tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87325418682135093532024-03-12T17:25:29.145-07:00StarksEnjoy the little things in life, for one day you may look back and see that they were the big things ;)Starks Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17325434936815999438noreply@blogger.comBlogger21125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732541868213509353.post-10985120184931586492010-06-15T23:23:00.000-07:002010-06-15T23:23:21.387-07:00through tears for my Vincy<div style="color: #0080ff; font-family: tahoma,new york,times,serif; font-size: 10pt;"><div>Vincy is progressing Kate.<br />
He's beginning to repeat more words using TWO syllables now. <br />
I know it probably doesn't sound like much to you, but it's BIG for my Vincy.<br />
Oh and today he swam during one of his therapies. I looked through the window and it made me very happy because he was happy. I love it when my boy is happy. tear, tear... I guess i just feel so overwhelmed lately at making sure i teach him what's right and acceptable in the social realm of life that i don't have time to enjoy him sometimes because it's a constant lecture. I hate it, but i want him to learn to hit his giant exercise ball instead of me or Wesley or Jeff. And i want him not to throw things around because he might break people's stuff or HURT someone. I'm just so stressed and it's just hard to focus on my son instead of all his issues sometimes. <br />
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You see deep down inside i know I'm being the best Mommy for him, however when my emotions get the best of me, i feel so lost in this task of rearing a child that needs that extra-mile-worth of work. feeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeew<br />
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That was a mouthful! <br />
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On the contrary i am also learning to have more of a routine in our home in order to make life easier for Vincy and to make life easier for us because of Vincy. It's good for me!!! since it's a challenge for me to deliberately do things on a daily basis that need to be done.<br />
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I still love being a mom... ha ha, that sounds funny, but it's true! For a change, i felt a glimmer of light rest on my path that will l am walking along, hand in hand with my boy. My challenge brings tears to my eyes and makes me happy, happy, happy! You see i <span style="font-style: italic;">do not</span> always feel happy about all that i am doing almost all the time cuz it's really butt-kicking hard! Half the time i feel like I am being TOO strict and that i am not listening enough and that i am just being a robot doing my task. I love being conscious of what i a doing. So being in go, go, go, do, do, do mode scares me. I feel like i loose myself and that i my grip on my negative emotions begins to slip.<br />
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The lesson i am learning Kate is that i <span style="font-style: italic;">am</span> going to loose hold. But today, through the tears i often cry (because of but mostly <span style="font-weight: bold;">for</span> my Vincy) i'm beginning to see that being an imperfect good mommy will be beneficial to him in the end.<br />
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I love you Kate.<br />
You are my favourite Kate-sister in the whole wide world!<br />
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I keep putting your email off. So i decided to just write a little bit<br />
I'm sure you have millions of questions about Vincy, but i'll tell you what i think you'd want to hear and then you can ask me whatever you want to know.<br />
And don't worry about apologising for your questions. Vincent's situation is what it is... that's just life. I won't be offended about anything you ask. :)<br />
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So Vince's speech is delayed. He has <span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1276667649_0">speech therapy</span> twice a week. The lack of speech or not speaking is a very common characteristic of Autistic kids. He does not always make eye contact very naturally, but i think with pulling is face towards mine and reminding him to look at me has helped him because he does do it. Autistic kids do not pick up on social skills. One of which is making eye contact, thus lots of facial expressions lack as well. In fact come kids use the wrong voice intonation when saying certain things. They'll sound happy when they're supposed to be serious, for example. Their lack of eye contact affects their speech too because they can't see how one moves one's lips, tongue, etc. to make the sounds. Like i have Vincy look at my mouth when i try to get him to say a new word. <br />
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The sensory input of Autistic kids is usually over or under stimulated. Bright light makes them uncomfortable, or the sound of buzzing fluorescent lights, or loud noises, or smells, or how things feel e.g. food, what they wear and then how things impact their bodies. With Vince for example he has a need for input onto his body, i.e. pressure.<br />
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he for example likes lying on the floor with a towel or blanket rapped around him. Yesterday he lay there for forever! It was kinda odd but it made sense! His body craves it, so he is constantly seeking it. he thinks better and he's also more relaxed. He likes jackets because of the weight (there are <span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1276667649_1">weighted vests</span> he can wear or another thing the <span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1276667649_2">occupational therapist</span> suggested was wearing tight undersized, pajamas to help him sleep). He hits and throws and crashes things... these are things we <span style="font-style: italic;">have </span>to work on and teach him how to feed that need in a positive way. If not he may injure someone and as an adult that will not be acceptable especially if he does it to his wife or anyone for that matter. So he needs to learn now what he can and cannot do.<br />
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Hitting a giant exercise ball, bouncing on a trampoline, washing windows or walls, or sweeping (the force he exerts applies a pressure to his body too), throwing balls (well, anything really, especially if it's heavy), etc. all play a roll in providing him with that input.<br />
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Oh and he doesn't like loud noises (like nose blowing or loud jets flying over head. We have air force base jets flying over our area all day) but he gets used to them especially when i explain more about what they are.<br />
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I need to go to bed now though.<br />
Love<br />
Marcelle<br />
p.s. Ask any questions you'd like? It may even help me... realise something new.Starks Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17325434936815999438noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732541868213509353.post-91946563768829353272010-06-13T23:08:00.000-07:002010-06-13T23:08:53.344-07:00the whale inside my head<div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">For the longest time now I have been reading people's blogs and for the most part i thought quite critically about what i saw but the more i've been sucked into what other people's lives are like and how fun life <i>can</i> be as a stay home mom i have come to realise that i am missing out on a LOT!!! Needless to say, I have been feeling lost as a young stay home mother for the longest time now and in many instances i've looked through other the blog windows of other mommies, <i>just like me</i>, and i've just been starving and pinning to find the joys of motherhood. So here's what i learned today from a blog that my friend likes</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 100%;">"Living the life you've imagined" (a la Henry David Thoreau)</span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 100%;"><a href="http://placetobloom.blogspot.com/">Bloom</a></span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: 100%;"> </span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: 100%;">I love this quote because i do feel as though i've been waiting for years to do exactly that: live the life I've imagined. I'm at the beginning of a threshold that seems endless, with boundaries unmeasured. i feel excited yet in the same phrase I'm afraid that i won't find what i am looking for. but alas, i may as well <i>try</i> to do what will bring out that big whale that is trapped inside not only my mind, but my heart (as J.M. Barrie said to Peter in the movie <a href="http://www.imdb.com/media/rm1986567424/tt0308644"><i>Finding Neverland</i></a>).</span></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: 100%;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">among the many things that i have started doing since i've gotten married is sewing. i love it. You see i'm a renaissance girl, and no, i don't pronounce is REnaissance, but rather reNAIssance... and NAI is pronounced NAY. Go British ENGLISH!!! Any one who knows me knows that i am extremely expressive. In fact i often feel like i am stumbling over my own words as i am trying to get them off of my tongue because there's just so much to be happy about.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 100%;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"></span>In order to get back to the purpose of this post, i'm finding all <b>sorts</b> of priceless but also hidden treasures on blogs that are enlightening my life and making that whale inside of my head very uncomfortable. And so what i want to say is that i want that whale to come out, to be free and to help me live life as i had imagined. I want to start living my life. :)</span></div>Starks Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17325434936815999438noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732541868213509353.post-8875172021637820612010-06-09T13:53:00.000-07:002010-06-09T13:53:24.135-07:00Wesley - our baby brother/our youngest son<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>Vince calls Wesley Bubiteeeeeeeeeee. he was born on February 25th, 2010 at 8:20 pm. He weighed 8 lbs 4 oz (3.14 kg) and he was 21.5 in (54.61 cm) long.<br />
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This is the same green outfit Jeff wore home when he was born. We also had Vince wear it while he was in the hospital.<br />
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"If you are discouraged about your appearance, it will help to see yourself through the eyes of those who love you. Hidden beauty seen by loved ones can become a mirror for self-improvements. This phenomenon of the person internalizing the expectations of others with subsequent positive change has become known as the Pygmalion effect, after the famous play in which the “guttersnipe,” Eliza Dolittle, becomes the refined <em>My Fair Lady.</em> The beauty was always there; Eliza only needed help from others to discover it...<br />
"It is not the smile alone that is beautiful. Delilah surely smiled at Samson, and Potiphar’s wife at Joseph. These were women of the world whose smiles were devoid of inner beauty. “Tell me what you smile or laugh at, and I’ll tell you who you are.” (Marcel Pagnol, quoted in <em>Reader’s Digest,</em> Sept. 2007, 95)<br />
"The virtuous smile is truly beautiful as it radiates in a totally natural way. This true beauty can’t be painted on but is a gift of the Spirit. It is literally letting your light shine before men. When virtue is combined with obedience to the Lord’s laws of health and respect for the human body, young people truly become temples in which the Holy Ghost dwells, giving them a beautiful aura. It is this beauty that is most becoming and enduring...<br />
"The world prizes body-baring “beauty.” Hollywood markets it, advertisers exploit it, and the media promote it. The Lord, however, “seeth not as man seeth; for man looketh on the outward appearance, but the Lord looketh on the heart” (<a class="scriptureRef" href="http://scriptures.lds.org/1_sam/16/7#7" onclick="newWindow('http://scriptures.lds.org/1_sam/16//7#7')" target="contentWindow">1 Samuel 16:7</a>). The kind of a man a virtuous woman wants to marry also “seeth not” as the natural man seeth. He will be drawn to the true beauty she radiates from a pure and cheerful heart. The same is true for a young woman looking for a virtuous young man.<br />
<a href="" name="30"></a> "In pageants, there is only one declared the fairest of them all. But with the Lord there is no competition. All have an equal privilege to have His image engraven upon their countenance (see <a class="scriptureRef" href="http://scriptures.lds.org/alma/5/19#19" onclick="newWindow('http://scriptures.lds.org/alma/5//19#19')" target="contentWindow">Alma 5:19</a>). There is no truer beauty."<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Lynn G. Robbins, “True Beauty,” <i>NewEra</i>, Nov 2008, 30–33</div>Starks Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17325434936815999438noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732541868213509353.post-82185465856073992422010-02-02T20:24:00.009-07:002010-02-02T20:45:39.102-07:00Vincy at the Park<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/S2jwzHkcdHI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/iW7MmvmLNUY/s1600-h/IMG_0101.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 112px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/S2jwzHkcdHI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/iW7MmvmLNUY/s200/IMG_0101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433857711418406002" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/S2jwyv-FBWI/AAAAAAAAAeI/g60UnfIuKXw/s1600-h/IMG_0100.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 112px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/S2jwyv-FBWI/AAAAAAAAAeI/g60UnfIuKXw/s200/IMG_0100.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433857705083471202" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/S2jtQ3_8CqI/AAAAAAAAAdw/QZbO-P6mc8g/s1600-h/IMG_0108.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 112px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/S2jtQ3_8CqI/AAAAAAAAAdw/QZbO-P6mc8g/s200/IMG_0108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433853824588319394" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/S2jtQDDIKRI/AAAAAAAAAdo/ZCVAoSHpl5c/s1600-h/IMG_0107.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 112px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/S2jtQDDIKRI/AAAAAAAAAdo/ZCVAoSHpl5c/s200/IMG_0107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433853810374617362" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/S2jtPRYsSmI/AAAAAAAAAdg/tg0KCyRIn3w/s1600-h/IMG_0105.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 112px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/S2jtPRYsSmI/AAAAAAAAAdg/tg0KCyRIn3w/s200/IMG_0105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433853797043292770" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/S2jtOmxRhmI/AAAAAAAAAdY/KuqG49T7e7o/s1600-h/IMG_0104.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 112px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/S2jtOmxRhmI/AAAAAAAAAdY/KuqG49T7e7o/s200/IMG_0104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433853785603671650" border="0" /></a><br />I love this little boy. That's all I have to say =)Starks Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17325434936815999438noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732541868213509353.post-61387181013336160982009-09-28T20:06:00.000-07:002009-09-28T20:07:25.361-07:00Vincy, the BIG BrotherOn Friday we found out that we are going to have ANOTHER son! We are very excited!!!! He is healthy and so is Mommy :)Starks Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17325434936815999438noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732541868213509353.post-1625208456124206032009-05-02T22:45:00.011-07:002010-06-07T15:03:52.151-07:00Vincynesses<blockquote></blockquote>This morning my son was bleeding cottage cheese.<br />
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This big dog is from grandma Karen. Vincy carries it around the apartment squealing like a little puppy. That's what he does when he sees all animals. It's his way of saying, "you're cute." As you can see he also likes to ride on his puppy and make the puppy howl.<br />
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I'd say that the dirty-faced pictures are by far my favourites. I mean who looks cute when they are THAT dirty? I'm going to miss dirty faces when Vincy grows up because I doubt he's going to do this when he's 17. I love being a mom! :) Now all I need to do is figure out how to rotate these pictures so that people don't have to get kinks in their necks.<br />
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So my boy is the cutest boy in the world and NO, I'm not bias. I'm just this mom. ;)<br />
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My friend Rebecca always comments that Vincy's going to grow up to be a custodian. My thought is, good job son, you're following in your mother's footsteps. Oh yeah! That's what paid for my German degree that brings me next to no options for employment. But on the other hand at least it's paid for... <span style="font-style: italic;">i like to pat myself on the back sometimes.</span><br />
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<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/Sf0yfj-2e6I/AAAAAAAAAbk/mWZtFB6UumU/s1600-h/PICT3015.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331473051692727202" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/Sf0yfj-2e6I/AAAAAAAAAbk/mWZtFB6UumU/s200/PICT3015.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 150px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 200px;" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/Sf0yIjwGLhI/AAAAAAAAAbc/bg7IqODWXhw/s1600-h/PICT3016.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331472656493850130" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/Sf0yIjwGLhI/AAAAAAAAAbc/bg7IqODWXhw/s200/PICT3016.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 150px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 200px;" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/Sf0yIADKWNI/AAAAAAAAAbU/ULcpr3k0R7g/s1600-h/PICT3014.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331472646910138578" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/Sf0yIADKWNI/AAAAAAAAAbU/ULcpr3k0R7g/s200/PICT3014.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 150px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 200px;" /></a><br />
Back to Vincent. Yes, his mom goes off on tangents when she's writing, just like she does when she's talking, so good luck figuring out what I'm saying or even talking about.Starks Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17325434936815999438noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732541868213509353.post-24712657969513448212008-10-19T23:01:00.007-07:002008-10-19T23:20:34.872-07:00Vincy on the Move<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/SPwixEt4CcI/AAAAAAAAAT4/GvK7rh7qrUQ/s1600-h/Vincy%27s+first+swim+5.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259116691336989122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/SPwixEt4CcI/AAAAAAAAAT4/GvK7rh7qrUQ/s320/Vincy%27s+first+swim+5.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/SPwixbSZPzI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mZh4UkLgiAA/s1600-h/Vincy%27s+first+swim+8.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259116697395740466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/SPwixbSZPzI/AAAAAAAAAUA/mZh4UkLgiAA/s320/Vincy%27s+first+swim+8.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/SPwixnYgOGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/dBFGC2CIJLg/s1600-h/Vincy%27s+first+swim+9.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259116700642588770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/SPwixnYgOGI/AAAAAAAAAUI/dBFGC2CIJLg/s320/Vincy%27s+first+swim+9.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>I put Vince down next to the couch and he ended up way on the other side of the room... Then he got stuck under his bouncy chair. At first he thought it was funny.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259114046190914578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/SPwgXGx6DBI/AAAAAAAAATA/aUP8UTBs27w/s320/PICT1854.JPG" border="0" /> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259114055150635410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/SPwgXoKEiZI/AAAAAAAAATI/wwi1mf0i9ss/s320/stuck+under+teh+chair+1.JPG" border="0" /> <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259114752519079218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/SPwhAODqhTI/AAAAAAAAATQ/Kpjy7DkHQNk/s320/stuck+under+teh+chair+2.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259114754371070402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/SPwhAU9NqcI/AAAAAAAAATY/9nHU7KP9PFE/s320/stuck+under+teh+chair+3.JPG" border="0" />Oh, byt the way, Vincy scooted on his tummy for a long while before crawling. he was pretty fast too!!! </div><br /><div></div><br /><div align="center"><strong>Vincy's First Swim with Mommy and Daddy</strong></div><br /><div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259115740952431202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/SPwh5wQiimI/AAAAAAAAATg/3WkoaeiaEkA/s320/Vincy%27s+first+swim+1.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259115751404509586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/SPwh6XMgmZI/AAAAAAAAATo/EJWb16kNbIE/s320/Vincy%27s+first+swim+2.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259115758273307394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/SPwh6wyKIwI/AAAAAAAAATw/WOdngPk8IR8/s320/Vincy%27s+first+swim+3.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><div>About a week or so before we moved into our TWO bedroom Vincy decided to fing Daddy, but he got a little distracted by the toilet paper...</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div>Starks Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17325434936815999438noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732541868213509353.post-33725810005067857702007-12-26T21:14:00.000-07:002007-12-26T21:41:12.244-07:00More Daddy Pictures of Vincy sleeping<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/R3MqMnJ1rTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/dBjrCmJLMso/s1600-h/PICT1320.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148505195171654962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/R3MqMnJ1rTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/dBjrCmJLMso/s320/PICT1320.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/R3MqM3J1rUI/AAAAAAAAAQA/Dt5f_y7V9no/s1600-h/PICT1321.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148505199466622274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/R3MqM3J1rUI/AAAAAAAAAQA/Dt5f_y7V9no/s320/PICT1321.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/R3MqNHJ1rVI/AAAAAAAAAQI/xx2ctjM4r5U/s1600-h/PICT1322.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148505203761589586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/R3MqNHJ1rVI/AAAAAAAAAQI/xx2ctjM4r5U/s320/PICT1322.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/R3MqNnJ1rWI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/wQ_6Akb5vpo/s1600-h/PICT1323.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148505212351524194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/R3MqNnJ1rWI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/wQ_6Akb5vpo/s320/PICT1323.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>Starks Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17325434936815999438noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732541868213509353.post-28896034671662133262007-12-26T20:43:00.000-07:002007-12-26T21:12:35.353-07:00Grandma & Grandpa's Thanksgiving Visit<div align="center"><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/R3Mkd3J1rOI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/FeDjOogrJ9w/s1600-h/baby+talk.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148498894454631650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/R3Mkd3J1rOI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/FeDjOogrJ9w/s320/baby+talk.jpg" border="0" /></a>baby talk </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /></div><p align="center"><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/R3Mkd3J1rPI/AAAAAAAAAPY/HWlW0U3vKOU/s1600-h/savoring.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148498894454631666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/R3Mkd3J1rPI/AAAAAAAAAPY/HWlW0U3vKOU/s320/savoring.jpg" border="0" /></a>savoring the precious one </p><p align="center"></p><p align="center"><br /></p><p align="center"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/R3MkeHJ1rQI/AAAAAAAAAPg/DPxQW7E5q_w/s1600-h/la+la+land.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148498898749598978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/R3MkeHJ1rQI/AAAAAAAAAPg/DPxQW7E5q_w/s320/la+la+land.jpg" border="0" /></a>la la land </p><p align="center"></p><p align="center"><br /></p><p align="center"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/R3MkeHJ1rRI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yQTU8vWRmrA/s1600-h/admiring+their+grandchild.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148498898749598994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/R3MkeHJ1rRI/AAAAAAAAAPo/yQTU8vWRmrA/s320/admiring+their+grandchild.jpg" border="0" /></a>admiring their grandchild </p><p align="center"></p><p align="center"><br /></p><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/R3MkeHJ1rSI/AAAAAAAAAPw/oTBAJ9C8bIY/s1600-h/what+bliss.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148498898749599010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/R3MkeHJ1rSI/AAAAAAAAAPw/oTBAJ9C8bIY/s320/what+bliss.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>oh joy! oh bliss!</p><p align="center"></p><p align="center"><br /></p><div align="center"><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/R3Mj-3J1rJI/AAAAAAAAAOo/kMwsZ-vfqJY/s1600-h/asleep.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148498361878686866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/R3Mj-3J1rJI/AAAAAAAAAOo/kMwsZ-vfqJY/s320/asleep.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/R3Mj_HJ1rKI/AAAAAAAAAOw/4CzrlbbrdfE/s1600-h/sleeping+pose.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148498366173654178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/R3Mj_HJ1rKI/AAAAAAAAAOw/4CzrlbbrdfE/s320/sleeping+pose.jpg" border="0" /></a>the sleeping pose </div><br /><br /><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/R3Mj_HJ1rLI/AAAAAAAAAO4/JaYC8UQzCuQ/s1600-h/DSC00161.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148498366173654194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/R3Mj_HJ1rLI/AAAAAAAAAO4/JaYC8UQzCuQ/s320/DSC00161.jpg" border="0" /></a>mommy's hand with Vincy's foot </p><p></p><p><br /></p><p align="center"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/R3Mj_HJ1rMI/AAAAAAAAAPA/oG7c1E7FlVI/s1600-h/mommy+and+Vince%27s+hand.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148498366173654210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/R3Mj_HJ1rMI/AAAAAAAAAPA/oG7c1E7FlVI/s320/mommy+and+Vince%27s+hand.jpg" border="0" /></a>mommy's hand with Vincy's little hand </p><p></p><p><br /></p><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/R3Mj_XJ1rNI/AAAAAAAAAPI/yiAEsAwq440/s1600-h/tired+daddy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148498370468621522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/R3Mj_XJ1rNI/AAAAAAAAAPI/yiAEsAwq440/s320/tired+daddy.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>daddy got the job!<br /><br /></p>Starks Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17325434936815999438noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732541868213509353.post-87140963530436871842007-12-16T20:57:00.000-07:002007-12-26T21:14:19.917-07:00The novelty can't wear off<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/R2X3vHJ1rEI/AAAAAAAAAOA/Ia1BTy9t5ro/s1600-h/bath.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144790538086886466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/R2X3vHJ1rEI/AAAAAAAAAOA/Ia1BTy9t5ro/s320/bath.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/R2X3vnJ1rFI/AAAAAAAAAOI/sAuSeU6tQz8/s1600-h/bathing.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144790546676821074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/R2X3vnJ1rFI/AAAAAAAAAOI/sAuSeU6tQz8/s320/bathing.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div align="center">Go Jazz!!!<br /></div><p><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/R2X3v3J1rGI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/WFtZGoXasbI/s1600-h/go+Jazz!.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144790550971788386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/R2X3v3J1rGI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/WFtZGoXasbI/s320/go+Jazz!.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/R2X3wXJ1rHI/AAAAAAAAAOY/vPxZBz5cg0s/s1600-h/smiling.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144790559561722994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/R2X3wXJ1rHI/AAAAAAAAAOY/vPxZBz5cg0s/s320/smiling.JPG" border="0" /></a> </p><p></p><p align="center"></p><p align="center"></p><p align="center">old man Vince<br /></p><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/R2X3w3J1rII/AAAAAAAAAOg/jJU23lLN_VM/s1600-h/old+man.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144790568151657602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/R2X3w3J1rII/AAAAAAAAAOg/jJU23lLN_VM/s320/old+man.JPG" border="0" /></a>Starks Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17325434936815999438noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732541868213509353.post-72735906201954526792007-12-16T20:43:00.000-07:002007-12-16T20:56:23.101-07:00How cool! we are parents<div align="center"><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/R2XyRXJ1q_I/AAAAAAAAANY/E3XkP96ynqk/s1600-h/cute.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144784529427639282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/R2XyRXJ1q_I/AAAAAAAAANY/E3XkP96ynqk/s320/cute.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/R2XyR3J1rAI/AAAAAAAAANg/sXHE3-aT0ws/s1600-h/Copy+of+PICT1330.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144784538017573890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/R2XyR3J1rAI/AAAAAAAAANg/sXHE3-aT0ws/s320/Copy+of+PICT1330.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/R2XySHJ1rBI/AAAAAAAAANo/aCKDKkSLzk4/s1600-h/i+like+this+one.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144784542312541202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/R2XySHJ1rBI/AAAAAAAAANo/aCKDKkSLzk4/s320/i+like+this+one.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/R2XySnJ1rCI/AAAAAAAAANw/Ve4VRl2_0No/s1600-h/PICT1292.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144784550902475810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/R2XySnJ1rCI/AAAAAAAAANw/Ve4VRl2_0No/s320/PICT1292.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/R2XyS3J1rDI/AAAAAAAAAN4/7oqUcmvWDiM/s1600-h/Vince%27s+First+Thanksgiving.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144784555197443122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/R2XyS3J1rDI/AAAAAAAAAN4/7oqUcmvWDiM/s320/Vince%27s+First+Thanksgiving.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div align="center"></div>Starks Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17325434936815999438noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732541868213509353.post-13816207103125969512007-11-16T16:53:00.000-07:002007-11-16T17:16:14.389-07:00Vincy's First Bath<div align="justify">He didn't cry but also didn't show any particular form of enjoyment either. Mommy keeps forgetting that he is only 3 weeks old... they don't do much of anything besides eat, sleep and poo any way, right?</div><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/Rz4yMOeF1OI/AAAAAAAAAL0/pZfLc6ryz3k/s1600-h/PICT1278.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133595810873070818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/Rz4yMOeF1OI/AAAAAAAAAL0/pZfLc6ryz3k/s320/PICT1278.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/Rz4yMeeF1PI/AAAAAAAAAL8/qD1WcLyXm8E/s1600-h/PICT1279.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133595815168038130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/Rz4yMeeF1PI/AAAAAAAAAL8/qD1WcLyXm8E/s320/PICT1279.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/Rz4yMueF1QI/AAAAAAAAAME/5OFVumZhmsU/s1600-h/PICT1280.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133595819463005442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/Rz4yMueF1QI/AAAAAAAAAME/5OFVumZhmsU/s320/PICT1280.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/Rz4yNOeF1RI/AAAAAAAAAMM/TbDpkZ-AtPI/s1600-h/PICT1281.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133595828052940050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/Rz4yNOeF1RI/AAAAAAAAAMM/TbDpkZ-AtPI/s320/PICT1281.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div> </div><br /><div></div>Starks Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17325434936815999438noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732541868213509353.post-63186571875846825822007-11-16T10:33:00.000-07:002007-11-16T14:21:36.815-07:00Vince Comes Home<div align="center">Grandma Africa's baby grow i.e. onesie, was sent to Vincent all the way from Namibia!</div><div align="center"><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/Rz4IZ-eF0-I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Uhzt8SxUb_E/s1600-h/Grandma+Africa%27s+baby+grow+i.e.+onsie.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133549867607905250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/Rz4IZ-eF0-I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/Uhzt8SxUb_E/s200/Grandma+Africa%27s+baby+grow+i.e.+onsie.JPG" border="0" /></a> happy grandama Karen<br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/Rz4IaeeF0_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/9yTYfpcO9nA/s1600-h/happy+gandma+Karen.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133549876197839858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/Rz4IaeeF0_I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/9yTYfpcO9nA/s200/happy+gandma+Karen.JPG" border="0" /></a> Mommy's boy<br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/Rz4IaueF1AI/AAAAAAAAAKE/OTQ4Ou19i4E/s1600-h/mommys+favorite+picture.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133549880492807170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/Rz4IaueF1AI/AAAAAAAAAKE/OTQ4Ou19i4E/s200/mommys+favorite+picture.JPG" border="0" /></a> <div align="center"></div><br /> aaaa... this makes Mommy more in love with Daddy<br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/Rz3VLeeF05I/AAAAAAAAAJM/VGShhALFl9s/s1600-h/aaa...daddy+makes+mommy+more+inlove.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133493543406785426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/Rz3VLeeF05I/AAAAAAAAAJM/VGShhALFl9s/s200/aaa...daddy+makes+mommy+more+inlove.JPG" border="0" /></a>Mommy's favourite boys<br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/Rz3VL-eF06I/AAAAAAAAAJU/hXqdf4_2iBg/s1600-h/after+a+hard+day%27s+work.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133493551996720034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/Rz3VL-eF06I/AAAAAAAAAJU/hXqdf4_2iBg/s200/after+a+hard+day%27s+work.JPG" border="0" /></a> contrasting sizes<br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/Rz3VMOeF07I/AAAAAAAAAJc/oZIdeVb8j1s/s1600-h/contrasting+hands.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133493556291687346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/Rz3VMOeF07I/AAAAAAAAAJc/oZIdeVb8j1s/s200/contrasting+hands.JPG" border="0" /></a> Daddy and son's first football night<br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/Rz3VMueF08I/AAAAAAAAAJk/Ugksm4dgAZw/s1600-h/daddy+son+night.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133493564881621954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/Rz3VMueF08I/AAAAAAAAAJk/Ugksm4dgAZw/s200/daddy+son+night.JPG" border="0" /></a> Daddy's first diaper change... good job<br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/Rz3VNOeF09I/AAAAAAAAAJs/DnWnc2fspqQ/s1600-h/daddy%27s+FIRST+diaper+change.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133493573471556562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/Rz3VNOeF09I/AAAAAAAAAJs/DnWnc2fspqQ/s200/daddy%27s+FIRST+diaper+change.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /></div>Starks Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17325434936815999438noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732541868213509353.post-8747654703919882612007-11-15T15:41:00.000-07:002007-11-15T15:48:37.604-07:00Car Seat and The Boxing Bunny<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RzzMV-eF0tI/AAAAAAAAAH0/wjqx6Ib8Wjg/s1600-h/PICT1268.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133202353214051026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RzzMV-eF0tI/AAAAAAAAAH0/wjqx6Ib8Wjg/s200/PICT1268.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RzzMWueF0uI/AAAAAAAAAH8/aEDb_df-p9Y/s1600-h/PICT1274.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133202366098952930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RzzMWueF0uI/AAAAAAAAAH8/aEDb_df-p9Y/s200/PICT1274.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RzzMXOeF0vI/AAAAAAAAAIE/0INniXWHuLU/s1600-h/PICT1275.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133202374688887538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RzzMXOeF0vI/AAAAAAAAAIE/0INniXWHuLU/s200/PICT1275.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RzzMXeeF0wI/AAAAAAAAAIM/jphhq9mSeLw/s1600-h/PICT1276.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133202378983854850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RzzMXeeF0wI/AAAAAAAAAIM/jphhq9mSeLw/s200/PICT1276.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RzzMX-eF0xI/AAAAAAAAAIU/9zr9s6Su52s/s1600-h/PICT1277.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133202387573789458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RzzMX-eF0xI/AAAAAAAAAIU/9zr9s6Su52s/s200/PICT1277.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>Starks Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17325434936815999438noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732541868213509353.post-30073725501900284532007-11-15T15:15:00.000-07:002007-11-15T15:40:04.523-07:00Our Sleeping Angel<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RzzKU-eF0oI/AAAAAAAAAHM/VdB7mp-2XtQ/s1600-h/Sleeping.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133200137010926210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RzzKU-eF0oI/AAAAAAAAAHM/VdB7mp-2XtQ/s200/Sleeping.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RzzKVOeF0pI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ef2Fc1ZtE-k/s1600-h/sleeping+boy.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133200141305893522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RzzKVOeF0pI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ef2Fc1ZtE-k/s200/sleeping+boy.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RzzKVeeF0qI/AAAAAAAAAHc/tfhrhw4hLX0/s1600-h/sleeping+Vincent.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133200145600860834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RzzKVeeF0qI/AAAAAAAAAHc/tfhrhw4hLX0/s200/sleeping+Vincent.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RzzKV-eF0rI/AAAAAAAAAHk/gbvbTbO2_Zc/s1600-h/sleeping+Vincy.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133200154190795442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RzzKV-eF0rI/AAAAAAAAAHk/gbvbTbO2_Zc/s200/sleeping+Vincy.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RzzKWeeF0sI/AAAAAAAAAHs/H6m7RfJXApU/s1600-h/smiley+faced+Vince.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133200162780730050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RzzKWeeF0sI/AAAAAAAAAHs/H6m7RfJXApU/s200/smiley+faced+Vince.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RzzJBOeF0jI/AAAAAAAAAGk/hDdaCSgWfd0/s1600-h/funny+faced+Vince.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133198698196881970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RzzJBOeF0jI/AAAAAAAAAGk/hDdaCSgWfd0/s200/funny+faced+Vince.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RzzJBeeF0kI/AAAAAAAAAGs/4L5mCupcXdc/s1600-h/PICT1238.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133198702491849282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RzzJBeeF0kI/AAAAAAAAAGs/4L5mCupcXdc/s200/PICT1238.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RzzJB-eF0lI/AAAAAAAAAG0/OVEQ4JEaW1g/s1600-h/PICT1240.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133198711081783890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RzzJB-eF0lI/AAAAAAAAAG0/OVEQ4JEaW1g/s200/PICT1240.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RzzJCOeF0mI/AAAAAAAAAG8/rtbMFIIL0ig/s1600-h/PICT1251.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133198715376751202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RzzJCOeF0mI/AAAAAAAAAG8/rtbMFIIL0ig/s200/PICT1251.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RzzJC-eF0nI/AAAAAAAAAHE/NbHm7voRpVw/s1600-h/PICT1255.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133198728261653106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RzzJC-eF0nI/AAAAAAAAAHE/NbHm7voRpVw/s200/PICT1255.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div></div>Starks Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17325434936815999438noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732541868213509353.post-18503383582592811952007-11-15T13:52:00.000-07:002007-11-15T15:14:01.805-07:00Vince's First Halloween<div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center">These are his cousins Korin and Tristan.</div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133176381546811858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/Rzy0uOeF0dI/AAAAAAAAAF0/NbWBl5_Yh4M/s320/PICT1222.JPG" border="0" /></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><br /></div><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/Rzy0uueF0eI/AAAAAAAAAF8/sVNT3f9-ia8/s1600-h/PICT1228.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133176390136746466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/Rzy0uueF0eI/AAAAAAAAAF8/sVNT3f9-ia8/s320/PICT1228.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/Rzy0u-eF0fI/AAAAAAAAAGE/YfEstlutj4k/s1600-h/PICT1231.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133176394431713778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/Rzy0u-eF0fI/AAAAAAAAAGE/YfEstlutj4k/s320/PICT1231.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/Rzy0vOeF0gI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ZPQcERUM-Mw/s1600-h/PICT1232.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133176398726681090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/Rzy0vOeF0gI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ZPQcERUM-Mw/s320/PICT1232.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a>LOOK! it's a fan </p><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/Rzy0vueF0hI/AAAAAAAAAGU/-oHb_A-64bs/s1600-h/PICT1233.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133176407316615698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/Rzy0vueF0hI/AAAAAAAAAGU/-oHb_A-64bs/s320/PICT1233.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RzyyweeF0YI/AAAAAAAAAFM/pQM2vhPPtt8/s1600-h/PICT1211.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133174221178261890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RzyyweeF0YI/AAAAAAAAAFM/pQM2vhPPtt8/s320/PICT1211.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/Rzyyw-eF0ZI/AAAAAAAAAFU/FYHqzDDZs9I/s1600-h/PICT1213.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133174229768196498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/Rzyyw-eF0ZI/AAAAAAAAAFU/FYHqzDDZs9I/s320/PICT1213.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RzyyxOeF0aI/AAAAAAAAAFc/UWgcVuM-6PQ/s1600-h/PICT1215.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133174234063163810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RzyyxOeF0aI/AAAAAAAAAFc/UWgcVuM-6PQ/s320/PICT1215.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RzyyxueF0bI/AAAAAAAAAFk/i29SPdAuS-Q/s1600-h/PICT1216.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133174242653098418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RzyyxueF0bI/AAAAAAAAAFk/i29SPdAuS-Q/s320/PICT1216.JPG" border="0" /></a> Some day I may actually wear shoes this size.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133191671630385698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RzzCoOeF0iI/AAAAAAAAAGc/QVLfD1mfOx4/s320/PICT1219.JPG" border="0" /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RzyyyOeF0cI/AAAAAAAAAFs/UWQGl3GNebY/s1600-h/PICT1220.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133174251243033026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RzyyyOeF0cI/AAAAAAAAAFs/UWQGl3GNebY/s320/PICT1220.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><br /><br /><div></div>Starks Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17325434936815999438noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732541868213509353.post-88025571798828359532007-11-10T14:55:00.000-07:002007-11-16T16:51:48.596-07:00Vince is Born<div align="center"> grandma Karen and grand-aunt Ruth informing everyone about Vincent's arrival<br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/Rz4PCueF1DI/AAAAAAAAAKc/NpRM7QILO4g/s1600-h/PICT1146.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133557164757341234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/Rz4PCueF1DI/AAAAAAAAAKc/NpRM7QILO4g/s200/PICT1146.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="justify">Vince was born on the 22nd of October 2007 at 9:35pm, in Mesa, Arizona. He weighed 7 lbs 12 oz (3.52 kg), he was 22 inches (55.88 cm) long and the circumference of his head was 14 inches(35.56 cm).<br /><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/Rz4MkueF1BI/AAAAAAAAAKM/bd-JOa7alt0/s1600-h/PICT1151.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133554450338010130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/Rz4MkueF1BI/AAAAAAAAAKM/bd-JOa7alt0/s200/PICT1151.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify">The first thing Vince's daddy noticed about him was that he had lots of leg and huge feet. His feet were actually bent so far forward that they touched his shins! </div><br /><br /><div align="justify"><br />Daddy Jeff was very excited to see his son. That sight gave Vince's mommy butterflies in her tummy despite the fact that she had just been cut up, sewed back together and she couldn't feel nor move her legs. And everyone knows how Vince's mom does not particularly enjoy being tied down for too long. </div><br /><br /><div align="left"><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/Rz4MlOeF1CI/AAAAAAAAAKU/QSGoJZK0nlw/s1600-h/PICT1149.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133554458927944738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/Rz4MlOeF1CI/AAAAAAAAAKU/QSGoJZK0nlw/s200/PICT1149.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Grandma and grandpa Africa were on everyone's minds even though they on the other side of the planet. And of course aunty Kate, aunty Andy and uncle Matthew were missed too. Marcelle can't wait for her son to have the pleasure and honor of meeting her immediate family some time soon!<br /><br /></div></div><br /><br /><div align="center">Mommy enjoys eating what ever she wants again, after diligently watching her carbohydrate intakes while having gestational diabetes.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133557177642243138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/Rz4PDeeF1EI/AAAAAAAAAKk/igShVoO-Ktk/s200/Mommy+enjoying+food+after+beung+good+for+her+diabetes.bmp" border="0" /></div><br /><div align="center">Grandma Karen, grandpa Brad and uncle Sean came all the way from Salt Lake just to see the Vince master (as grandpa calls him).<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133557181937210450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/Rz4PDueF1FI/AAAAAAAAAKs/94S5U6jP7sw/s200/Grandma+Karen.bmp" border="0" /> proud grandparents<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133557229181850722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/Rz4PGeeF1GI/AAAAAAAAAK0/u5HvCSz_C44/s200/PICT1152.JPG" border="0" /> Grandma Karen did an excellent job taking care of the Marcelle as her Mommy Ursie was unable.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133557323671131250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/Rz4PL-eF1HI/AAAAAAAAAK8/AtYThxK6Ldw/s200/PICT1157.JPG" border="0" /></div><div align="center">Vince's first outfit was grandma Ursie's baby grow all the way from Namibia</div><br /><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133586976125342850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/Rz4qJ-eF1II/AAAAAAAAALE/GNFZicTNP7w/s200/mama%27s+boy.JPG" border="0" /></p><div align="center">our son</div><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133586989010244754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/Rz4qKueF1JI/AAAAAAAAALM/NUYy7jzQTi4/s200/our+son.JPG" border="0" /></p><div align="center">new, proud, TIRED parents</div><br /><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133587006190113986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/Rz4qLueF1MI/AAAAAAAAALk/fGNF6B8kuFQ/s200/Proud+parents.bmp" border="0" /></p><div align="center">Daddy was as out as a light<br /></div><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133588951810299090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/Rz4r8-eF1NI/AAAAAAAAALs/jyOhzSQ0Fcw/s200/daddy+was+out.JPG" border="0" /></p>Starks Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17325434936815999438noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732541868213509353.post-12988260591584712452007-09-20T22:55:00.000-07:002007-09-20T23:09:36.100-07:00Work (Tutor Time) Baby Shower<div align="center"><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RvNd8ACev6I/AAAAAAAAACk/0OpDh8zLJP8/s1600-h/The+Cake.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112533287379582882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RvNd8ACev6I/AAAAAAAAACk/0OpDh8zLJP8/s320/The+Cake.JPG" border="0" /></a> This was really good cake.<br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RvNd8gCev7I/AAAAAAAAACs/n5yaxBgT-po/s1600-h/Me+again.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112533295969517490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RvNd8gCev7I/AAAAAAAAACs/n5yaxBgT-po/s320/Me+again.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RvNd8wCev8I/AAAAAAAAAC0/9YW53vS6dxo/s1600-h/Me.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112533300264484802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RvNd8wCev8I/AAAAAAAAAC0/9YW53vS6dxo/s320/Me.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RvNd9ACev9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/ezbQUhjmaZ0/s1600-h/Connie+Julie+Jackie.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112533304559452114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RvNd9ACev9I/AAAAAAAAAC8/ezbQUhjmaZ0/s320/Connie+Julie+Jackie.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RvNd9gCev-I/AAAAAAAAADE/gYv_XjtORmk/s1600-h/Diane+RoseAnn+Jessica.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112533313149386722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RvNd9gCev-I/AAAAAAAAADE/gYv_XjtORmk/s320/Diane+RoseAnn+Jessica.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112535228704800786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RvNftACewBI/AAAAAAAAADc/FSF3ohyLiz4/s320/Jessica.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112535224409833474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RvNfswCewAI/AAAAAAAAADU/uQvT_03I4YY/s320/Racquel.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112535232999768098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RvNftQCewCI/AAAAAAAAADk/1d8kNfne90w/s320/RoseAnn.JPG" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112535215819898866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RvNfsQCev_I/AAAAAAAAADM/FDE7OKpAmnI/s320/Valerie+Lauren+Ambreen.JPG" border="0" /><br /></div>Starks Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17325434936815999438noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732541868213509353.post-65497621327061145172007-09-20T22:14:00.001-07:002010-06-07T15:01:19.139-07:00Ward Baby Shower<div align="center"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RvNUcwCevwI/AAAAAAAAABE/hvLAXcUfTCk/s1600-h/Diaper+cake+by+Kritstin+Parkinson.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112522854904020738" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RvNUcwCevwI/AAAAAAAAABE/hvLAXcUfTCk/s320/Diaper+cake+by+Kritstin+Parkinson.JPG" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /></a> Diaper cake... yummy ;)</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112524340962705250" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RvNVzQCev2I/AAAAAAAAAB0/il26PXYVclc/s320/Ward+Shower+gifts.JPG" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /></div><div align="center">Yes, MORE diapers.... Vincent's bottom is going to be very clean.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112524332372770642" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RvNVywCev1I/AAAAAAAAABs/I7ablbjrkzY/s320/Ward+shower+clothes+in+picture+frame+and+Ericas+gifts.JPG" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" />I've been doing laundry and man, I'd say we're set in terms of clothing.</div><br />
<div align="center"><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RvNUdQCevxI/AAAAAAAAABM/T5lfcv6iesI/s1600-h/Blancket+by+Peggy+Morris.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112522863493955346" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RvNUdQCevxI/AAAAAAAAABM/T5lfcv6iesI/s320/Blancket+by+Peggy+Morris.JPG" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /></a> A home made blancket... how kind!</div><div align="center"><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RvNUdgCevyI/AAAAAAAAABU/G_qX3BwNj1M/s1600-h/Carol+Burns_HOST+Sutherland+Amber+Vicki+Hancock+Peggy+Morris+Nicole+Wendy.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112522867788922658" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RvNUdgCevyI/AAAAAAAAABU/G_qX3BwNj1M/s320/Carol+Burns_HOST+Sutherland+Amber+Vicki+Hancock+Peggy+Morris+Nicole+Wendy.JPG" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /></a>All the sweet Relief Society ladies who made the shower fun. So many hardly know me... it touched me deep inside.</div><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RvNUeACevzI/AAAAAAAAABc/DyhDRPsGhfA/s1600-h/Ward+ladies+-+Sharon+Rogers_Vicki+Farnworth_Jennifer+Hansen.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112522876378857266" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RvNUeACevzI/AAAAAAAAABc/DyhDRPsGhfA/s320/Ward+ladies+-+Sharon+Rogers_Vicki+Farnworth_Jennifer+Hansen.JPG" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /></a><br />
<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RvNUeQCev0I/AAAAAAAAABk/IMx75PwGyAQ/s1600-h/helpers.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112522880673824578" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_-7HWXRO_kvk/RvNUeQCev0I/AAAAAAAAABk/IMx75PwGyAQ/s320/helpers.JPG" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /> </a><br />
<div align="center">My little helpers collected the gifts from whoever entered the door and then handed them to me as I was done unwrapping gifts. They were oh so cute!<br />
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