the girl at the check out and went out of the store in search of the restrooms. Frustrated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;6. Back to the store....picking out more cards with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; wanting to walk. Okay....no problem...but, the store was crowded now and she wanted to push the stroller around. You get the picture. I had a hard time concentrating and I had to go at a slower pace than I had wanted. We got in the long line. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; is hungry and fussing. It was finally my turn and....the girl couldn't find the first batch of cards. Really frustrated....I started praying. She went on a search. The people behind me were irritated. At last....she found them! Blessed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7. Off to have lunch....which meant not shopping. Frustrated. Then remembered that I am with my girl and I should enjoy these moments. Adam is about ready to graduate and move on....I know the years fly by. So just enjoy this time. Blessed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;8. Finally we finished and it was off to one of my favorite stores. I pull in with the stroller and this pretty lady approaches me with a lovely smile recognizing us from my blog....it's Melinda from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://copelandsaplenty.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;. Melinda and I have been emailing and wanting to get together and meet in person. It has just been so difficult with our schedules. We hugged, we chatted about our families and we talked about the girls. Our girls have the same special needs issue. She gave me valuable information. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Meah&lt;/span&gt; is 10 and has already started &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;procedures&lt;/span&gt; that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; will begin in a year and a half. My day was then super Blessed. The Lord knew the gift I needed at just the right time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was so great to meet you Melinda! Thank you for taking the time to talk with me. I hope we can get together again soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that...I bought a few more things and headed home with my load and one tired girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a great and Blessed day &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;after all&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;xoxoxo&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;beth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-4460291375455289167?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/4460291375455289167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=4460291375455289167&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/4460291375455289167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/4460291375455289167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-sweetness.html' title='Christmas Sweetness!'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TQjjgicxgcI/AAAAAAAADbA/kCJdvdQ1hOY/s72-c/017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-8709714934063437443</id><published>2010-12-12T17:27:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T18:26:13.304-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Military Event'/><title type='text'>2010 Training Conference and Christmas Ball</title><content type='html'>It was a busy weekend...Ron hosted approximately 500 Soldiers and their spouses at our Battalion training Conference/Christmas Ball. Friday nights event kicked off with the individual company (Ron has 7 companies in his Battalion) parties. We strolled from room to room enjoying each theme party and talking with the Soldiers and their spouses. Saturday morning we had on-sight daycare for the kiddos who came (Ron's Battalion spans three states). The ladies enjoyed an early spouses breakfast and then participated in a seminar where we learned a lot of important information that will help ease our crazy lifestyle. The Tucker troops were all here except Adam who stayed home with our little dog Max. He also needed to do quite a bit of studying with mid-terms this week. Andrew and Christian had hand bell practice for Christmas Eve church service on Saturday morning back near our home. My very dear friend, Shea--who happened to be in town from Alabama-- came by the hotel and took the boys to practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Shea-Shea!! I am forever grateful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lot's of moving parts to this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shea brought the boys back and we girls had a nice leisure lunch together. I enjoyed my time with my dear friend. Lucey was wore out from day care and took her nap on my lap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TQVd-IdJTLI/AAAAAAAADZ4/2LrL79ER3CE/s1600/046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 393px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549945437807004850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TQVd-IdJTLI/AAAAAAAADZ4/2LrL79ER3CE/s400/046.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This picture was taken after the Christmas Ball on Saturday evening...I know I look tired and I was. I took Lucey to the day care room at 4:00 and then met Ron and our guest to walk over to the ball and prepare for the cocktail hour. Ron and I shook hands with 500 people as we greeted each and everyone in the receiving line. I loved having a close up and personal look at the lovely ladies in their cocktail dresses. To shake the hands of the young Soldier's and thank them for their service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TQVdx8mxfrI/AAAAAAAADZw/T_b3AU137xE/s1600/032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 377px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549945228467732146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TQVdx8mxfrI/AAAAAAAADZw/T_b3AU137xE/s400/032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ron is presenting a gift to our guest speaker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TQVdmUPvdbI/AAAAAAAADZo/N171UHCp6Y0/s1600/041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549945028655150514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TQVdmUPvdbI/AAAAAAAADZo/N171UHCp6Y0/s400/041.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ron and Chris--His Command Sergeant Major. They are a dynamic duo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TQVdb95Ks8I/AAAAAAAADZg/ipBAWzpUXHA/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 290px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549944850856195010" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TQVdb95Ks8I/AAAAAAAADZg/ipBAWzpUXHA/s400/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We received the gift of staying in an amazing hotel suite. It was beyond anything we have ever stayed in. The boys were just giddy. Lucey woke up this morning and snuggled in our bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TQVkjku2CBI/AAAAAAAADaQ/XtHf11yf_a0/s1600/066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549952678122358802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TQVkjku2CBI/AAAAAAAADaQ/XtHf11yf_a0/s400/066.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is the view from our room. It was gorgeous at night. Our room was wrapped in ceiling to floor windows and we took up the entire end of the 18th floor and it was the corner room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TQVjtWfvIyI/AAAAAAAADaI/rnnqw1opVcc/s1600/054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549951746587960098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TQVjtWfvIyI/AAAAAAAADaI/rnnqw1opVcc/s400/054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was Andrew and Christian's room. They had a hard time getting out of bed this morning for church; they were so snug. They kept their curtains open so they could enjoy the Christmas lights and the World War I monument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TQVjURFyh3I/AAAAAAAADaA/zJKX81YS3GE/s1600/049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549951315640223602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TQVjURFyh3I/AAAAAAAADaA/zJKX81YS3GE/s400/049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucey standing in front of the little Christmas tree in our living area. She has her princess jammies on. She definitely has her "wants"....she had to have these when we went shopping last week. They really are cute on her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since the weekend was completely devoted to the Battalion, I have a lot of work left to do to get ourselves ready for Christmas. I know it will all come together....it always does. I do love this time of year and we just remember all the blessings in our lives......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blessings to you----&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;beth &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-8709714934063437443?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/8709714934063437443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=8709714934063437443&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/8709714934063437443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/8709714934063437443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2010/12/2010-training-conference-and-christmas.html' title='2010 Training Conference and Christmas Ball'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TQVd-IdJTLI/AAAAAAAADZ4/2LrL79ER3CE/s72-c/046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-4710822064772397110</id><published>2010-12-08T11:26:00.018-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T13:22:59.889-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wrestling'/><title type='text'>The Last of the Wrestling Season</title><content type='html'>Wrestling ended last night. I have to say, the meets are long and we only get to see our guys for a few minutes. But....I loved every minute of watching them develop, grow tougher and learn this new sport. Andrew loves it and will continue with the private team. Christian learned that this is not his sport. Not that he didn't excel but that he just didn't enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next set of pictures were taken at several meets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TP_R-7-5emI/AAAAAAAADZY/4lXRXNF42vc/s1600/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 271px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548384145127340642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TP_R-7-5emI/AAAAAAAADZY/4lXRXNF42vc/s400/044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was taken at a big tournament. Christian's first meet. The boys were dropped off at 7:00 a.m. at school where they took the bus to the meet. We met them at the meet at 9:00 a.m. and it did not end until 3:30 that afternoon. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; met a little girl named Katie and they got along beautifully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TP_RmgUMPkI/AAAAAAAADZQ/6FPKpmnO0kY/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 390px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548383725383597634" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TP_RmgUMPkI/AAAAAAAADZQ/6FPKpmnO0kY/s400/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christian is pacing and holding his paper work that let's him know when he competes. Christian paid close attention as he waited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TP_RWvLz7iI/AAAAAAAADZI/xUSpzP_Cv0A/s1600/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 398px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548383454497074722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TP_RWvLz7iI/AAAAAAAADZI/xUSpzP_Cv0A/s400/030.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christian wrestled several times. He won this match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TP_RLOhbEII/AAAAAAAADZA/VjkTmd_aDFM/s1600/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 338px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548383256750788738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TP_RLOhbEII/AAAAAAAADZA/VjkTmd_aDFM/s400/034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TP_NnYAXRkI/AAAAAAAADY4/GA1E9Fk6hUk/s1600/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 394px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548379342286308930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TP_NnYAXRkI/AAAAAAAADY4/GA1E9Fk6hUk/s400/035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TP_NUpWoTZI/AAAAAAAADYw/A2xUb5D6mJg/s1600/060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548379020525587858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TP_NUpWoTZI/AAAAAAAADYw/A2xUb5D6mJg/s400/060.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Andrew....he won his match too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TP_LRBmAHFI/AAAAAAAADYo/l_RGyUH-vSs/s1600/061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548376759289781330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TP_LRBmAHFI/AAAAAAAADYo/l_RGyUH-vSs/s400/061.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TP_Kw_1Rs2I/AAAAAAAADYg/sm7BxteVIR4/s1600/072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548376209061163874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TP_Kw_1Rs2I/AAAAAAAADYg/sm7BxteVIR4/s400/072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I love this photo...the referee holding up &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Andrew's&lt;/span&gt; arm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, Christian wrestled a seasoned 8&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grader. They were paired up according to weight, not ability or age. It was tough. He struggled. I'm sure there was a moment when he wanted to quit. But, he didn't. They stopped the match when his nose was bleeding and he talked with his coach. Christian is tough....he got back in there and finished. We were so proud of him. His first meet and he wrestles a "veteran." :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TP_KOuPnj1I/AAAAAAAADYY/Bm5iH2JCJus/s1600/085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548375620224257874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TP_KOuPnj1I/AAAAAAAADYY/Bm5iH2JCJus/s400/085.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TP_JUwZP55I/AAAAAAAADYI/gfXdSzAqK9c/s1600/090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 377px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548374624369108882" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TP_JUwZP55I/AAAAAAAADYI/gfXdSzAqK9c/s400/090.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ron met him on the floor to check out his nose. It may have been broke. It was painful. He survived. He ended up with bruising around his nose and eye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Overall they did well. Andrew ended up winning a silver &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;medal&lt;/span&gt; and Christian a bronze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TP_JFK5iN-I/AAAAAAAADYA/h7_sdFoR-IY/s1600/093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548374356605941730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TP_JFK5iN-I/AAAAAAAADYA/h7_sdFoR-IY/s400/093.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Andrew walking back from getting his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;medal&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TP_G2F-fFWI/AAAAAAAADX4/u-d89ChdxB0/s1600/096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548371898563237218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TP_G2F-fFWI/AAAAAAAADX4/u-d89ChdxB0/s400/096.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Christian walking back from getting his bronze. That lessened the sting of the loss and the injury.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Katie and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; have been playing together ever since that one long tournament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TP_GROTzhtI/AAAAAAAADXw/pxL8-_lVsX4/s1600/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548371265144981202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TP_GROTzhtI/AAAAAAAADXw/pxL8-_lVsX4/s400/027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I believe they are having their own, very girlie, wrestling match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TP_Fy3r1RsI/AAAAAAAADXo/2RPtTbM0cEg/s1600/025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548370743675668162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TP_Fy3r1RsI/AAAAAAAADXo/2RPtTbM0cEg/s400/025.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Adam has come to a few meets. He had a brother to brother chat with Andrew. The boys really look up to Adam and hang on to his every word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andrew has won several of his matches based on points but the ones that mean the most are the two he won by pinning his opponent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TP_E-PCs-YI/AAAAAAAADXg/dey7fh1wvNo/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548369839412541826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TP_E-PCs-YI/AAAAAAAADXg/dey7fh1wvNo/s400/017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Boys, you had a fantastic season! We are so very proud of your determination and hard work you put into this very difficult sport. I had no idea you could be so aggressive. You shocked the socks off of me. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have a break and then it's on to basketball season. Andrew did not try out. This year the coach only wanted 12 players so there was a two day tryout. Christian made the team! He is thrilled. Not only did he make based on his &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;athleticism&lt;/span&gt; but also his grades. At their school academics come first. Christian has excellent grades. Both the boys do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade has proved to be a busy and exciting year for all of us. I do look forward to the break from sports. :-) I think we all do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;xoxoxo&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-4710822064772397110?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/4710822064772397110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=4710822064772397110&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/4710822064772397110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/4710822064772397110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2010/12/last-of-wrestling-promise.html' title='The Last of the Wrestling Season'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TP_R-7-5emI/AAAAAAAADZY/4lXRXNF42vc/s72-c/044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-2868462313956309256</id><published>2010-12-04T18:20:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T09:22:00.203-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Company'/><title type='text'>Beyond Organic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TPrb6Lm2xZI/AAAAAAAADXU/xpUEPBlBOF8/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546987683654845842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TPrb6Lm2xZI/AAAAAAAADXU/xpUEPBlBOF8/s400/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This past week our family was blessed with visitors from Minnesota on their way to El &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Paso&lt;/span&gt;, TX....a Military family we have not seen in four year. Michelle and 5 of their 7 kiddos came for an overnight visit before heading off on the rest of their journey. They came with organic eggs from their very own chickens, a huge squash from their organic garden, homemade apple sauce and salsa. Why is it "beyond organic"?  Michelle's garden is on the land where she grew up.  Her family farm-- and she knows her soil so well and knows it is completely pure.  Another reason why her produce is "beyond organic" -- she puts so much love into her gardening.  What a wonderful hostess gift. We had so much to catch up on; the visit was much too short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still need to make something with the squash....it's sitting on my counter waiting to be devoured. Hmmmmm....I'll figure out something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been running in many directions the last 4 days. I was barely home yesterday. Yesterday morning I told &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; we had a &lt;strong&gt;big&lt;/strong&gt; day planned. She looked at me with a serious face and said, "Mommy, I want to have a&lt;strong&gt; little&lt;/strong&gt; day." Today is thankfully going to be a "little" day. I have a lot to do but I can do quite a bit of it from the house. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; can chill. She needs some down time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you are getting some down time too. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;xoxoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Beth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-2868462313956309256?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/2868462313956309256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=2868462313956309256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/2868462313956309256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/2868462313956309256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2010/12/beyond-organic.html' title='Beyond Organic'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TPrb6Lm2xZI/AAAAAAAADXU/xpUEPBlBOF8/s72-c/010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-4641779565553211521</id><published>2010-12-02T09:49:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T10:39:54.924-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas 2010'/><title type='text'>Cards and Packages--Oh My!</title><content type='html'>The first Christmas card arrived on Tuesday, November 30th. How impressive is that! We were so excited to open it because it was from a Military family we met long ago. Her husband is deployed right now and here she is with four kiddos whom she homeschools. She is one organized Mama with such a beautiful family. She has so much faith and she always seems to be so upbeat. We put the photo card on our refrigerator to remind us to pray for them and for his safety every time we walk by. This is the best first Christmas card of the season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TPfB1hSt4SI/AAAAAAAADXM/68KMMmmYwNk/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546114591344156962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TPfB1hSt4SI/AAAAAAAADXM/68KMMmmYwNk/s400/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We also received a package....Thank you, Bunny!!! You are the greatest and of course my guys couldn't wait until yesterday to tear into their gifts. Each receiving their own Kinder Kalendar. Whooo-hoooo....out came those first eggs with the cute little Santas inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TPfB1FC3cxI/AAAAAAAADXE/OXcdumi11yo/s1600/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546114583761482514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TPfB1FC3cxI/AAAAAAAADXE/OXcdumi11yo/s400/031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucey opened her calendar too.....Polly Pockets. She is sooo into that! The little doll and that first outfit....she will play with that all afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TPfAjjZcoyI/AAAAAAAADW8/fcDa9JkO_1g/s1600/034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546113183159984930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TPfAjjZcoyI/AAAAAAAADW8/fcDa9JkO_1g/s400/034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thank you dear friends...for thinking of us during this beautiful, Holy Season. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd better get myself moving and get our packages in the mail. I so enjoy the giving but I'm just not always so timely about it. I'm trying very hard this year to pace myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-4641779565553211521?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/4641779565553211521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=4641779565553211521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/4641779565553211521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/4641779565553211521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2010/12/cards-and-packages-oh-my.html' title='Cards and Packages--Oh My!'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TPfB1hSt4SI/AAAAAAAADXM/68KMMmmYwNk/s72-c/009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-2521701531590468842</id><published>2010-11-28T22:31:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T23:29:54.615-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><title type='text'>Thankful</title><content type='html'>We had such a wonderful, easy going Thanksgiving day and weekend. I didn't focus on making everything perfect. I only cleaned a few rooms and it really wasn't my best work. I did, however, enjoy cooking. Ron joined me in the kitchen and we worked well together...he did all the clean-up. How nice was that. Adam came in and chopped onions and Christian took over when Adam couldn't take the tears anymore. Lovely Lin was our guest and she brought sushi that she made special for us....oh how the troops devoured it. So delicious. She also brought a dish that was similar to a dumpling that we served along side our traditional meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TPMx5AN7DPI/AAAAAAAADW0/mdeT6lUDXmI/s1600/026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 261px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544830421603912946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TPMx5AN7DPI/AAAAAAAADW0/mdeT6lUDXmI/s400/026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TPMxqG_xCzI/AAAAAAAADWs/T7vMT-9rA5Y/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 324px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544830165725547314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TPMxqG_xCzI/AAAAAAAADWs/T7vMT-9rA5Y/s400/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TPMxgQGwYAI/AAAAAAAADWk/_mSmRef9moQ/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544829996372090882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TPMxgQGwYAI/AAAAAAAADWk/_mSmRef9moQ/s400/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The troops dove in so fast I couldn't snap a picture quick enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TPMw6M5Q2dI/AAAAAAAADWU/L-hLFcJqvtg/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 391px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544829342675163602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TPMw6M5Q2dI/AAAAAAAADWU/L-hLFcJqvtg/s400/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TPMwvEFTu1I/AAAAAAAADWM/jqoE46Id4Js/s1600/004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544829151331203922" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TPMwvEFTu1I/AAAAAAAADWM/jqoE46Id4Js/s400/004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TPMv3SuQ6wI/AAAAAAAADWE/3VwzTyZ0zdo/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 304px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544828193188408066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TPMv3SuQ6wI/AAAAAAAADWE/3VwzTyZ0zdo/s400/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TPMvl7n1JZI/AAAAAAAADV8/mp5nDRtKxas/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 376px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544827894929630610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TPMvl7n1JZI/AAAAAAAADV8/mp5nDRtKxas/s400/017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TPMuHlWvI8I/AAAAAAAADVU/8_i5fHt1E5Y/s1600/027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544826274044650434" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TPMuHlWvI8I/AAAAAAAADVU/8_i5fHt1E5Y/s400/027.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TPMtd3FGPCI/AAAAAAAADVM/LSC4hI-QxPE/s1600/037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544825557247999010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TPMtd3FGPCI/AAAAAAAADVM/LSC4hI-QxPE/s400/037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lin brought a sesame/bean type dessert. Lucey was trying very hard to use the chop sticks. The sweet was a bit different than what we are used to but it was very good and we were so thankful that Lin shared her cuisine with us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We shopped on Saturday and squeezed in a movie too.  The lights went up on the outside of the house and on the inside, it was time to take down the fall and prepare for Christmas.  I'm looking forward to bringing out the Christmas decor this week.   Lucey is too.  My little helper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 100:4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enter his gates with thanksgiving&lt;br /&gt;and his courts with praise;&lt;br /&gt;give thanks to him and praise his name. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm thankful for my family and friends and for all the many blessings in our lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-2521701531590468842?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/2521701531590468842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=2521701531590468842&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/2521701531590468842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/2521701531590468842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2010/11/thankful.html' title='Thankful'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TPMx5AN7DPI/AAAAAAAADW0/mdeT6lUDXmI/s72-c/026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-4910052835778293421</id><published>2010-11-23T20:05:00.022-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T09:03:10.478-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Digging The Dinos</title><content type='html'>My cousin Emily and her adorable twin boys are in town for Thanksgiving.  We met up with them on Monday at the T-Rex Cafe.  That's quite a place.  The kiddos had fun digging for dinosaur bones. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TO0idOzO2qI/AAAAAAAADVE/6-FmMRqhRFQ/s1600/103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543124601947478690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TO0idOzO2qI/AAAAAAAADVE/6-FmMRqhRFQ/s400/103.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TO0hphGEasI/AAAAAAAADU8/o28x-EAYdVQ/s1600/111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543123713505127106" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TO0hphGEasI/AAAAAAAADU8/o28x-EAYdVQ/s400/111.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I got in there too....these three were very serious about their find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TO0gSRn-UbI/AAAAAAAADUk/ObSNfWSdDTI/s1600/113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543122214703747506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TO0gSRn-UbI/AAAAAAAADUk/ObSNfWSdDTI/s400/113.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We could have spent hours doing this activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TO0f7_TfMJI/AAAAAAAADUc/GjsdEsW8zDU/s1600/118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543121831828861074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TO0f7_TfMJI/AAAAAAAADUc/GjsdEsW8zDU/s400/118.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We sifted for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;fossils&lt;/span&gt;.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; found something from the deep sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TO0fledOEBI/AAAAAAAADUU/i2wcDtfpMmw/s1600/120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543121445054189586" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TO0fledOEBI/AAAAAAAADUU/i2wcDtfpMmw/s400/120.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aunt Clare was also there too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TO0akHOBEzI/AAAAAAAADUM/_SpnytvK2Zg/s1600/121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543115924078400306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TO0akHOBEzI/AAAAAAAADUM/_SpnytvK2Zg/s400/121.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; has her chart ready to help identify her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;fossils&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TO0aBpcPumI/AAAAAAAADUE/CaOQQE6vJpA/s1600/122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543115331969464930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TO0aBpcPumI/AAAAAAAADUE/CaOQQE6vJpA/s400/122.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We found quite a few goodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TO0ZmpWIa-I/AAAAAAAADT8/u0_XY48_paM/s1600/126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543114868087352290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TO0ZmpWIa-I/AAAAAAAADT8/u0_XY48_paM/s400/126.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then off through the old mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TOx8prGglcI/AAAAAAAADTs/vV6UV_KfczU/s1600/131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542942296772744642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TOx8prGglcI/AAAAAAAADTs/vV6UV_KfczU/s400/131.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; There is Emily leading the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TOx8Ss8uI8I/AAAAAAAADTk/57OdnGXgCAA/s1600/135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542941902131569602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TOx8Ss8uI8I/AAAAAAAADTk/57OdnGXgCAA/s400/135.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Evan, Asher and Lucey.  What a cute trio.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; loves her cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TOx7z713SvI/AAAAAAAADTc/vFMt50AOoHo/s1600/138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542941373553396466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TOx7z713SvI/AAAAAAAADTc/vFMt50AOoHo/s400/138.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We enjoyed lunch with the dinosaurs, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;planets&lt;/span&gt;, meteor showers and these &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;gigantic&lt;/span&gt; bugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TOx7T-GCHEI/AAAAAAAADTU/zpcal9cnfVg/s1600/140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 345px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542940824402271298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TOx7T-GCHEI/AAAAAAAADTU/zpcal9cnfVg/s400/140.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cousin Heather joined us for lunch.  (Ron came for a little bit too but I didn't get a picture of him...darn!)  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; felt very comfortable with her.  Heather showed her all the beautiful fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TOx7EvrUCWI/AAAAAAAADTM/WJla2RePXBc/s1600/144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 342px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542940562834065762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TOx7EvrUCWI/AAAAAAAADTM/WJla2RePXBc/s400/144.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last stop---Building a dinosaur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TOx6s7ULloI/AAAAAAAADTE/fG4obWDgQiE/s1600/145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542940153641408130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TOx6s7ULloI/AAAAAAAADTE/fG4obWDgQiE/s400/145.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys each chose a Mastodon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TOx5738Vu3I/AAAAAAAADS8/Tz4bpcAeEho/s1600/151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542939310922513266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TOx5738Vu3I/AAAAAAAADS8/Tz4bpcAeEho/s400/151.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; chose the only pink dinosaur...of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TOx5TzEKmCI/AAAAAAAADS0/bWsTOlRx4tk/s1600/153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 389px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542938622418393122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TOx5TzEKmCI/AAAAAAAADS0/bWsTOlRx4tk/s400/153.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Giving the heart to the "technician."  or what ever this person is called who makes these kids so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TOx497nNFrI/AAAAAAAADSk/LbhSagcux6E/s1600/154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 315px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542938246755718834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TOx497nNFrI/AAAAAAAADSk/LbhSagcux6E/s400/154.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A hug to see if her new dinosaur is fluffy enough.  It was perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TOx4s8haCGI/AAAAAAAADSc/NVBb2k5L6YY/s1600/156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542937954942060642" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TOx4s8haCGI/AAAAAAAADSc/NVBb2k5L6YY/s400/156.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bath time and a quick brush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TOx4VswFiqI/AAAAAAAADSU/KWt8sqhsddA/s1600/157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542937555571673762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TOx4VswFiqI/AAAAAAAADSU/KWt8sqhsddA/s400/157.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What a fun day.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; and I really enjoyed ourselves and being with family made it just that much more special.  We will be moving in 6 months. :-(   I will miss my family so much.  It has been such a blessing to live so close....and for &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; who has been wrapped in love by everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;xoxoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-4910052835778293421?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/4910052835778293421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=4910052835778293421&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/4910052835778293421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/4910052835778293421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2010/11/digging-dinos.html' title='Digging The Dinos'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TO0idOzO2qI/AAAAAAAADVE/6-FmMRqhRFQ/s72-c/103.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-1790909913671031676</id><published>2010-11-19T13:44:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T14:01:57.967-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Perfect Shower</title><content type='html'>My Auntie M and I planned a beautiful shower for her son, Chris (my cousin), beautiful daughter &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;in law&lt;/span&gt;, Emily and their precious little blessing, Lillian Grace who is 4 months old.  The shower took place on Sunday, November 14&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;.  It was such a fun afternoon with friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TObUx6IZvAI/AAAAAAAADSE/4lsK8mY93Pg/s1600/030%2B-%2BCopy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 313px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541350345409149954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TObUx6IZvAI/AAAAAAAADSE/4lsK8mY93Pg/s400/030%2B-%2BCopy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Auntie M. and I really enjoyed our time with our guests and especially the guests of honor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TObUlyKNmJI/AAAAAAAADR8/boGz77xHODQ/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541350137110829202" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TObUlyKNmJI/AAAAAAAADR8/boGz77xHODQ/s400/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lillian Grace--Lighting Up the World---was our theme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TObUWc8zPOI/AAAAAAAADR0/aZeg04-vx7M/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541349873719393506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TObUWc8zPOI/AAAAAAAADR0/aZeg04-vx7M/s400/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I made this banner for our littlest guest of honor to take home and hang  in her room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TObUHHLnBlI/AAAAAAAADRs/HEaHGg-L_Lo/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541349610177889874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TObUHHLnBlI/AAAAAAAADRs/HEaHGg-L_Lo/s400/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Party favors &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;galore&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TObTw9zXb4I/AAAAAAAADRk/b6GdVGSbnbM/s1600/006%2B-%2BCopy%2B%25283%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541349229703163778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TObTw9zXb4I/AAAAAAAADRk/b6GdVGSbnbM/s400/006%2B-%2BCopy%2B%25283%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food to share....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lillian Grace---Welcome to our family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;xoxoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-1790909913671031676?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/1790909913671031676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=1790909913671031676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/1790909913671031676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/1790909913671031676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2010/11/perfect-shower.html' title='A Perfect Shower'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TObUx6IZvAI/AAAAAAAADSE/4lsK8mY93Pg/s72-c/030%2B-%2BCopy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-7523323771310909924</id><published>2010-11-11T08:28:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T13:34:31.818-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Andrew'/><title type='text'>Andrew's First Wrestling Match</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNwGyIo8yEI/AAAAAAAADRc/H5YAx-NfytY/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last night Andrew competed  in his first wrestling match.  He won the first match 7-0 and lost his second match 3-2.  It was so close until the final minutes.  Great job, Andrew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNwDKaOkYMI/AAAAAAAADRU/Q6ce6wiP4TY/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538305119132868802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNwDKaOkYMI/AAAAAAAADRU/Q6ce6wiP4TY/s400/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNwCutkunuI/AAAAAAAADRM/QTH-8ORt7LI/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538304643289751266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNwCutkunuI/AAAAAAAADRM/QTH-8ORt7LI/s400/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNwCUJCZXYI/AAAAAAAADRE/iZXPoKk-u8g/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538304186805476738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNwCUJCZXYI/AAAAAAAADRE/iZXPoKk-u8g/s400/017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNwBp_XdCxI/AAAAAAAADQ8/_w82G53RKzA/s1600/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538303462654937874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNwBp_XdCxI/AAAAAAAADQ8/_w82G53RKzA/s400/019.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNwAm6WcxwI/AAAAAAAADQ0/asEPURRntoc/s1600/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538302310257313538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNwAm6WcxwI/AAAAAAAADQ0/asEPURRntoc/s400/022.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNwGyIo8yEI/AAAAAAAADRc/H5YAx-NfytY/s1600/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 397px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538309100141332546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNwGyIo8yEI/AAAAAAAADRc/H5YAx-NfytY/s400/006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Encouraging a teammate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNwAQ7oIezI/AAAAAAAADQs/XOMJ8dBbezM/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538301932642794290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNwAQ7oIezI/AAAAAAAADQs/XOMJ8dBbezM/s400/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNv_7o6EXsI/AAAAAAAADQk/ptLCE_5m66A/s1600/059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538301566840495810" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNv_7o6EXsI/AAAAAAAADQk/ptLCE_5m66A/s400/059.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Andrew was tired, worn out.  We took him to dinner to celebrate.  He went home and straight to bed....after shower of course. ;-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxoxo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-7523323771310909924?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/7523323771310909924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=7523323771310909924&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/7523323771310909924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/7523323771310909924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2010/11/andrews-first-wrestling-match.html' title='Andrew&apos;s First Wrestling Match'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNwDKaOkYMI/AAAAAAAADRU/Q6ce6wiP4TY/s72-c/014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-2098285714446324756</id><published>2010-11-10T09:02:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T09:25:43.435-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Fall Afternoon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNq45JI4baI/AAAAAAAADP0/bbK6v-4-YaY/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537941983650672034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNq45JI4baI/AAAAAAAADP0/bbK6v-4-YaY/s400/005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lucey having fun riding her rid-on.  Making a mess out of her nicer shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNq4gGzKsNI/AAAAAAAADPs/ljSqzeUmiOQ/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537941553525993682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNq4gGzKsNI/AAAAAAAADPs/ljSqzeUmiOQ/s400/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We switched to the play shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNq4LVUNktI/AAAAAAAADPk/qHvNOJQJPfs/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537941196645438162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNq4LVUNktI/AAAAAAAADPk/qHvNOJQJPfs/s400/010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNq3vqJ6GyI/AAAAAAAADPc/jP0wt4Y2Qug/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537940721203026722" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNq3vqJ6GyI/AAAAAAAADPc/jP0wt4Y2Qug/s400/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNq3ZWHj6RI/AAAAAAAADPU/NVZNcr8m_D8/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537940337867352338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNq3ZWHj6RI/AAAAAAAADPU/NVZNcr8m_D8/s400/014.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Have a Blessed Fall Day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;x0x0x0&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-2098285714446324756?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/2098285714446324756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=2098285714446324756&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/2098285714446324756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/2098285714446324756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2010/11/fall-afternoon.html' title='A Fall Afternoon'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNq45JI4baI/AAAAAAAADP0/bbK6v-4-YaY/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-1216624299762675841</id><published>2010-11-09T09:28:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T08:28:19.067-06:00</updated><title type='text'>From Soccer to Scholars' Bowl</title><content type='html'>Adam--his Senior year has kept him busy. Between his difficult course load to a long, difficult and exciting soccer season, applying and preparing for college to now...Scholar's Bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNlx5CnK41I/AAAAAAAADOc/rJ2yyKwTKCk/s1600/120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537582441596379986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNlx5CnK41I/AAAAAAAADOc/rJ2yyKwTKCk/s400/120.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The team had been practicing for weeks. Adam tried out weeks ago and made the team but soccer season ended up being a long season. He was asked to compete in his first tournament yesterday. He first competed and was captain for the JV team. He led them to a 2&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; place finish. The coach rewarded him by letting him compete for the Varsity team. They placed third. He had a great time. He was so chatty when he got home. He makes me smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNlxdMAr2HI/AAAAAAAADOU/8cuXcZAbU1E/s1600/004%2B-%2BCopy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537581963082979442" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNlxdMAr2HI/AAAAAAAADOU/8cuXcZAbU1E/s400/004%2B-%2BCopy.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Go Ravens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;xoxoxo&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Beth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-1216624299762675841?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/1216624299762675841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=1216624299762675841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/1216624299762675841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/1216624299762675841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2010/11/from-soccer-to-scholars-bowl.html' title='From Soccer to Scholars&apos; Bowl'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNlx5CnK41I/AAAAAAAADOc/rJ2yyKwTKCk/s72-c/120.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-5910285655645862879</id><published>2010-11-05T16:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T17:38:53.959-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lucey&apos;s Medical'/><title type='text'>A Little Off Balanced and it's Okay</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; and I were out the door bright and early yesterday morning for her neurology appointment.  Her &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cranio&lt;/span&gt;-facial team recommended she be seen by a neurologist to make sure she is functioning normally.  It's really the last big appointment in the string of appointments she has had since she has been with us.  It feels good to have checked this block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNR8LfTY34I/AAAAAAAADNc/uFe8mcyTswc/s1600/001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 393px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536186378768408450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNR8LfTY34I/AAAAAAAADNc/uFe8mcyTswc/s400/001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; was playing with Adam's wool scarf on our 1 hour drive to the appointment.  She was playing peek-a-boo and wrapping her head in it.  Look at that crazy hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNR8KAxITXI/AAAAAAAADNU/lMjEfMdRItc/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 366px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536186353391783282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNR8KAxITXI/AAAAAAAADNU/lMjEfMdRItc/s400/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She always has so much fun with this type of wall puzzle.  I bet a few of you are acquainted with these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNR8G9Nz1CI/AAAAAAAADNM/rj7y8On7IWE/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 368px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536186300898726946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNR8G9Nz1CI/AAAAAAAADNM/rj7y8On7IWE/s400/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She was jumping all around....so why are we here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNR8FAiTrzI/AAAAAAAADNE/cPt39I7TGWQ/s1600/007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 361px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536186267430268722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNR8FAiTrzI/AAAAAAAADNE/cPt39I7TGWQ/s400/007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then, she decided not to cooperate.  Not even candy was enticing her.  When the sweet older Doc asked her to perform a task she would simply say, "no."  She would have no part in hopping on one foot, running down the hall, walking across the room etc....he did the best he could and mostly took notes.  Together we decided that what ever is going on, it's mild.  &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt; has improved so much since she came home.  She used be be very unstable on her feet.  She took quite a few tumbles.  She is cautious.  We are having a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;dilemma&lt;/span&gt; at night.  She is completely trained.  She wakes us up at about 3:00 a.m. to go to the bathroom.  She is very wobbly and shaky as we walk her to the bathroom.  I have been working with her to do as much as she can by herself but she trembles.  And...she is so happy and smiley in the middle of the night.  It's quite funny.  The Doc told us not to worry about it.  It could be a vestibular issue.  There is a possibility that there is nerve damage in the inner ear. The next set of tests are too invasive and it really doesn't seem necessary at this point.  So I'm at peace with that.  I'm going to put a little potty chair in her room so she doesn't have to go far.  We will have to put low lighting in there too since her room is so dark.  She will have to adjust.  I know she can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for your prayers.  I can feel them.  God is so good to us.  I'm humbled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-5910285655645862879?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/5910285655645862879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=5910285655645862879&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/5910285655645862879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/5910285655645862879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2010/11/little-off-balanced-and-its-okay.html' title='A Little Off Balanced and it&apos;s Okay'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNR8LfTY34I/AAAAAAAADNc/uFe8mcyTswc/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-5940922221348085061</id><published>2010-11-03T22:01:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T22:29:30.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Raving About The Ravens</title><content type='html'>Bitter Sweet.... The Ravens, a 3-A school, lost their first attempt ever at a state quarter final game. It was a tough game and ended in a 6-2 loss against the top seed 4-A school. The team should be proud of themselves. They won their Region...a first ever in the school's history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNImiH08W3I/AAAAAAAADM8/5CYcwidxGFo/s1600/033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535529259650276210" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNImiH08W3I/AAAAAAAADM8/5CYcwidxGFo/s400/033.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Adam played in the second half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNImhlZlw2I/AAAAAAAADM0/eMNfik22O8Y/s1600/035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535529250408743778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNImhlZlw2I/AAAAAAAADM0/eMNfik22O8Y/s400/035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The boys worked hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNImhbMM5KI/AAAAAAAADMs/JPZ0jUE1XOQ/s1600/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535529247668233378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNImhbMM5KI/AAAAAAAADMs/JPZ0jUE1XOQ/s400/036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It wasn't meant to be. Adam's last time wearing number 17. Today he was in good spirits. He has a lot on his plate with school. He is ready to put his full concentration there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNImhDYyUmI/AAAAAAAADMk/Neu9gx9bSho/s1600/031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535529241278567010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNImhDYyUmI/AAAAAAAADMk/Neu9gx9bSho/s400/031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were all there....cheering again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;xoxoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-5940922221348085061?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/5940922221348085061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=5940922221348085061&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/5940922221348085061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/5940922221348085061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2010/11/raving-about-ravens.html' title='Raving About The Ravens'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNImiH08W3I/AAAAAAAADM8/5CYcwidxGFo/s72-c/033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-2920961289180210593</id><published>2010-11-03T08:39:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T09:28:00.010-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Ladybug</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNFrTFa9FiI/AAAAAAAADMc/2DuwnPyC90M/s1600/042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535323392631969314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNFrTFa9FiI/AAAAAAAADMc/2DuwnPyC90M/s400/042.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNFqxJAPLpI/AAAAAAAADMU/Kcuv41WxQbw/s1600/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535322809478098578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNFqxJAPLpI/AAAAAAAADMU/Kcuv41WxQbw/s400/044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNFqwjTGwpI/AAAAAAAADMM/0bcgb_Kelk4/s1600/051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535322799356691090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNFqwjTGwpI/AAAAAAAADMM/0bcgb_Kelk4/s400/051.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNFqwIknMjI/AAAAAAAADME/lQl1hQm2cZw/s1600/054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535322792182362674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNFqwIknMjI/AAAAAAAADME/lQl1hQm2cZw/s400/054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNFqvu3t5wI/AAAAAAAADL8/BtEshZ-M0t8/s1600/055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535322785283172098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNFqvu3t5wI/AAAAAAAADL8/BtEshZ-M0t8/s400/055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNFqvH4yCvI/AAAAAAAADL0/Zlce-Ll5YpQ/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535322774818654962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNFqvH4yCvI/AAAAAAAADL0/Zlce-Ll5YpQ/s400/009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had a fun Halloween and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lucey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; loved trick-or-treating. She collected just enough candy for herself and to share with her brothers....not too much...just a little. And today....it's almost gone. I'm so happy about that. Our sweet girl has quite the sweet tooth. Don't we all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2858001166727115655-2920961289180210593?l=thetuckertroops.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/feeds/2920961289180210593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2858001166727115655&amp;postID=2920961289180210593&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/2920961289180210593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2858001166727115655/posts/default/2920961289180210593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thetuckertroops.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-little-ladybug.html' title='My Little Ladybug'/><author><name>The Tucker Troops</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10642923782122566601</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/S_REmqY5vsI/AAAAAAAACqw/dGKAQGiaJXs/S220/011+-+Copy.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jWi5d2WQDfU/TNFrTFa9FiI/AAAAAAAADMc/2DuwnPyC90M/s72-c/042.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2858001166727115655.post-492986763960762798</id><published>2010-10-31T21:49:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T08:52:01.472-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Going To State!</title><content type='html'>The Ravens WON last Friday night!  What a game that was!  A real nail biter.  The teams were evenly matched and fast paced.  At the end of the two 40 min. halves....&lt;strong&gt;1-1&lt;/strong&gt;.  Overtime.  They played two 10 minute halves and two 5 minute halves.  Still, 1-1 with near misses by both teams.  The crowd was 
