tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-80999686191041128792024-03-13T09:31:42.135-04:00Stange FamilyStange Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12440314526596808208noreply@blogger.comBlogger142125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099968619104112879.post-4853276063787416802010-06-18T09:20:00.003-04:002010-06-18T09:34:18.128-04:00Kindergarten Graduation<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/TBt1WCzv-XI/AAAAAAAACUY/3LRhXbILzak/s1600/Baby+Daniel.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/TBt1WCzv-XI/AAAAAAAACUY/3LRhXbILzak/s400/Baby+Daniel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484105992825207154" border="0" /></a>3 month old Daniel<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/TBtz2sHseAI/AAAAAAAACUQ/_t6tz-0YbOw/s1600/June+2010+078.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/TBtz2sHseAI/AAAAAAAACUQ/_t6tz-0YbOw/s400/June+2010+078.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484104354647275522" border="0" /></a>Our kindergarten graduate<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/TBtzKXexImI/AAAAAAAACUI/IvV-PSIylV4/s1600/June+2010+074.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/TBtzKXexImI/AAAAAAAACUI/IvV-PSIylV4/s400/June+2010+074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484103593192661602" border="0" /></a>The tossing of the hats :)<br />(Daniel is on the far left)<br /></div>Stange Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12440314526596808208noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099968619104112879.post-42280100298032087942010-06-01T08:30:00.001-04:002010-06-01T08:34:36.762-04:00Julia, the Professional Flower Girl<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/TAT-EBJUIlI/AAAAAAAACTU/3l8f6iGjZn0/s1600/May+2010+040.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/TAT-EBJUIlI/AAAAAAAACTU/3l8f6iGjZn0/s400/May+2010+040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477782391769801298" border="0" /></a><br />Julia was in a wedding on Saturday for dear friends. This was her 4th flower girl "gig." She was so excited for this one since both the Bride and Groom are people she adores. For days before she was dancing, skipping, and hopping around the house singing about the Bride and Groom and about how much longer before the wedding. She couldn't wait to wear her wedding dress and wedding shoes and drop (not throw) the flower petals (throwing is MUCH different than dropping). <br />The wedding did not disappoint...she was beautiful and did a great job, and had a fantastic time. I think this will be something she always remembers.Stange Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12440314526596808208noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099968619104112879.post-84911540515311033222010-04-14T17:43:00.004-04:002010-04-14T17:51:26.462-04:00Featured Art Work<div style="text-align: center;">Julia picked an array of wild flowers and<br />showed them to me in a jumbled pile in her cute little hands.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Hannah then showed me the bouquet of wild flowers she had picked and<br />then tied with a piece of grass. It was a very pretty arrangement:<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/S8Y4cI9pq_I/AAAAAAAACTM/yIxYLfj_saY/s1600/April+2010+002.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/S8Y4cI9pq_I/AAAAAAAACTM/yIxYLfj_saY/s400/April+2010+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460113654326864882" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Julia then informed me that <span style="font-style: italic;">hers</span> were in a pile because she was making a flower nest for the bird she was going to draw. She then asked me to turn on the basement light so that she could go downstairs and make her bird. <br />I found her later asleep on the family room floor, but when I went into the kitchen<br />I found her bird sitting in its nest.<br />I thought it was so cute that I had to take its picture:<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/S8Y3oBzp7QI/AAAAAAAACTE/gzaj0cIXzkI/s1600/April+2010+005.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/S8Y3oBzp7QI/AAAAAAAACTE/gzaj0cIXzkI/s400/April+2010+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460112759052692738" border="0" /></a></div>Stange Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12440314526596808208noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099968619104112879.post-38723905859890307462010-04-02T10:28:00.004-04:002010-04-02T10:41:55.679-04:00Enjoying Spring<div style="text-align: center;">We have been really enjoying spring lately. The warmth of the sun is a welcome<br />change from the gray of winter.<br />As I sat outside watching the kids play, I was amused by the different ways they chose<br /> to enjoy the warm air...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">the girls chose to sit together and draw...<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/S7YBJ60CZ_I/AAAAAAAACSs/0CnqLIP2ylo/s1600/March+2010+112.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/S7YBJ60CZ_I/AAAAAAAACSs/0CnqLIP2ylo/s400/March+2010+112.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455549268523902962" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">the boys are alternately riding their bikes<br />and hacking at sticks that fell from the tree across the street...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/S7X_-r0s3PI/AAAAAAAACSk/VdZD8ayErJ0/s1600/March+2010+111.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/S7X_-r0s3PI/AAAAAAAACSk/VdZD8ayErJ0/s400/March+2010+111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455547976009964786" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Ah, spring...<br /></div>Stange Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12440314526596808208noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099968619104112879.post-843758788608389362010-03-22T12:34:00.003-04:002010-04-02T10:51:03.559-04:00Jay's Scooby Party<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/S7YEKbxKA9I/AAAAAAAACS8/UvgT9Kq2dxc/s1600/March+2010+076.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/S7YEKbxKA9I/AAAAAAAACS8/UvgT9Kq2dxc/s400/March+2010+076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455552575905072082" border="0" /></a>Today is Jay's 8th birthday. We had a friend party for him last Friday. The theme was A Scooby Doo mystery. When the kids arrived, they were sent on a mystery hunt which included games and finding clues in order to solve the mystery of who stole the cake. They had a blast.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/S6Oo7vVp3zI/AAAAAAAACSc/y0moBYf1rec/s1600-h/March+2010+062.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/S6Oo7vVp3zI/AAAAAAAACSc/y0moBYf1rec/s400/March+2010+062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450385718321471282" border="0" /></a>I had fun dressing our four to look like Scooby characters.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">(I figured they could use the costumes again for Halloween.)<br /><br /><br />Here is Jay taking a picture of me taking a picture of him with his birthday present...a camera!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/S7YC_JbNQLI/AAAAAAAACS0/H8UEJaygnXc/s1600/March+2010+123.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/S7YC_JbNQLI/AAAAAAAACS0/H8UEJaygnXc/s400/March+2010+123.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455551282490982578" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div>Stange Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12440314526596808208noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099968619104112879.post-26270928684697494672010-03-19T09:59:00.004-04:002010-03-19T10:14:15.207-04:00Happy 90th Nana!<div style="text-align: center;">John's grandmother, affectionately known as Nana, turned 90 at the beginning of this month. So, we had a big blow-out party for her (haha).<br />Here she is blowing out the candles on her cake and with her 8 GREAT-grandchildren!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/S6OGBHoKHcI/AAAAAAAACSM/1t409i7SKI8/s1600-h/March+2010+019.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/S6OGBHoKHcI/AAAAAAAACSM/1t409i7SKI8/s400/March+2010+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450347327833906626" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/S6OD-C1MGhI/AAAAAAAACSE/-2OCLTCpKfU/s1600-h/March+2010+020.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/S6OD-C1MGhI/AAAAAAAACSE/-2OCLTCpKfU/s400/March+2010+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450345075983522322" border="0" /></a></div>Stange Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12440314526596808208noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099968619104112879.post-59430872266539012272010-03-08T09:53:00.007-05:002010-03-16T08:19:32.170-04:00Philadelphia Art Museum<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/S5UWiw-rCHI/AAAAAAAACR8/zsc6oNXHxdQ/s1600-h/February+2010+056.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/S5UWiw-rCHI/AAAAAAAACR8/zsc6oNXHxdQ/s400/February+2010+056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446284110893615218" border="0" /></a>The kids had a random Wednesday off from school (teacher in-service), so we went to the Philadelphia Art Museum. We had a wonderful time!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/S5UTT3WXVBI/AAAAAAAACR0/fCbiBVb6RMg/s1600-h/February+2010+048.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/S5UTT3WXVBI/AAAAAAAACR0/fCbiBVb6RMg/s400/February+2010+048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446280556370678802" border="0" /></a>Hannah loves VanGogh. Her favorite is Starry Night, but her second favorite is Sunflowers. She was so amazed to see this painting (it is one of 7). She stood looking at it for quite some time. Unfortunately for her, her siblings were getting antsy by that time which didn't allow her to sit and stare for as long as she would have liked.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/S5USQy3x2wI/AAAAAAAACRs/T5-M_jRMGxI/s1600-h/February+2010+037.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/S5USQy3x2wI/AAAAAAAACRs/T5-M_jRMGxI/s400/February+2010+037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446279404117416706" border="0" /></a>By far, the kids' favorite area was the Coat of Arms Hall where they had<br />all kinds of different armor on display.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/S5UQFECX_II/AAAAAAAACRk/31-UC5kXqvU/s1600-h/February+2010+063.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/S5UQFECX_II/AAAAAAAACRk/31-UC5kXqvU/s400/February+2010+063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446277003543575682" border="0" /></a>They are being statues :)<br /></div>Stange Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12440314526596808208noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099968619104112879.post-27336814462167652362010-02-28T18:05:00.000-05:002010-03-07T18:09:36.416-05:00A Crazy Amount of Snow<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/S5QyD6VtaHI/AAAAAAAACRc/VBDPUPLW9H0/s1600-h/February+2010+017.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/S5QyD6VtaHI/AAAAAAAACRc/VBDPUPLW9H0/s400/February+2010+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446032892179081330" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">February was record breaking in our area for amount of snow.<br />It got to the point where you just had to laugh...<br />I'm posting this because I know in a few months, when it's sweltering,<br />it will be fun to look at the house buried in snow.<br /></div>Stange Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12440314526596808208noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099968619104112879.post-54286202660554307912010-02-07T16:08:00.010-05:002010-02-07T16:38:25.219-05:00Historic Philadelphia<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/S28x4Wd5dkI/AAAAAAAACRU/OKA6CPZ0PSk/s1600-h/January+2010+034.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/S28x4Wd5dkI/AAAAAAAACRU/OKA6CPZ0PSk/s400/January+2010+034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435618119432894018" border="0" /></a>A few weeks ago, my parents came for a visit. We decided to go down to Philadelphia for one of the days. We took a carriage ride around the city to start off our day. <br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/S28xIPBn6eI/AAAAAAAACRM/fXLSELOjgF0/s1600-h/January+2010+039.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/S28xIPBn6eI/AAAAAAAACRM/fXLSELOjgF0/s400/January+2010+039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435617292801534434" border="0" /></a>The Liberty Bell. It has a long gallery of historic pieces and information prior to the Bell. As we strolled toward the Bell, Daniel kept asking me is that the Bell (referring to various artifacts throughout the hall). I kept responding, "No, Daniel, the Liberty Bell is big. You'll know it when you see it." When we finally got the the real thing, Daniel said, "That's not that big!" I think he missed the historical significance...<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/S28wfdVUbNI/AAAAAAAACRE/jHhsWJ9RVJM/s1600-h/January+2010+044.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/S28wfdVUbNI/AAAAAAAACRE/jHhsWJ9RVJM/s400/January+2010+044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435616592267603154" border="0" /></a>Inside Independence Hall. The chair all the way against the wall on the left side of the picture is the original chair used during the Revolutionary days.<br /><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/S28vhNaXEcI/AAAAAAAACQ8/fsF6hllHhRU/s1600-h/January+2010+048.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/S28vhNaXEcI/AAAAAAAACQ8/fsF6hllHhRU/s400/January+2010+048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435615522841891266" border="0" /></a>Betsy Ross' house and the site where she made the first US flag.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/S28uVDmK0YI/AAAAAAAACQ0/lWSGlbcKsas/s1600-h/January+2010+051.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/S28uVDmK0YI/AAAAAAAACQ0/lWSGlbcKsas/s400/January+2010+051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435614214537007490" border="0" /></a>In Elfreth's Alley which is the oldest residential neighborhood in America.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">(I think this picture looks like a band's picture or an album cover.)<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/S28ttBwvStI/AAAAAAAACQs/Vq6N9KRU568/s1600-h/January+2010+052.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/S28ttBwvStI/AAAAAAAACQs/Vq6N9KRU568/s400/January+2010+052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435613526849702610" border="0" /></a>We went to the US Mint. I thought the kids, boys especially, would LOVE seeing money made, but unfortunately, nothing was in operation when we were there.<br /><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/S28sb5p8m-I/AAAAAAAACQk/MpDxIChUkJM/s1600-h/January+2010+059.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/S28sb5p8m-I/AAAAAAAACQk/MpDxIChUkJM/s400/January+2010+059.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435612133104327650" border="0" /></a>Posing on the lawn across from Independence Hall (you can see it in the distance behind them).<br /><br />We had such a wonderful day. I enjoyed it immensely, and the kids still talk about it regularly.<br /></div>Stange Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12440314526596808208noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099968619104112879.post-89881552671018677922010-01-10T21:11:00.004-05:002010-01-29T21:24:38.664-05:00Daniel's Birthday<div style="text-align: center;">January 10th was Daniel's 6th birthday.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Being that he LOVES all things sports, we had a football-themed lunch.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/S2OXegIBQ2I/AAAAAAAACQU/Z4IMZ7Jrm0w/s1600-h/January+2010+021.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/S2OXegIBQ2I/AAAAAAAACQU/Z4IMZ7Jrm0w/s400/January+2010+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432352125814391650" border="0" /></a>Daniel's birthday guests (several boys from his kindergarten class<br />and several friends from church)<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/S2OWOMy9ZNI/AAAAAAAACQM/aAXn9pOYkU0/s1600-h/January+2010+019.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/S2OWOMy9ZNI/AAAAAAAACQM/aAXn9pOYkU0/s400/January+2010+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432350746236249298" border="0" /></a>Birthday cookies for my child who does not like cake.<br /><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/S2OYDDJUwMI/AAAAAAAACQc/_G1k1chAnPU/s1600-h/January+2010+031.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/S2OYDDJUwMI/AAAAAAAACQc/_G1k1chAnPU/s400/January+2010+031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432352753690394818" border="0" /></a>Some of Daniel's cards and the football craft we made.<br /><br /></div>Stange Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12440314526596808208noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099968619104112879.post-45012429484423832682009-12-28T12:24:00.006-05:002009-12-28T12:46:55.857-05:00Snow...And Lots of It!<div style="text-align: center;">The Philadelphia area does not tend to get much snow. Some winters we don't get anything at all. Last week, much to our children's delight, we got over a foot. Some places near us got up to 2 feet! All the kids wanted to do was play in it. So, every day until it melted they spent an hour or so enjoying it. I, on the other hand, watched from the kitchen window! Growing up in Western New York and then living in the Pocono Mountains, I think I've seen a lifetime of snow already! haha<br /><br />Our friend Josh helped the kids build a snow fort. <br />A few days later, they were able to dig a hole in the bottom<br /> which they then lightly covered declaring<br />that it was their fort's secret emergency exit. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/Szjt0MWl0VI/AAAAAAAACQE/3qsSBtPyXMg/s1600-h/December+2009+155.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/Szjt0MWl0VI/AAAAAAAACQE/3qsSBtPyXMg/s400/December+2009+155.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420343632465350994" border="0" /></a><br />I kept seeing Daniel rolling around in the snow!<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/SzjtQDToAfI/AAAAAAAACP8/BJvbTWp4S3M/s1600-h/December+2009+145.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/SzjtQDToAfI/AAAAAAAACP8/BJvbTWp4S3M/s400/December+2009+145.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420343011561701874" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Here's Jay taking a flying leap into the snow in our backyard. <br />Needless to say, he was a little bit excited!<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/Szjr3nI6znI/AAAAAAAACP0/XxF64HVoUf4/s1600-h/December+2009+149.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/Szjr3nI6znI/AAAAAAAACP0/XxF64HVoUf4/s400/December+2009+149.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420341492172115570" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">After the storm was over, the entire area was blanketed by a beautiful snow. I thought our house looked pretty surrounded by the snow and the blue sky.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/SzjqxGsbyqI/AAAAAAAACPs/y_4ZfrLl6QY/s1600-h/December+2009+166.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/SzjqxGsbyqI/AAAAAAAACPs/y_4ZfrLl6QY/s400/December+2009+166.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420340280871864994" border="0" /></a>Stange Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12440314526596808208noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099968619104112879.post-51135612862663355592009-12-15T21:09:00.006-05:002009-12-15T21:23:19.172-05:00Julia's Birthday Part 3 of 3<div style="text-align: center;">Today Julia had a Prince/Princess Birthday Lunch. She invited her 3 and 4 year old friends to a Prince/Princess Lunch. They were to come dressed up and have lunch with her in celebration of her birthday. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/SyhB17mDf2I/AAAAAAAACPU/tOSWLxr0PJs/s1600-h/December+2009+094.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/SyhB17mDf2I/AAAAAAAACPU/tOSWLxr0PJs/s400/December+2009+094.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415650946699198306" border="0" /></a>Pictured: Sir Ben, the Knight, Grumpy Dwarf (aka Daniel), Princess Laura, Princess Darby,<br />Sir Zeke, the Knight, Snow White (aka Julia), and Cinderella (aka Ella Kate).<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/SyhDJEl8oDI/AAAAAAAACPc/x1ulYHhJ5iE/s1600-h/December+2009+096.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/SyhDJEl8oDI/AAAAAAAACPc/x1ulYHhJ5iE/s400/December+2009+096.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415652375043809330" border="0" /></a>For lunch we had:<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Ariel's</span> Mac & Cheese <span style="font-style: italic;">Shells</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Sleeping Beauty's</span> PB&J Spinning <span style="font-style: italic;">Wheels</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Cinderella's Magic Wands</span> (Pretzels Sticks with Mini Marshmallows on top)<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Snow White's Non-poisonous Apples</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Belle's Royal Punch</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Tinkerbelle's </span>Mini-cupcakes with<span style="font-style: italic;"> Fairy Dust</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/SyhD5PJD5ZI/AAAAAAAACPk/bms1N9r94fU/s1600-h/December+2009+100.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/SyhD5PJD5ZI/AAAAAAAACPk/bms1N9r94fU/s400/December+2009+100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415653202509161874" border="0" /></a>Then we did a finger puppet theater craft...Princess-themed of course!<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">They had such fun!<br /></div><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"></span>Stange Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12440314526596808208noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099968619104112879.post-87322886870274373672009-12-15T16:23:00.006-05:002009-12-15T18:43:51.005-05:00Julia's Birthday Parts 1 & 2 of 3<div style="text-align: center;">Yesterday was Julia's birthday. She's now four. She had quite line-up of<br />birthday celebrations.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">First, on Saturday, we went to a friends' house to celebrate both Julia and Ella's birthdays. Ella is 364 days younger than Julia. After lunch, we went to Chuck E. Cheese. So, that was part one.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Part 2 was yesterday. We went to Chick-fil-a at her request and then came back<br />and she opened her presents.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">She got an "American Girl" (or maybe it's a good replica of) named Amanda. <br />Now she can play with Hannah and her Samantha. :)<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/SygdTuYFxaI/AAAAAAAACPM/DMiLQnvroac/s1600-h/December+2009+091.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/SygdTuYFxaI/AAAAAAAACPM/DMiLQnvroac/s400/December+2009+091.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415610776616813986" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Here she is with the presents from her Nanie and PopPop. They left them here<br />for her when they were here for Thanksgiving.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/SygcF0vg8RI/AAAAAAAACPE/NQMiPRuIdNY/s1600-h/December+2009+087.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/SygcF0vg8RI/AAAAAAAACPE/NQMiPRuIdNY/s400/December+2009+087.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415609438295879954" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Her Daddy burned her a cd with all her favorite songs on it. <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">She was so excited that she had her very own cd!<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/Syf_AGQLsmI/AAAAAAAACO8/QkrUHNvtzWI/s1600-h/December+2009+079.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/Syf_AGQLsmI/AAAAAAAACO8/QkrUHNvtzWI/s400/December+2009+079.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415577454079881826" border="0" /></a>Stange Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12440314526596808208noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099968619104112879.post-83801156159557148922009-12-10T09:10:00.003-05:002009-12-16T22:18:53.590-05:00The Way a Kid Brain ThinksCheck out the question I was asked yesterday after Daniel (almost 6) and Julia (will be 4 next week) had this conversation:<br /><br />Julia: "Daniel, I saw birds flying the shape of an "S"!"<br /><br />Daniel: "Cool! Mom, what does it mean when birds fly in an "S"?"<br /><br />Me: "What?"<br /><br />Daniel: "I know what it means when they fly in a "V", and when they fly in an "O" that means something is dead, so what does it mean when they fly in an "S"?"<br /><br />I love moments when you get to see how a Kid's brain is working.Stange Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12440314526596808208noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099968619104112879.post-7852579933294229422009-12-02T23:06:00.003-05:002009-12-02T23:10:51.779-05:00Is This Normal?After arriving home following Bible study tonight, I sent the kids upstairs to get ready for bed. "Please do it efficiently," I said, "I'm tired and would like you to get to bed quickly." Some shuffling and other kid noises followed as they began to get ready for bed.<br />A few moments later, the boys came charging downstairs with the following news...Jay: "Mom, I punched out Daniel's tooth!" Daniel: "He did! See?" They were both thrilled.<br />Now, Daniel's tooth had been loose, but really, was the punching necessary? I don't know I just had a sister growing up...<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/Sxc5tBnopaI/AAAAAAAACOw/6a4_0_yNplo/s1600-h/December+2009+043.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/Sxc5tBnopaI/AAAAAAAACOw/6a4_0_yNplo/s400/December+2009+043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410856923000513954" border="0" /></a>The reenactment...Jay showing the punch and Daniel showing his newly lost tooth.<br /></div>Stange Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12440314526596808208noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099968619104112879.post-32823951738927869122009-11-30T20:55:00.010-05:002009-12-01T13:31:48.153-05:00Thanksgiving<div style="text-align: center;">I love Thanksgiving. It is by far my favorite holiday of the year.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Here are a few highlights of the tradition...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">This is at my Uncle Kevin and Aunt Patrice's house. We meet here each year for dessert, football watching and Christmas carol singing. The two favorite songs are "Silver Bells" and "12 Days of Christmas." Aunt Patrice always directs the mayhem. <br />Oh, and I think I counted 44 people. There are 3 sets of original couples (my Mom and two of her brothers); myself and 8 cousins (and some spouses);<br />and 21 second cousins (I think that's what they're considered).<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/SxVd63gK28I/AAAAAAAACOo/vivod_ohO9w/s1600/November+2009+080.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/SxVd63gK28I/AAAAAAAACOo/vivod_ohO9w/s400/November+2009+080.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410333793268194242" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">This is my "Uncle" Joe (long time friends of the family). He has always entertained the kids (used to be my sister and I, now it's our kids) with his expansive train sets. I love watching the kids' faces and seeing it bring joy to Uncle Joe.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/SxVcJWhdRJI/AAAAAAAACOg/mb5z5dJBSlQ/s1600/November+2009+084.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/SxVcJWhdRJI/AAAAAAAACOg/mb5z5dJBSlQ/s400/November+2009+084.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410331843090007186" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">The cousins have such fun together. Our kids are the "big" cousins<br />and they take their role very seriously. :)<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/SxVbLxMXXGI/AAAAAAAACOY/M-M9iTEgQOE/s1600/November+2009+053.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/SxVbLxMXXGI/AAAAAAAACOY/M-M9iTEgQOE/s400/November+2009+053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410330785097407586" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Daniel and my Dad<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/SxVZvcuTB5I/AAAAAAAACOQ/JNgochfB8vo/s1600/November+2009+089.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/SxVZvcuTB5I/AAAAAAAACOQ/JNgochfB8vo/s400/November+2009+089.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410329199054620562" border="0" /></a><br />Julia and my Aunt Linda<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/SxR6wxRA9WI/AAAAAAAACOI/ST_ST0Adib0/s1600/November+2009+037.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/SxR6wxRA9WI/AAAAAAAACOI/ST_ST0Adib0/s400/November+2009+037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410084030655821154" border="0" /></a><br />Hannah and my Mom<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/SxR4Xji3_RI/AAAAAAAACOA/5ZHKjZzsx70/s1600/November+2009+033.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/SxR4Xji3_RI/AAAAAAAACOA/5ZHKjZzsx70/s400/November+2009+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410081398452649234" border="0" /></a><br />And so the countdown begins for next year...<br /></div>Stange Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12440314526596808208noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099968619104112879.post-75537508388214738172009-11-10T09:47:00.007-05:002009-11-10T10:03:20.520-05:00A Few Fall Crafts<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/Svl_50VhVbI/AAAAAAAACN4/me2Wk1Dv1o4/s1600-h/October+2009+200.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/Svl_50VhVbI/AAAAAAAACN4/me2Wk1Dv1o4/s400/October+2009+200.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402489859285800370" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">There is a book called, <span style="font-style: italic;">Leaf Man</span>, where the author/artist creates pictures of different things using various types of leaves. It is so creative and interesting to look at, that we decided to collect leaves and make Leaf Turkeys. It was fun to look at leaves and try and figure out<br />what part of the turkey they could be. The kids had a blast walking around our<br />neighborhood and picking up leaves.<br />The first picture is Hannah's. She made several different turkeys, some of which are facing to the side. I was impressed with her creativity.<br />The second picture is Julia's. With a little assistance, she did a great job!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">( I tried ironing them between wax paper but was quite disappointed in how they turned out...apparently wax paper isn't as waxy as it once was. The leaves move around inside if they aren't carried just right.)<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/Svl_WRRmpxI/AAAAAAAACNw/59EH5jwngV0/s1600-h/October+2009+198.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/Svl_WRRmpxI/AAAAAAAACNw/59EH5jwngV0/s400/October+2009+198.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402489248578709266" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/Svl-XlzlqqI/AAAAAAAACNo/4Y7tc_R4JJg/s1600-h/Heckman+Yearbook+2009and2010+029.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/Svl-XlzlqqI/AAAAAAAACNo/4Y7tc_R4JJg/s400/Heckman+Yearbook+2009and2010+029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402488171758201506" border="0" /></a>Daniel had to "dress" Curious George for a costume party as a Kindergarten project.<br />Daniel LOVES Donovan McNabb (from the Philadelphia Eagles),<br />so he had fun dressing George like him.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/Svl9ot04E5I/AAAAAAAACNg/7mgE6HLXlyc/s1600-h/November+2009+019.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/Svl9ot04E5I/AAAAAAAACNg/7mgE6HLXlyc/s400/November+2009+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402487366457234322" border="0" /></a>This was a school project as well. Jay had to decorate the turkey so that the turkey could "hide" at Thanksgiving time. We chose to make the turkey look like a cow.<br /></div>Stange Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12440314526596808208noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099968619104112879.post-68048401791812181852009-11-05T17:43:00.003-05:002009-11-06T08:30:11.417-05:00Halloween<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/SvNVzpaijiI/AAAAAAAACNQ/x-5nw3iYUpQ/s1600-h/October+2009+203.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/SvNVzpaijiI/AAAAAAAACNQ/x-5nw3iYUpQ/s400/October+2009+203.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400754723926216226" border="0" /></a>So, this year is brought to you by a Chef, a Kitty, the Thing (from Fantastic4), and a Ninja.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/SvNWp6wm0LI/AAAAAAAACNY/qYIAL6T69D8/s1600-h/October+2009+205.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/SvNWp6wm0LI/AAAAAAAACNY/qYIAL6T69D8/s400/October+2009+205.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400755656295108786" border="0" /></a>This was our first year trick or treating in our neighborhood...it's a jackpot! We actually quit when the kids were having a hard time managing their buckets! What fun!<br /></div>Stange Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12440314526596808208noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099968619104112879.post-49745052390603101412009-10-29T15:01:00.007-04:002009-10-29T15:19:02.872-04:00Cousins<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/Sunp3Yj9_ZI/AAAAAAAACNI/9ECLJTeLVsk/s1600-h/October+2009+136.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/Sunp3Yj9_ZI/AAAAAAAACNI/9ECLJTeLVsk/s400/October+2009+136.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398102766075641234" border="0" /></a>All eight: (starting at 12 o'oclock): Jay (7.5), Rebekah (4.5), Hannah (9), Erika (7 mos.), Julia (almost 4), Ryan (nearing 3), Daniel (nearing 6), Joey (4.5).<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/SunpI6PreCI/AAAAAAAACNA/OekFTDknH6k/s1600-h/October+2009+133.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/SunpI6PreCI/AAAAAAAACNA/OekFTDknH6k/s400/October+2009+133.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398101967663495202" border="0" /></a>Erika (7 months), Julia (almost 4), Bekah (4.5), and Ryan (will be 3 in January)<br />We have to dress Rebekah and Julia differently and do their hair differently or else we spend the whole day mixing the two of them up. They are roughly the same size, have similar hair, and their voices sound similar.</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/Sunnw8KuqDI/AAAAAAAACM4/sLiNpX-Rth0/s1600-h/October+2009+107.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/Sunnw8KuqDI/AAAAAAAACM4/sLiNpX-Rth0/s400/October+2009+107.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398100456351115314" border="0" /></a><br />So, the kids have gotten whatever it is that has been going around and have been pretty sick for the past 2 weeks or so which hasn't exactly lent itself to many picture perfect moments.<br />However, last week my sister and her kids (so, 8 kids 9 and under in one house) came for a visit. Thought you'd enjoy a few cute shots of the cousins all together.Stange Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12440314526596808208noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099968619104112879.post-25701422360295486292009-09-18T09:18:00.000-04:002009-09-18T09:18:00.921-04:00Super Cute Ring Bearer and Flower GirlDaniel and Julia were in another wedding this past Saturday (I think we should "hire" them out, they seem to be popular). This time it was for a cousin's wedding. Now, I am the first to admit that they are super cute, so I don't blame people for wanting them to be in their wedding.<br /><div align="center">Last time Daniel was the ring bearer (last December), he was quite upset when he discovered that he had to carry a pillow with NO rings on it. When the bride of this wedding asked him if he would be the ring bearer in their wedding, he asked if he would get to actually <em>carry</em> the rings. I explained, and she laughed and told him "absolutely." So, Daniel agreed to the job.</div><br /><div align="center">On our way to the wedding, Daniel was fussing about having to be so dressed up, to which John said, "that's my boy. Boys don't like being so dressed up, we only do it because the girls like it." But, oh, did he look handsome.</div><br /><div align="center">Julia, of course, loved every minute of it.</div><br /><div align="center">Unfortunately, I forgot my camera, so I had to rely on pictures from a few other people. I'm sure the photographer from the wedding got a lot of really cute shots. They looked completely adorable together.</div><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 302px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381754524925067746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/Sq_VOgaCgeI/AAAAAAAACMo/l--_yzsNa30/s400/wedding.jpg" /><br />Julia LOVED the flowers she got to have. She had two in her hair and a ball of them to carry down the aisle. Here she is at Krispy Kreme donut shop enjoying a donut and chocolate milk (I know, a risk while wearing all white) while we waited for it to be time for the reception.<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/Sq_U7n0MoHI/AAAAAAAACMg/dtk9bxoA1W0/s1600-h/wedding+1.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381754200496316530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/Sq_U7n0MoHI/AAAAAAAACMg/dtk9bxoA1W0/s400/wedding+1.jpg" /></a><br />Here Daniel is showing all of his stains on his shirt...grass stains, dirt, coffee...he's ready for his debut with Tide!<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381756642225255266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/Sq_XJv9vc2I/AAAAAAAACMw/aac5rixaCNc/s400/wedding+2.jpg" /></div><br /><div></div>Stange Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12440314526596808208noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099968619104112879.post-37411937038836487962009-09-15T13:48:00.003-04:002009-09-15T13:53:02.470-04:00Let the Games Begin<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/Sq_UQyclV0I/AAAAAAAACMQ/ZZhSNvidwkg/s1600-h/Jay+018.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381753464615688002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/Sq_UQyclV0I/AAAAAAAACMQ/ZZhSNvidwkg/s400/Jay+018.jpg" /></a><br /><div>This is how we all dressed on Sunday to commemorate the beginning of the new football season and to show our support for the Philadelphia Eagles. I was the only one who didn't have anything with the Eagles logo (so, I picked something that was the correct color), but I fixed that yesterday when I found a McNabb jersey for $13. Jay was a little disappointed that he didn't have a jersey, so I found one on the $13 rack for him, too. So, next week, we'll all be sporting our Eagles wardrobe.</div>Stange Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12440314526596808208noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099968619104112879.post-78053353892241866352009-09-05T08:48:00.001-04:002009-09-05T08:48:00.315-04:00Daniel Looks Like My Dad<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/Sp_KC9UO2cI/AAAAAAAACMI/5oPeVFHqIkQ/s1600-h/September+2009+003.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377238632271632834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/Sp_KC9UO2cI/AAAAAAAACMI/5oPeVFHqIkQ/s400/September+2009+003.jpg" /></a><br /><div>We noticed when Daniel was quite little that he resembled my Dad (which by the way, they both have the same middle name). I think the similarities have increased as Daniel has gotten older. </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Here is a picture of my Dad at age eight (I think):</div><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/SpfSSQstIvI/AAAAAAAACKw/hEMeHYwkHG4/s1600-h/Dad+looks+like+Daniel.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374995891451929330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/SpfSSQstIvI/AAAAAAAACKw/hEMeHYwkHG4/s400/Dad+looks+like+Daniel.jpg" /></a> </div>Stange Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12440314526596808208noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099968619104112879.post-33005459347225596742009-09-03T09:31:00.001-04:002009-09-03T09:49:04.646-04:00First Day, Part 2<div align="center">Daniel's first day of Kindergarten was Wednesday. He was so excited that he was up way too early, dressed, ate his breakfast, brushed his teeth with his backpack on, and practically ran all the way to the bus stop.</div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/Sp_ITA_z7mI/AAAAAAAACMA/cTltV7qHKno/s1600-h/September+2009+022.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377236709114375778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/Sp_ITA_z7mI/AAAAAAAACMA/cTltV7qHKno/s400/September+2009+022.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/Sp_HWVft7gI/AAAAAAAACL4/6HQsBiegNn4/s1600-h/September+2009+026.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377235666644889090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/Sp_HWVft7gI/AAAAAAAACL4/6HQsBiegNn4/s400/September+2009+026.jpg" /></a> He had a great first day. According to him, his teacher is really nice, </div><div align="center">and the bus goes REALLY fast.<br />After lunch, he and Julia sat down to watch Pinocchio and he was out in minutes. I woke him up when it was time to walk to the bus stop to get Hannah and Jay, and he was mad that he hadn't gotten to watch Pinocchio, denying that he fell asleep :)</div><div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/Sp_F_h_mhNI/AAAAAAAACLw/4ZhoK_fzl0s/s1600-h/September+2009+027.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377234175351227602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/Sp_F_h_mhNI/AAAAAAAACLw/4ZhoK_fzl0s/s400/September+2009+027.jpg" /></a> He is eager and excited to go again tomorrow...I'm so glad.</div>Stange Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12440314526596808208noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099968619104112879.post-14151093254621433542009-09-01T21:08:00.006-04:002009-09-01T21:31:03.255-04:00The First Day<div align="center"> Well, I...uh, I mean, they, made it through the first day of a new school year in a new school. Here are Jay and Hannah standing in front of our house right before we walked to the bus stop. Thankfully, they were excited.<br /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376672297341643794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/Sp3G97S7bBI/AAAAAAAACLY/oS6cICl8Pzc/s400/September+2009+007.jpg" /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376671363962273474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/Sp3GHmL8fsI/AAAAAAAACLQ/BDu49buloY4/s400/September+2009+004.jpg" /><br /><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Here's the crew waiting for the bus to come. </div><div align="center">The girl in the center is our neighbor and good friend, Danielle. </div><div align="center">Hannah and Danielle were disappointed that they weren't in the same class at school.</div><div align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376673535010971218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/Sp3IF9-SnlI/AAAAAAAACLg/fAuhV_z-xGc/s400/September+2009+008.jpg" /> I thought this picture was cute...Daniel and Julia sitting on the curb</div><div align="center"> waiting for Hannah and Jay's bus to arrive.<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376674281878412754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/Sp3IxcRXXdI/AAAAAAAACLo/sLPP6Xwf1Zk/s400/September+2009+012.jpg" />Hannah and Jay both had glowing reports of their day, their teacher, their new friends...</div>I thought it was cute, though, when I checked Jay's bag to see if there was anything in it that I needed to see/fill out, I discovered all the supplies I had sent him with. When I asked him about it, he replied, "When Mrs. Jewett said to pack everything up and get ready to go home, I put it all back in my backpack." Apparently, he didn't realize that all that stuff just stayed at school :)<br /><br />Tomorrow, Daniel goes to school, too. He's in half-day kindergarten, so he'll only be gone from 8:50-11:50. When I turned out the light in his room tonight, I heard his cute voice say softly, "Don't worry, Mom. It won't be too long before I'm back." Oh, I thought I was going to lose it. I laid down next to him and hugged him, and he added, "I'm going to miss you." Tomorrow might prove to be harder than today...Stange Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12440314526596808208noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8099968619104112879.post-41808159119517475452009-08-30T08:44:00.000-04:002009-08-30T08:44:00.372-04:00Hannah's Sunflower<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/SpfR70O2N-I/AAAAAAAACKo/KpkdRVGpMHY/s1600-h/Summer+2009+491.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374995505853380578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KVzrkApj7tU/SpfR70O2N-I/AAAAAAAACKo/KpkdRVGpMHY/s400/Summer+2009+491.jpg" /></a><br /><div>Hannah planted this sunflower from a seed back in the spring. Oh, how it has grown! We have enjoyed watching it's progress (once we figured out that that particular sprout was a sunflower, since they weren't labeled). Now it is huge...</div><br /><div>I'm not sure why it is drooping...anybody have any suggestions? Also, we'd love to be able to make sunflower seeds to eat...any suggestions for that?</div>Stange Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12440314526596808208noreply@blogger.com1