<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382534359411787227</id><updated>2011-07-08T01:12:40.148-04:00</updated><title type='text'>NiHao Y'all</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>NiHao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11307769704391522475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SLU2A30coUI/AAAAAAAAACM/XO5L8Azyk6M/S220/Family+1692.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382534359411787227.post-1090422548776833694</id><published>2009-12-11T00:20:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T00:55:36.490-05:00</updated><title type='text'>6 months....really??</title><content type='html'>Has it really been 6 months since I posted? goodness how time flys! I can't tell you how busy I have been...so busy in fact it took me getting sick and stuck on the couch for a few days to make a post. &lt;br /&gt; Lets see...where do I begin? Well, Rick has graduated Nursing school and is now empolyed (thanks be to God) and Eric has been to Basic and most of AIT at Fort Leonard Wood. Just three weeks before graduation he fractured his hip so he is currently on CON (convelesant (sp??) leave). He has to return on January 4th to be re-evaluated medically before he can continue. They will either send him home for another 30 days or let him pick up where he left off. He is doing good but has some pain.&lt;br /&gt; Stacie has just completed her first semester working towards her masters degree. We almost lost her to an elementary school in Texas but thankfully (and yes I say that as a selfish mother) she chose to continue her education. &lt;br /&gt; Ryan and Emma are just being...well...Ryan and Emma. Ryan is now a sophmore and Emma "can't wait" to start school. So much so she has asked me if I can start homeschool so she does not have to wait. Oh I wish I could but work, which is a necessary evil, keeps me from doing that. &lt;br /&gt; Sam is our really big news event. Are you ready? (insert drum roll here) we are now oxygen free!!!! and I mean totally, as in they came and picked it up and carted it away!!!!! He is also down to only one medication a month, of course it is the really expensive one but you wont find me complaining. He is doing good. He is making a transition into the school system as far as his speech and is being referred to them for physical and occupational therapy. We are also checking into taking him to NY so that he can go to a clinic that specializes in DiGeorge Syndrome/ VCFS.&lt;br /&gt; Speaking of which...Me and another mother have started meetings in East Tennessee for DiGeorge Syndrome. It is the only support group of its kind in Tennessee. Its called Little faces big hearts of East Tennessee. I am very excited about that. &lt;br /&gt; I am adding some photos of things that happened the past 6 months and I promise I will really try harder to, at the very least, do a monthly update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SyHclZFdCeI/AAAAAAAAAVY/p-Vfh1pZk4A/s1600-h/IMG_2267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SyHclZFdCeI/AAAAAAAAAVY/p-Vfh1pZk4A/s200/IMG_2267.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413850762023078370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SyHck6BW7jI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/0UV3tE_JjTs/s1600-h/079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SyHck6BW7jI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/0UV3tE_JjTs/s200/079.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413850753684401714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SyHcksce9PI/AAAAAAAAAVI/Ax1ZMZO3-eo/s1600-h/080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SyHdfgAIl7I/AAAAAAAAAWA/slU8dUaS1Lc/s200/IMG_2401.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413851760312227762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SyHdfC9hngI/AAAAAAAAAV4/NZyjtRSoLkg/s1600-h/IMG_2388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SyHdfC9hngI/AAAAAAAAAV4/NZyjtRSoLkg/s200/IMG_2388.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413851752516656642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SyHdet2CGlI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3lDlcTZUFdY/s1600-h/IMG_2419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SyHdet2CGlI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3lDlcTZUFdY/s200/IMG_2419.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413851746848086610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SyHdeNkXcxI/AAAAAAAAAVo/2ESw-nqzqK8/s1600-h/IMG_2354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SyHdeNkXcxI/AAAAAAAAAVo/2ESw-nqzqK8/s200/IMG_2354.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413851738184053522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SyHdd_QAmtI/AAAAAAAAAVg/QuzbAxcjZ7M/s1600-h/IMG_2351.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SyHdd_QAmtI/AAAAAAAAAVg/QuzbAxcjZ7M/s200/IMG_2351.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413851734340573906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SyHeTxttw2I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/AO67jDaixk8/s1600-h/149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SyHeTxttw2I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/AO67jDaixk8/s200/149.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413852658420007778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SyHeTfFjTeI/AAAAAAAAAWI/QfYeguQnikE/s1600-h/148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SyHeTfFjTeI/AAAAAAAAAWI/QfYeguQnikE/s200/148.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413852653419711970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3382534359411787227-1090422548776833694?l=nihao-yall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/feeds/1090422548776833694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3382534359411787227&amp;postID=1090422548776833694&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/1090422548776833694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/1090422548776833694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/2009/12/6-monthsreally.html' title='6 months....really??'/><author><name>NiHao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11307769704391522475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SLU2A30coUI/AAAAAAAAACM/XO5L8Azyk6M/S220/Family+1692.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SyHclZFdCeI/AAAAAAAAAVY/p-Vfh1pZk4A/s72-c/IMG_2267.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382534359411787227.post-3146169690366034795</id><published>2009-06-23T03:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T04:02:07.815-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This is the first picture I ever saw of Sam...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SkCH3xy65hI/AAAAAAAAAUM/Ia16AbiZDk8/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 189px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SkCH3xy65hI/AAAAAAAAAUM/Ia16AbiZDk8/s400/1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350425749645616658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Have I ever told you how he came to be our son?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 6 weeks after returning from China with Emma I saw a plea on the New Day website for a boy called "peter". "Doctors cant help him here" it said..might someone in the U.S be willing to "take on his medical needs"...It was only than that I clicked the link to his picture and fell in love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I emailed the foster home in China and asked if we could start looking to find him medical treatment and sponsorship in the U.S. They welcomed ANY help. They were trying to save his life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had been trying to find medical help for him in the United States but were not having any luck. Finally (after another rejection) I said &lt;strong&gt;"God if you want us to help this little boy you have to open some doors. I cant do it on my own. Tell me what &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you want me to do"&lt;/strong&gt; Less than 5 min. later I got on the internet and I had a email from Sam's foster home director asking if we wanted to adopt Sam...I emailed back..."Yes, just let me ask my husband"...LOL..Good thing he is so good natured. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently his file was just being released to an agency and she knew someone who could help us get in contact with the agency, which is not normal by the way. They never know who is getting the files. His story is filled with a lot of "not normals" though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... that night as I was convincing my husband that this indeed was our son (which he already knew) I said if we get him lets name him Samuel John...Samuel because we like it and John because it is Rick's middle name. He liked it...Said it was a good name for his new son...and lets go for it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day I looked the meaning up and Samuel means "God Heard". John means "God is gracious or God Gives" so God heard my prayer and God Gave us a son. We knew for sure it was his will that Samuel be our son!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3382534359411787227-3146169690366034795?l=nihao-yall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/feeds/3146169690366034795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3382534359411787227&amp;postID=3146169690366034795&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/3146169690366034795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/3146169690366034795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-is-first-picture-i-ever-saw-of-sam.html' title='This is the first picture I ever saw of Sam...'/><author><name>NiHao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11307769704391522475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SLU2A30coUI/AAAAAAAAACM/XO5L8Azyk6M/S220/Family+1692.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SkCH3xy65hI/AAAAAAAAAUM/Ia16AbiZDk8/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382534359411787227.post-6256442507505131455</id><published>2009-06-22T08:40:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T08:43:25.660-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Is this the cutest thing or what?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/Sj98OXyVFzI/AAAAAAAAAUE/Kx_QeDQFnPw/s1600-h/IMG_1552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/Sj98OXyVFzI/AAAAAAAAAUE/Kx_QeDQFnPw/s400/IMG_1552.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350131468684564274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...here is my picture for today. The bat is as big as she is I swear!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3382534359411787227-6256442507505131455?l=nihao-yall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/feeds/6256442507505131455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3382534359411787227&amp;postID=6256442507505131455&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/6256442507505131455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/6256442507505131455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/2009/06/is-this-cutest-thing-or-what.html' title='Is this the cutest thing or what?'/><author><name>NiHao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11307769704391522475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SLU2A30coUI/AAAAAAAAACM/XO5L8Azyk6M/S220/Family+1692.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/Sj98OXyVFzI/AAAAAAAAAUE/Kx_QeDQFnPw/s72-c/IMG_1552.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382534359411787227.post-3336831232086421602</id><published>2009-06-19T23:19:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T23:21:24.628-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok..I am really bad at this picture a day thing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SjxVW_J_9AI/AAAAAAAAAT8/8BPRYXN-ZRo/s1600-h/1648_45424_1130840988120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 224px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SjxVW_J_9AI/AAAAAAAAAT8/8BPRYXN-ZRo/s400/1648_45424_1130840988120.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349244310808163330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe I will try one a week. Anyway this is one I took on the Great Wall of China. I was amazed at how steep it was. I really want to go back and walk on it again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3382534359411787227-3336831232086421602?l=nihao-yall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/feeds/3336831232086421602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3382534359411787227&amp;postID=3336831232086421602&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/3336831232086421602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/3336831232086421602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/2009/06/oki-am-really-bad-at-this-picture-day.html' title='Ok..I am really bad at this picture a day thing!'/><author><name>NiHao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11307769704391522475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SLU2A30coUI/AAAAAAAAACM/XO5L8Azyk6M/S220/Family+1692.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SjxVW_J_9AI/AAAAAAAAAT8/8BPRYXN-ZRo/s72-c/1648_45424_1130840988120.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382534359411787227.post-2813400723084279549</id><published>2009-06-13T21:50:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T22:13:50.416-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back online...</title><content type='html'>I am finally back online and trying to get all of my post published. Keep checking back to catch up with whats been going on. &lt;br /&gt; While adding the photos to my post I was able to go thru all of our old family photos...aaahhh the memories! &lt;br /&gt; I have enjoyed it so much that I decided to add a photo a day from the past so here is the first one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SjRcagj0bJI/AAAAAAAAATk/DRzDAJZ352c/s1600-h/Family+1068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SjRcagj0bJI/AAAAAAAAATk/DRzDAJZ352c/s400/Family+1068.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347000268082146450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This was taken of my dad and me in Russia in 2004 and while it is not my favorite picture of me it is one of my favorite ones of my dad. He looks so content! we had a great time and I will treasure the memory of our time together forever!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3382534359411787227-2813400723084279549?l=nihao-yall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/feeds/2813400723084279549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3382534359411787227&amp;postID=2813400723084279549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/2813400723084279549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/2813400723084279549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/2009/06/back-online.html' title='Back online...'/><author><name>NiHao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11307769704391522475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SLU2A30coUI/AAAAAAAAACM/XO5L8Azyk6M/S220/Family+1692.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SjRcagj0bJI/AAAAAAAAATk/DRzDAJZ352c/s72-c/Family+1068.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382534359411787227.post-4863792912929366707</id><published>2009-05-28T20:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T22:14:46.010-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Did I tell you....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SjRLidDQyMI/AAAAAAAAASE/KgI2NO0bo5g/s1600-h/Ben.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 165px; height: 220px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SjRLidDQyMI/AAAAAAAAASE/KgI2NO0bo5g/s400/Ben.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346981712881567938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That our nephew is home safe and sound? Thanks for all the prayers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3382534359411787227-4863792912929366707?l=nihao-yall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/feeds/4863792912929366707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3382534359411787227&amp;postID=4863792912929366707&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/4863792912929366707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/4863792912929366707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/2009/06/did-i-tell-you.html' title='Did I tell you....'/><author><name>NiHao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11307769704391522475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SLU2A30coUI/AAAAAAAAACM/XO5L8Azyk6M/S220/Family+1692.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SjRLidDQyMI/AAAAAAAAASE/KgI2NO0bo5g/s72-c/Ben.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382534359411787227.post-5454653900194617588</id><published>2009-05-26T21:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T21:24:22.448-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I recently learned two things...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SjRNz9DwFqI/AAAAAAAAASc/9s2243h5WOo/s1600-h/IMG_1447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SjRNz9DwFqI/AAAAAAAAASc/9s2243h5WOo/s400/IMG_1447.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346984212554585762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 1) When you hand a camera to a 4 year old he will take photos of anyone and &lt;br /&gt;    anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 2) Sam is a boob man&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3382534359411787227-5454653900194617588?l=nihao-yall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/feeds/5454653900194617588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3382534359411787227&amp;postID=5454653900194617588&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/5454653900194617588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/5454653900194617588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-recently-learned-two-things.html' title='I recently learned two things...'/><author><name>NiHao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11307769704391522475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SLU2A30coUI/AAAAAAAAACM/XO5L8Azyk6M/S220/Family+1692.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SjRNz9DwFqI/AAAAAAAAASc/9s2243h5WOo/s72-c/IMG_1447.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382534359411787227.post-2496270571831751499</id><published>2009-05-23T22:15:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T22:24:01.415-04:00</updated><title type='text'>She did it!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SjReVA9OUGI/AAAAAAAAATs/TvnSXPo1WGQ/s1600-h/all+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SjReVA9OUGI/AAAAAAAAATs/TvnSXPo1WGQ/s400/all+009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347002372722675810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND SO DID HE!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SjReqFr4RXI/AAAAAAAAAT0/hXTyVlqqsAY/s1600-h/Picture+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SjReqFr4RXI/AAAAAAAAAT0/hXTyVlqqsAY/s400/Picture+079.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347002734769358194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3382534359411787227-2496270571831751499?l=nihao-yall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/feeds/2496270571831751499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3382534359411787227&amp;postID=2496270571831751499&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/2496270571831751499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/2496270571831751499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/2009/05/she-did-it.html' title='She did it!!'/><author><name>NiHao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11307769704391522475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SLU2A30coUI/AAAAAAAAACM/XO5L8Azyk6M/S220/Family+1692.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SjReVA9OUGI/AAAAAAAAATs/TvnSXPo1WGQ/s72-c/all+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382534359411787227.post-6331330555231422204</id><published>2009-05-20T21:18:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T21:23:33.126-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Awards Night...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SjRQIp0lCaI/AAAAAAAAASk/TzKIRgI-tZc/s1600-h/IMG_1437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SjRQIp0lCaI/AAAAAAAAASk/TzKIRgI-tZc/s400/IMG_1437.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346986767191181730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eric recently had awards night at school and was awarded his educational "check" from his Army recruiter. We are so proud of his decision to join the Army reserve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3382534359411787227-6331330555231422204?l=nihao-yall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/feeds/6331330555231422204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3382534359411787227&amp;postID=6331330555231422204&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/6331330555231422204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/6331330555231422204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/2009/05/awards-night.html' title='Awards Night...'/><author><name>NiHao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11307769704391522475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SLU2A30coUI/AAAAAAAAACM/XO5L8Azyk6M/S220/Family+1692.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SjRQIp0lCaI/AAAAAAAAASk/TzKIRgI-tZc/s72-c/IMG_1437.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382534359411787227.post-8741220235081859555</id><published>2009-03-30T21:25:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T21:38:26.030-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The United Tour</title><content type='html'>Once again this year we voluntered to work the Stevan Curtis Chapman concert and help hand out lititure on Shoahanna's Hope. A foundation that helps orphans all over the world and in fact help bring our own Samuel home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This was the best concert EVER...not only did we get to speak to him this time and introduce him to Sam but he gave Sam his guitar pick! we told him that Sam likes to "play" his guitar and he just gave it to him!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SjRTy1QghmI/AAAAAAAAATE/ofgauWzVZj4/s1600-h/Eric+and+Logan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 384px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SjRTy1QghmI/AAAAAAAAATE/ofgauWzVZj4/s400/Eric+and+Logan.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346990790350505570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SjRTlO_OHZI/AAAAAAAAAS8/tQit2MO_KXk/s1600-h/IMG_1051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SjRTlO_OHZI/AAAAAAAAAS8/tQit2MO_KXk/s400/IMG_1051.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346990556739149202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SjRTWfc-uyI/AAAAAAAAAS0/nCgfIAeW4iU/s1600-h/IMG_1026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SjRTWfc-uyI/AAAAAAAAAS0/nCgfIAeW4iU/s400/IMG_1026.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346990303460899618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SjRSpP8K4WI/AAAAAAAAASs/x_StRWBAX-M/s1600-h/6a00d8341c61d153ef01156f7cdd63970b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 385px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SjRSpP8K4WI/AAAAAAAAASs/x_StRWBAX-M/s400/6a00d8341c61d153ef01156f7cdd63970b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346989526202638690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3382534359411787227-8741220235081859555?l=nihao-yall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/feeds/8741220235081859555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3382534359411787227&amp;postID=8741220235081859555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/8741220235081859555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/8741220235081859555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/2009/03/united-tour.html' title='The United Tour'/><author><name>NiHao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11307769704391522475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SLU2A30coUI/AAAAAAAAACM/XO5L8Azyk6M/S220/Family+1692.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SjRTy1QghmI/AAAAAAAAATE/ofgauWzVZj4/s72-c/Eric+and+Logan.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382534359411787227.post-8762291643740884076</id><published>2009-03-13T21:47:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T21:48:25.536-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Take a girl shoe shopping....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SjRWwnNihAI/AAAAAAAAATU/f9doyLEFhZQ/s1600-h/Picture+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SjRWwnNihAI/AAAAAAAAATU/f9doyLEFhZQ/s400/Picture+007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346994050755101698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                     and she turns into a monster!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3382534359411787227-8762291643740884076?l=nihao-yall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/feeds/8762291643740884076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3382534359411787227&amp;postID=8762291643740884076&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/8762291643740884076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/8762291643740884076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/2009/03/take-girl-shoe-shopping.html' title='Take a girl shoe shopping....'/><author><name>NiHao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11307769704391522475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SLU2A30coUI/AAAAAAAAACM/XO5L8Azyk6M/S220/Family+1692.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SjRWwnNihAI/AAAAAAAAATU/f9doyLEFhZQ/s72-c/Picture+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382534359411787227.post-2412355160713289567</id><published>2009-02-14T21:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T21:43:58.374-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines Day..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SjRVsXI0o8I/AAAAAAAAATM/qmZmBfMvQ9Q/s1600-h/Picture+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SjRVsXI0o8I/AAAAAAAAATM/qmZmBfMvQ9Q/s400/Picture+039.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346992878209246146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Valentines Day and Pizza...you gotta love the combination!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3382534359411787227-2412355160713289567?l=nihao-yall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/feeds/2412355160713289567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3382534359411787227&amp;postID=2412355160713289567&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/2412355160713289567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/2412355160713289567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentines Day..'/><author><name>NiHao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11307769704391522475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SLU2A30coUI/AAAAAAAAACM/XO5L8Azyk6M/S220/Family+1692.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SjRVsXI0o8I/AAAAAAAAATM/qmZmBfMvQ9Q/s72-c/Picture+039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382534359411787227.post-527180275335436194</id><published>2009-01-31T18:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T21:04:54.663-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Stacie!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SjRMqUduBsI/AAAAAAAAASM/_q8Bi1uTskg/s1600-h/IMG_1410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SjRMqUduBsI/AAAAAAAAASM/_q8Bi1uTskg/s400/IMG_1410.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346982947527198402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was my daughter Stacie's Birthday and I celebrate this day, as all big days in her life, reflecting on our lives together. Most of you who know me also know that I got pregnant with Stacie when I was just 15 years old. She was born just a few months past my 16th birthday. Her dad and I, against everyones better judgement and wishes, tried hard to make it work but truthfully we were just too young. Sadly a few weeks after her 3rd birthday we buried her father. He died unexpectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I became pregnant I was told by many people that I had "runined my life" and today I would like for them know.....my life only began after my daughter was born! she is my heart and soul and my best friend! I love you Stacie...I hope you have a Happy Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3382534359411787227-527180275335436194?l=nihao-yall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/feeds/527180275335436194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3382534359411787227&amp;postID=527180275335436194&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/527180275335436194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/527180275335436194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-birthday-stacie.html' title='Happy Birthday Stacie!!'/><author><name>NiHao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11307769704391522475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SLU2A30coUI/AAAAAAAAACM/XO5L8Azyk6M/S220/Family+1692.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SjRMqUduBsI/AAAAAAAAASM/_q8Bi1uTskg/s72-c/IMG_1410.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382534359411787227.post-959436608122364773</id><published>2009-01-26T07:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T20:09:54.757-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday "Tall Young Willow"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SX0MCdOp6oI/AAAAAAAAAQk/YKEyxo7NCyQ/s1600-h/Emma4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SX0MCdOp6oI/AAAAAAAAAQk/YKEyxo7NCyQ/s400/Emma4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295401973202938498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Our daugter Emma was born on January 26th 2005 and left for the Aiya's (auntie's) in China to care for until we came for her 9 months later. They gave her the name Gao Shao Liu which means Tall Young Willow. &lt;br /&gt; When I think of a young willow tree I imagine a beautiful tree with graceful drooping branches that sway in the wind, delicate like but still strong enough to weather the storms that will come. I cant imagine a more fitting name for her than that. She is graceful and strong, she is all girl and all tom boy all at the same time. She has proven she can weather a storm alone even while at her smallest and weakest and yet shown us that she is joyful that she no longer has to. &lt;br /&gt; Today was the Willow's birthday and she is 4 now. She is growing strong and graceful. Happy birthday Emma Grace ShaoLiu. We love you!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3382534359411787227-959436608122364773?l=nihao-yall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/feeds/959436608122364773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3382534359411787227&amp;postID=959436608122364773&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/959436608122364773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/959436608122364773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-birthday-tall-young-willow.html' title='Happy Birthday &quot;Tall Young Willow&quot;'/><author><name>NiHao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11307769704391522475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SLU2A30coUI/AAAAAAAAACM/XO5L8Azyk6M/S220/Family+1692.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SX0MCdOp6oI/AAAAAAAAAQk/YKEyxo7NCyQ/s72-c/Emma4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382534359411787227.post-3089114007043048451</id><published>2009-01-15T22:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T22:22:24.909-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My daughter the Princess...</title><content type='html'>Does that make me the queen? &lt;br /&gt;Emma informed me that she is going to marry a prince one day..but "dont tell cause It's a seceret."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3382534359411787227-3089114007043048451?l=nihao-yall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/feeds/3089114007043048451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3382534359411787227&amp;postID=3089114007043048451&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/3089114007043048451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/3089114007043048451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-daughter-princess.html' title='My daughter the Princess...'/><author><name>NiHao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11307769704391522475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SLU2A30coUI/AAAAAAAAACM/XO5L8Azyk6M/S220/Family+1692.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382534359411787227.post-7004928101774282294</id><published>2008-12-10T00:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:19:53.223-05:00</updated><title type='text'>These are a few of my favorite things...</title><content type='html'>Unseasonably warm weather; Watching Emma compete with the dog for the soccer ball and doing a "victory dance" when she wins; Seeing Sam push his bike up the hill and NOT be out of breath; Being able to cook dinner with my window open and hear my children laughing in the back yard; Spending time talking with Eric which doesn't happen enough lately; Watching Ryan do a book report on a book he really enjoyed reading; Listening to Stacie's plans on her future teaching career; Seeing the excitement in Sam's face when he say's "I can't wait for Santa to come!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3382534359411787227-7004928101774282294?l=nihao-yall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/feeds/7004928101774282294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3382534359411787227&amp;postID=7004928101774282294&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/7004928101774282294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/7004928101774282294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/2008/12/these-are-few-of-my-favorite-things.html' title='These are a few of my favorite things...'/><author><name>NiHao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11307769704391522475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SLU2A30coUI/AAAAAAAAACM/XO5L8Azyk6M/S220/Family+1692.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382534359411787227.post-1752834803683391211</id><published>2008-12-04T10:32:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T00:08:25.089-05:00</updated><title type='text'>We are so proud</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/STf9n8WV1LI/AAAAAAAAAM8/HfSXVzhhEQM/s1600-h/areserve.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 110px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/STf9n8WV1LI/AAAAAAAAAM8/HfSXVzhhEQM/s400/areserve.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275964351144383666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to announce that our son Eric joined the Army Reserves last night. He has signed his papers and goes for his physical Saturday. Than on July 21st (he doesn't graduate until May 22nd) he will leave for basic training at Fort. Leonard Wood, MO.&lt;br /&gt; I think he is well informed and prepared but I on the other hand am a nervous wreck! I mean this is my oldest son..the first son..the little boy I carried for 9 months. I have kissed his boo boo's. Held him when he was sick. Helped him thru his first broken heart. What makes him think I can just let him grow up? Just leave home? How dare he think I am prepared for this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He will be part of the 450th MP Battalion stationed in Nashville TN. His basic and school will take 5 months and than he will report 1 weekend a month for training and for 2 weeks in the summer. He can be called up at anytime to serve and we expect it to happen, in fact his unit is currently in Irag and will just be getting home as he gets out of basic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He will also be attending college working on his criminal justice degree and than hopefully a criminal law degree will follow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please remember him (and me) in your prayers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3382534359411787227-1752834803683391211?l=nihao-yall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/feeds/1752834803683391211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3382534359411787227&amp;postID=1752834803683391211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/1752834803683391211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/1752834803683391211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/2008/12/we-are-so-proud.html' title='We are so proud'/><author><name>NiHao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11307769704391522475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SLU2A30coUI/AAAAAAAAACM/XO5L8Azyk6M/S220/Family+1692.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/STf9n8WV1LI/AAAAAAAAAM8/HfSXVzhhEQM/s72-c/areserve.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382534359411787227.post-8557490417499132225</id><published>2008-12-01T12:15:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T14:43:29.932-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Coveting....</title><content type='html'>The official defination of coveting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;v. cov·et·ed, cov·et·ing, cov·ets &lt;br /&gt;v.tr.&lt;br /&gt;1. To feel blameworthy desire for (that which is another's). See Synonyms at envy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. To wish for longingly&lt;/strong&gt;. See Synonyms at desire.&lt;br /&gt;v.intr.&lt;br /&gt;To feel immoderate desire for that which is another's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/STbc-D41TAI/AAAAAAAAAMc/v_azs43_2q4/s1600-h/epill_2027_29935285.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 201px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/STbc-D41TAI/AAAAAAAAAMc/v_azs43_2q4/s400/epill_2027_29935285.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275646972264795138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I covet this watch for Sam (just not the almost 100.00 price tag). We are constantly saying..."did you give him his meds" or "dont forget to see if its time for his meds" or "I thought you gave them to him"! It is a wonder at all this child has survived having us for parents! Oh Well...I guess I shall survive without this pediatric timer watch with built in Medic Alert...life will go on (LOL)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3382534359411787227-8557490417499132225?l=nihao-yall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/feeds/8557490417499132225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3382534359411787227&amp;postID=8557490417499132225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/8557490417499132225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/8557490417499132225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/2008/12/coveting.html' title='Coveting....'/><author><name>NiHao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11307769704391522475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SLU2A30coUI/AAAAAAAAACM/XO5L8Azyk6M/S220/Family+1692.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/STbc-D41TAI/AAAAAAAAAMc/v_azs43_2q4/s72-c/epill_2027_29935285.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382534359411787227.post-9148806588401508090</id><published>2008-11-30T14:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T14:21:56.830-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chore Charts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/STbbePwH7dI/AAAAAAAAAMU/60Sf_EOAwJ8/s1600-h/Chore+Chart.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/STbbePwH7dI/AAAAAAAAAMU/60Sf_EOAwJ8/s400/Chore+Chart.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275645326182051282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it about giving a kid a chore chart and stickers that makes them want to instantly do the things you have been trying to get them to do for months?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma and Sam have been too picky at meal time for a while now. Like a really really long while! They will tell you what they want to eat and when it is cooked they want something else and will pitch a fit if you dont give in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have tried the threats of you have to eat what I made or you cant have any treats today...you have to eat what was cooked or you wont get to go to the park today... you have to eat what was cooked because I am not fixing another meal until that plate is clean...you have to eat what was cooked or I am gonna hang you by your ears upside down!! (ok that is just one I have thought about but would never do...I dont think)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the other day I was doing some stuff on the computer and Emma was asking if she could feed the dog and it just hit me...DUH, they are old enough for chores and a chore chart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here it is...Emma and Sams chore chart complete with the chore of eating what was cooked! and it works!!!! now the only threat I have to give is " if you dont eat what I cooked you wont get a sticker" that usually gets them to shovel it in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3382534359411787227-9148806588401508090?l=nihao-yall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/feeds/9148806588401508090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3382534359411787227&amp;postID=9148806588401508090&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/9148806588401508090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/9148806588401508090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/2008/12/chore-charts.html' title='Chore Charts'/><author><name>NiHao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11307769704391522475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SLU2A30coUI/AAAAAAAAACM/XO5L8Azyk6M/S220/Family+1692.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/STbbePwH7dI/AAAAAAAAAMU/60Sf_EOAwJ8/s72-c/Chore+Chart.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382534359411787227.post-224351597340140435</id><published>2008-11-21T00:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T00:21:59.434-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dental Update...</title><content type='html'>Finally Sam is pain free. He did end up spending the night in the hospital because his oxygen dropped during the dental work but he is good, home and still a little swollen. Emma also did great and was actually quit funny on pain meds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3382534359411787227-224351597340140435?l=nihao-yall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/feeds/224351597340140435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3382534359411787227&amp;postID=224351597340140435&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/224351597340140435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/224351597340140435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/2008/11/dental-update.html' title='Dental Update...'/><author><name>NiHao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11307769704391522475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SLU2A30coUI/AAAAAAAAACM/XO5L8Azyk6M/S220/Family+1692.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382534359411787227.post-1723710899517673093</id><published>2008-11-13T18:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T20:02:12.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day has Finally Come!!!</title><content type='html'>After months of waiting and many tears (mine and Sam's) the day has come to have his teeth fixed!!! I dont know who is more excited me or him. &lt;br /&gt; Tomorrow morning we have to be at Childrens Hospital at 5:30 AM for admission and than Miss. Emma will go first to have some minor work done and than Sam gets his turn. His of course is more extensive and a little more dangerous since anastesia hits him hard and his blood pressure usually drops some. We are hoping that it wont turn into an all night stay. &lt;br /&gt; Please pray for them both, that they handle it well and that they dont have much pain afterwards. Thankfully Emma will be getting some "loopy juice" before they take her back. Were not sure about Sam yet...we have to talk to the anestiologist first. He has had if before but the nurse said the doctor was a little unsure about giving it to him. &lt;br /&gt; Anyway...Praise God his teeth will finally be fixed and he wont be in pain anymore!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3382534359411787227-1723710899517673093?l=nihao-yall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/feeds/1723710899517673093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3382534359411787227&amp;postID=1723710899517673093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/1723710899517673093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/1723710899517673093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/2008/11/day-has-finally-come.html' title='The Day has Finally Come!!!'/><author><name>NiHao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11307769704391522475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SLU2A30coUI/AAAAAAAAACM/XO5L8Azyk6M/S220/Family+1692.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382534359411787227.post-275028427300077713</id><published>2008-11-03T22:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T22:33:27.022-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Trick or Treat</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SQ_CgARL1zI/AAAAAAAAAMA/1bIFTqxREmg/s1600-h/Sam_and_Emma_Halloween_08.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SQ_CgARL1zI/AAAAAAAAAMA/1bIFTqxREmg/s400/Sam_and_Emma_Halloween_08.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264640344503080754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3382534359411787227-275028427300077713?l=nihao-yall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/feeds/275028427300077713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3382534359411787227&amp;postID=275028427300077713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/275028427300077713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/275028427300077713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/2008/11/trick-or-treat.html' title='Trick or Treat'/><author><name>NiHao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11307769704391522475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SLU2A30coUI/AAAAAAAAACM/XO5L8Azyk6M/S220/Family+1692.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SQ_CgARL1zI/AAAAAAAAAMA/1bIFTqxREmg/s72-c/Sam_and_Emma_Halloween_08.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382534359411787227.post-4078714435867522108</id><published>2008-10-31T15:23:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T22:31:57.661-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary Boo!!!!</title><content type='html'>Three years ago today we welcomed our daughter Emma into our family, her forever family. A family she had waited 9 months to find. In looking back it seems impossible that it has been three years since we took our family of five to the airport and boarded a plane only to come home two weeks later as a family of six. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Our family joined many others who had made the 24 hour journey to China with one goal in mind...to bring our children home. We were America World Travel Group 108 and we were excited to be there. The excitement, anticipation, nervousness, and outright fear hung in the air, you could just feel it and it was comforting to know that everyone else around you felt it too. It is a feeling that only those who have experienced this type of adoption will know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; That day God gave us the great honor of watching many families formed. Some children would be joining larger families already made up of brothers and sisters and others would be welcomed home as the first child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We had arrived in China as one family and had returned home not only with our daughter but also with many extended members as well. We share a "brotherhood" so to speak. We were one big family in a very large delivery room, each of us excited for the other family as they were handed their child and each of us anxious for it to be our turn.  I am happy to say that we still stay in contact with each other on an almost daily basis. We have already had a reunion so we could catch up in person. We send each other scrapbook pages, offer each other advice and pray for each other. Our children are growing and today we celebrate the miracle God gave each of us. Congratulation America World Travel Group 108!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Boo...it is a nickname our children gave Emma when we first got her because it was halloween. Our first day with her, a day that in the adoption circles is referred to as Gotcha Day and tonight we will celebrate the anniversary of our gotcha day by dressing Emma up as a cowgirl and Sam as a cowboy and going to our local nursing home to trick-or-treat the residents. The residents love it because they love the children and the children love it because....well...they get candy. We love it because 4 years ago it was just another night at our house...tonight it is full of the excitement of a child. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Tonight as I watch her drift off to sleep I will say an extra prayer of thanksgiving to God for bringing little Boo into our lives. He is an awsome God indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SQumWh19xeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/rLGejADPxjs/s1600-h/Family+3893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SQumWh19xeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/rLGejADPxjs/s320/Family+3893.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263483495484605922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SQukZhoRJlI/AAAAAAAAALw/V4mXyEJVCQw/s1600-h/Family+4149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SQukZhoRJlI/AAAAAAAAALw/V4mXyEJVCQw/s320/Family+4149.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263481347943507538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SQuj_ONRnEI/AAAAAAAAALo/yyi9vVOG49g/s1600-h/Family+4142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SQuj_ONRnEI/AAAAAAAAALo/yyi9vVOG49g/s320/Family+4142.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263480896053419074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SQujvYUFJuI/AAAAAAAAALg/GK9heOBNw2w/s1600-h/Family+4140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SQujvYUFJuI/AAAAAAAAALg/GK9heOBNw2w/s320/Family+4140.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263480623888410338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SQujaboNgUI/AAAAAAAAALY/h9Scq1lqN4U/s1600-h/Family+4115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SQujaboNgUI/AAAAAAAAALY/h9Scq1lqN4U/s320/Family+4115.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263480264000897346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3382534359411787227-4078714435867522108?l=nihao-yall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/feeds/4078714435867522108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3382534359411787227&amp;postID=4078714435867522108&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/4078714435867522108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/4078714435867522108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-anniversary-boo.html' title='Happy Anniversary Boo!!!!'/><author><name>NiHao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11307769704391522475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SLU2A30coUI/AAAAAAAAACM/XO5L8Azyk6M/S220/Family+1692.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SQumWh19xeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/rLGejADPxjs/s72-c/Family+3893.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382534359411787227.post-5188165889521784309</id><published>2008-10-16T07:28:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T08:09:14.799-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Sam's Happy Day!!</title><content type='html'>Today is Sam's Happy Day!! he has waited for it for a long time and he is so excited. Now for those who dont know what a happy day is, it is simply your birthday. Apparently, when you sing Happy Birthday to a certain 1 year old little girl from China all she hears is "Happy Day". It has since and will be forever called happy day in our family.&lt;br /&gt; So, today is Sam's Happy Day. His fourth to be exact and our second with him. We are so excited, mainly because we have been feeding off of his excitement for days. He will tell you he is gonna be four and that he wants cars (as in Disney's Lighting McQueen) and he wants tools so he can "work" on his bike.&lt;br /&gt; We, as a family, are having some cupcakes today after dinner and he gets one or two presents and if its not raining going to Boo at the Zoo where he can dress up and trick-R-Treat at the zoo and than on Sunday at Grandma and Grandad's he gets his party with cake, family and more gifts. Usually when its your Happy Day party at Grandmas house you get to choose what everyone eats for lunch but with Sam we knew we would all be eating Romen Noodles so we opted to just cook out hamburgers and hotdogs and let him choose next year when hopefully his taste have improved a bit (: &lt;br /&gt; He did pick out his birthday cake at the bakery the other day. A cupcake cake shaped like a race track with Lighting McQueen on it. Emma had told him when we went in that she would tell him which cake he wanted! sooooo Emma, always wanting to be in charge. &lt;br /&gt; I have found myself these past few weeks thinking about the time Sam has spent with us. Last year was his first Birthday with us and we had a party at the church with family and friends and sang Happy Birthday in Chinese thanks to his Aunt Donna and Uncle Joe taking the time to learn it and teach it to everyone. It was just a few days before we left for his third heart surgery. He has gone thru so much in the short time we have had him (not even two years yet) and still he feels comfortable, safe, loved and just plain Happy about his Happy Day. I can't thank God enough for blessing us with this little boy. He is such an example of true love for us. &lt;br /&gt; I also find myself thinking about his birth parents. What are they thinking of as the anniversary of his birth approaches? do they think of him? I am sure they must, how could they not?? &lt;br /&gt; He was found after being so sick. The doctors told the orphanage staff that they recognized him from just a week before when, at age 6 months, they told his birth parents that he would most likely die without care he could not recieve in China. I am convinced they left him at the orphanage because it was his only chance of survival. It was a true test of Love. Keep him and he will surley die, abandon him and he might survive....how hard it must have been for them than and even now, never knowing if he survived or not, never knowing where he is...I pray God give's them peace in their hearts about him. I pray to one day take him to them and show them he is alive and well. I also thank God we may have that opportunity....an opportunity most parents of adopted Chinese Children will never have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3382534359411787227-5188165889521784309?l=nihao-yall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/feeds/5188165889521784309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3382534359411787227&amp;postID=5188165889521784309&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/5188165889521784309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/5188165889521784309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-sams-happy-day.html' title='It&apos;s Sam&apos;s Happy Day!!'/><author><name>NiHao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11307769704391522475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SLU2A30coUI/AAAAAAAAACM/XO5L8Azyk6M/S220/Family+1692.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382534359411787227.post-1132095325820272728</id><published>2008-10-02T14:29:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T14:43:03.373-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Decisions....Decisions....</title><content type='html'>I have been having trouble making a decision about this whole "blogging thing" after getting a few emails from friends in other countries that are having a hard time accessing the site and want to check on Sam. &lt;br /&gt; For now www.samuelsheart.com has been opened back up and post I make about him on this blog will be duplicated over there. &lt;br /&gt; So now you can decide which on you want to follow. This one will continue to have our everyday family stuff (including him) and samuelsheart will just have his stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3382534359411787227-1132095325820272728?l=nihao-yall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/feeds/1132095325820272728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3382534359411787227&amp;postID=1132095325820272728&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/1132095325820272728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/1132095325820272728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/2008/10/decisionsdecisions.html' title='Decisions....Decisions....'/><author><name>NiHao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11307769704391522475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SLU2A30coUI/AAAAAAAAACM/XO5L8Azyk6M/S220/Family+1692.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382534359411787227.post-6046251829385416506</id><published>2008-09-30T02:23:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T02:44:18.170-04:00</updated><title type='text'>To all Sam's friends....</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 John 1:12 (NIV)&lt;br /&gt;I have much to write to you, but I do not want to use paper and ink. Instead, I hope to visit you and talk with you face to face, so that our joy may be complete. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Those words express how I truly feel about all of you. So many of you have emailed and prayed about Sam. Past and present, illiness or financial.. it never mattered, when I have requested prayer you have offered it on his behalf and how I wish I could meet each and every one of you so that our "joy may be complete" but since I can not (at least not at this time) I wanted to take the time to write to you and tell you that your prayers have worked again and when our good Lord pours blessings on you he does it in abundance. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Just a few days ago I told you that we had a dentist offer to repair Sam's teeth for us with no worry of finances. What a blessing that was and now just today we were informed that we were  finally approved for our states version of Medicaid for him!! now medical bills will not be a worry for him again (at least not for the next few years). Whatever my private insurance does not cover we will no longer have to worry about. Dental, Vision, Health, Medicines, therapies, surgeries, shots....everything!!! This will save our family about 350.00 a month just in copays and medicine and will also back pay about 7500.00 in medical bills!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Now we can get on to the business of just loving this little guy without worry or concern. This is how it should be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We now have options in his dental and I cant ask this dentist to donate his time and money when he could serve someone else with those resources so as soon as we have a surgery date with our local dentist we will let you know. Hopefully in the next week or two.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3382534359411787227-6046251829385416506?l=nihao-yall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/feeds/6046251829385416506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3382534359411787227&amp;postID=6046251829385416506&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/6046251829385416506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/6046251829385416506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/2008/09/to-all-sams-friends.html' title='To all Sam&apos;s friends....'/><author><name>NiHao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11307769704391522475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SLU2A30coUI/AAAAAAAAACM/XO5L8Azyk6M/S220/Family+1692.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382534359411787227.post-1974688814172117320</id><published>2008-09-24T23:37:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T09:24:50.306-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Samuel Update!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SNsOh8nHqxI/AAAAAAAAAKk/EIJ3VkBvwVM/s1600-h/007.JPG'&gt;&lt;img src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SNsOh8nHqxI/AAAAAAAAAKk/EIJ3VkBvwVM/s400/007.JPG' border='0' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some have emailed wanting a update on Samuel so here it is. &lt;br /&gt;We are STILL trying to wade thru a mess on his dental issues. He is STILL having pain and is STILL taking antibiotics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know if you recall that I had taken it upon myself to email a gentleman that Katie Couric once interviewed about the dental crisis in America. I told him our situation and asked if there were ANY programs he knew of that could help. &lt;br /&gt;As it turns out he knew of no programs but was going to check with friends and see if he could find a friend of a friend of a friend...who lived close to us that might be willing to help. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No such luck but the first person he contacted to ask (a dentist who serves on a charity board) wanted to help. So.....drum roll please........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; We have had a WONDERFUL dentist (who I have since learned is susposed to be the best in the whole midwest) who has offered to donate his services to Sam!!! No Charge just bring him and we will waive that 5 or 6 thousand fee!!! (Did I mention how good God is???)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; BUT...our only problem is our insurance company because we would still have to be admitted in a hospital and they of course will want to recieve pay. Our insurance did contact the dental office on Friday to see what was going on. I think at worse they will only pay out of network which is fine with us. As crazy as this system sounds if they only pay out of network it will put us at the income spend down limit which would make Sam eligable for our states form of Medicaid. Which would be a Blessing. Medicaid would pay anything our insurance didnt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The only hard part is I am now trying to save for a trip to Kansas that we werent expecting. A trip, of course, will be nothing compaired to having his dental work done here and having to pay 5 or 6 thousand up front in cash!! Please keep this in your prayers for us. God has always answered our prayers for Sam, not always in the way we wanted, but he has ALWAYS answered and I know he will this time too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now...all this being said I have to say that I am so dissapointed in our dental society that there is not any programs to help people in our situation. At the very least I wish there were more dentist (and please dont get me wrong when I say this) with a heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that we are talking about their livelihood. I get that. I know that if left to payment plans a LOT of patients would get the work done and than not pay. I get that also but how could someone turn away a three year old in pain that runs a great risk of heart infection (ie. DEATH) if they dont get their teeth taken care of. That I dont get. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know we are not alone. We go to church with a dentist (not pediatric and no privlidges at a hospital so please dont think bad of him, he CANT do the work) who tried to help us by making a few phone calls. He told us he had spoken with an office manager who said their office would be more than happy to work with us. Great, we thought, finally someone willing to let us make payments! we called them and was told..."we will be glad to work with you as soon as you get the money up front!" and later in the conversation "I understand, we have little girl with CANCER and it took three months for her family to raise the money for her dental surgery"&lt;br /&gt;UGH...three months for this poor little girl who was battling cancer to get her teeth fixed!! its not right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish God would send me to dental school. I know I would help EVERY child that needed it that walked into my office.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3382534359411787227-1974688814172117320?l=nihao-yall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/feeds/1974688814172117320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3382534359411787227&amp;postID=1974688814172117320&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/1974688814172117320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/1974688814172117320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/2008/09/samuel-update.html' title='Samuel Update!!'/><author><name>NiHao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11307769704391522475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SLU2A30coUI/AAAAAAAAACM/XO5L8Azyk6M/S220/Family+1692.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SNsOh8nHqxI/AAAAAAAAAKk/EIJ3VkBvwVM/s72-c/007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382534359411787227.post-2632332365177732560</id><published>2008-09-23T22:06:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T22:13:47.847-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Danny and the Dinosaur</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SNmgrGz75qI/AAAAAAAAAKU/RmSjqmL7Wrk/s1600-h/5373923f8da0f64d79299010__AA198__L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SNmgrGz75qI/AAAAAAAAAKU/RmSjqmL7Wrk/s400/5373923f8da0f64d79299010__AA198__L.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249403503100290722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Here is another great book that the kids LOVE, Sam even sleeps with it. It is an oldie but goodie and the best part is it only cost 3.99 at Amazon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; How many of you remember this book from your childhood? I know Rick and I do. Danny was right up there with.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SNmiHyX2EtI/AAAAAAAAAKc/Rj51NlzdKhU/s1600-h/caps+for+sale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SNmiHyX2EtI/AAAAAAAAAKc/Rj51NlzdKhU/s400/caps+for+sale.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249405095341593298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Cap's for sale (also at Amazon)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3382534359411787227-2632332365177732560?l=nihao-yall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/feeds/2632332365177732560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3382534359411787227&amp;postID=2632332365177732560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/2632332365177732560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/2632332365177732560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/2008/09/danny-and-dinosaur.html' title='Danny and the Dinosaur'/><author><name>NiHao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11307769704391522475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SLU2A30coUI/AAAAAAAAACM/XO5L8Azyk6M/S220/Family+1692.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SNmgrGz75qI/AAAAAAAAAKU/RmSjqmL7Wrk/s72-c/5373923f8da0f64d79299010__AA198__L.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382534359411787227.post-4275694317763817140</id><published>2008-09-22T02:18:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T02:23:24.496-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Nephew and our Hero...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SNc5zoxuuiI/AAAAAAAAAJk/v57jQLNf0bM/s1600-h/Ben.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SNc5zoxuuiI/AAAAAAAAAJk/v57jQLNf0bM/s400/Ben.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248727450005715490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Our Nephew and our Hero will leave this morning for Iraq. We are both proud and scared for him. He is an incrediable young man who decided to join the Marines right out of high school. He is brave and loved and we would appreciate any prayers you want to offer up for him for his safe return which is expected sometime in April. &lt;br /&gt; Regardless of your personal thoughts on the war our young men and women need your support, love and prayers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3382534359411787227-4275694317763817140?l=nihao-yall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/feeds/4275694317763817140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3382534359411787227&amp;postID=4275694317763817140&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/4275694317763817140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/4275694317763817140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/2008/09/our-nephew-and-our-hero.html' title='Our Nephew and our Hero...'/><author><name>NiHao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11307769704391522475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SLU2A30coUI/AAAAAAAAACM/XO5L8Azyk6M/S220/Family+1692.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SNc5zoxuuiI/AAAAAAAAAJk/v57jQLNf0bM/s72-c/Ben.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382534359411787227.post-3086364823186453107</id><published>2008-09-17T02:24:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T02:39:41.351-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking Grandma to the Zoo...</title><content type='html'>Emma and Sam just recently started go to bed on their own. In the past if we wanted them in their beds we would have to lay down with them until they fell asleep but lately they have started doing this on their own without us. After all, that is what BIG girl's and boy's do!&lt;br /&gt; They have been so good at it that I told them for a special treat that we could go to the zoo and take Grandma with us. They were very excited to go since Grandma doesnt usually go places like that with us. &lt;br /&gt; On Wednesday we went and had a great time. Grandma had not been to the zoo since her and I had taken my niece and nephew about 10+ years ago so a lot had changed. &lt;br /&gt; The weather was beautiful, most of the animals were out, we had a great picnic in which the kids got to feed some birds bread scraps and we got to see the new baby gorilla...it cant get better than that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SNc9ihVZa_I/AAAAAAAAAKM/HREOCL6SKig/s1600-h/ZooSept08+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SNc9ihVZa_I/AAAAAAAAAKM/HREOCL6SKig/s400/ZooSept08+037.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248731553996565490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SNc9Ym0sD5I/AAAAAAAAAKE/COrGrYjilyc/s1600-h/ZooSept08+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SNc9Ym0sD5I/AAAAAAAAAKE/COrGrYjilyc/s400/ZooSept08+024.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248731383671295890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SNc9RNs0HzI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/gKJh_wGZyh4/s1600-h/ZooSept08+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SNc9RNs0HzI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/gKJh_wGZyh4/s400/ZooSept08+006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248731256668299058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SNc9MO7LuRI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/5Su9u44kHFQ/s1600-h/ZooSept08+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SNc9MO7LuRI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/5Su9u44kHFQ/s400/ZooSept08+005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248731171097655570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SNc9DPZXuXI/AAAAAAAAAJs/hAa65dxJB44/s1600-h/ZooSept08+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SNc9DPZXuXI/AAAAAAAAAJs/hAa65dxJB44/s400/ZooSept08+001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248731016605448562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3382534359411787227-3086364823186453107?l=nihao-yall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/feeds/3086364823186453107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3382534359411787227&amp;postID=3086364823186453107&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/3086364823186453107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/3086364823186453107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/2008/09/taking-grandma-to-zoo.html' title='Taking Grandma to the Zoo...'/><author><name>NiHao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11307769704391522475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SLU2A30coUI/AAAAAAAAACM/XO5L8Azyk6M/S220/Family+1692.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SNc9ihVZa_I/AAAAAAAAAKM/HREOCL6SKig/s72-c/ZooSept08+037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382534359411787227.post-8421761521986500142</id><published>2008-09-15T23:52:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T03:01:10.708-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A day of rest....</title><content type='html'>I needed today more than anything else I have ever needed(ok maybe not more than ANYTHING but it sure felt like it and you get the point)&lt;br /&gt; I was off work last night which doesnt happen too often and was looking forward to a day with Emma and Sam. It seems I never get to spend that much time with them anymore and they are growing so much. It was a beautiful day here also. The breeze blowing, no humidity and well... just beautiful.&lt;br /&gt; The day started with a fun breakfast, their names spelled out of pancakes and an honest to goodness square hard boiled egg, which when you see the picture you will just think I had way to much time on my hands but they enjoyed it and that is what counted. &lt;br /&gt; We than made hand puppets. Emma's puppet was a bird and Sam's was a lion. They really had fun and thanks to a kit from walmart they were very easy. I than watched them chase each other around the living room table with them on their hands. Sam's lion was trying to catch Emma's bird to "eat it" but somehow Emma got ahead of him and her bird was chasing the lion roaring rather loud! I had never heard a bird roar before but Emma assured me that they do. &lt;br /&gt; Than while we waited for our home health supplier to come over and check Sam's oxygen set up we played the piano (pounded really since none of us know how to really play) and sang silly made up songs like Sam's favorite, The "Noodle Song" which consist of him very loudly singing..."This is the noodle song, the noodle song...This is the noodle song, the noodle song". This of course continued until Emma and I were ready to runaway but thankfully the home health supplier showed up and saved us. &lt;br /&gt; I than got to watch my two sweet adorable children turn into fighting (and I mean down on the floor wrestling for a toy fighting)monkeys while we had company. Isn't that the way it always is. As soon as some one comes into the house and you want them to be nice and quite all "you know what" breaks out. &lt;br /&gt; Needless to say nap time followed where I got to watch them sweetly and without any prodding give each other a hug and a kiss on the cheek and tell each other good night. &lt;br /&gt; It was the perfect day and I would not change a minute of it and I thank God for it! Days like this dont happen often enough for me. If I could be a stay at home Mom I would in a minute!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SM805K5NNpI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Tkq-gxGVgP4/s1600-h/IMG_0261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SM805K5NNpI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Tkq-gxGVgP4/s320/IMG_0261.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246470247691400850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                               Our Day Started With A Fun Breakfast and YES that is &lt;br /&gt;                            A Real "square" Egg Although It Looks Like A Marshmellow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SM8zUCbJDBI/AAAAAAAAAIc/IdWZzUm4G48/s1600-h/IMG_0268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SM8zUCbJDBI/AAAAAAAAAIc/IdWZzUm4G48/s320/IMG_0268.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246468510251027474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                             Emma and Sam were proud of their puppets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SM8zxPaewBI/AAAAAAAAAIk/iWNz5p1lpL0/s1600-h/IMG_0274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SM8zxPaewBI/AAAAAAAAAIk/iWNz5p1lpL0/s320/IMG_0274.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246469011954122770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                           Sam's Lion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SM80Pk3r6jI/AAAAAAAAAIs/SuVTrUyZ3Ro/s1600-h/IMG_0278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SM80Pk3r6jI/AAAAAAAAAIs/SuVTrUyZ3Ro/s320/IMG_0278.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246469533109840434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                               Emma's "Roaring" Bird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SM80kiU0oHI/AAAAAAAAAI0/VW4U5FC0Gkw/s1600-h/IMG_0283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SM80kiU0oHI/AAAAAAAAAI0/VW4U5FC0Gkw/s320/IMG_0283.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246469893203992690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                      The Chase is On&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3382534359411787227-8421761521986500142?l=nihao-yall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/feeds/8421761521986500142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3382534359411787227&amp;postID=8421761521986500142&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/8421761521986500142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/8421761521986500142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/2008/09/day-of-rest.html' title='A day of rest....'/><author><name>NiHao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11307769704391522475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SLU2A30coUI/AAAAAAAAACM/XO5L8Azyk6M/S220/Family+1692.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SM805K5NNpI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Tkq-gxGVgP4/s72-c/IMG_0261.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382534359411787227.post-2514463985610107691</id><published>2008-09-11T21:58:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T22:22:23.452-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Poop on Cookie Monster!</title><content type='html'>Cookie monstor was Emma's fish. A blue beta that we have had for a couple of years. She recently took over his feeding and was very excited to have a "pet" of her own. &lt;br /&gt; As fish go he was kind of old and this morning when we woke he was laying in the bottom of the bowl. Emma was the one to notice and I thought when this day happened it would be tragedy but leave it to my one of a kind child to make it a commical experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma: Cookie Monster is not waking up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Emma, I think he died&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma: why did he do that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:  I guess it was time for him to go live with Jesus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma: how is he gonna do that if he cant wake up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Jesus leaves his body here and will take all of his thoughts and feelings with him to heaven where he will get a new body. (I know, I know, dont think bad of me but it is a good opener for people going to heaven and she is 3 after all)and we will flush this body down the potty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma: Is jesus gonna feed him in heaven?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yes Jesus will make sure he is fed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma:Can I see Jesus in the potty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: No, Jesus is not in the potty that is just where we put his old body&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma: (With a look on her face that can only be described as excitement...)I Want to do that! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I than asked Ryan to take her to the bathroom and let her flush the fish because I just get wierded out for some reason flushing fish down the toliet...it must be a repressed childhood trauma or something but anyway her and Ryan headed to the bathroom and a few minutes later she came down stairs crying and I thought Oh No...it hit her when she saw him go down the drain...but no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Whats wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emma: Ryan didnt let me flush...can I flush Elmo? (her other beta)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the day when Sam said he needed to poop and headed to the bathroom Emma said "NO SAM...not in there dont poop on Cookie Monster"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3382534359411787227-2514463985610107691?l=nihao-yall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/feeds/2514463985610107691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3382534359411787227&amp;postID=2514463985610107691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/2514463985610107691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/2514463985610107691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/2008/09/dont-poop-on-cookie-monster.html' title='Don&apos;t Poop on Cookie Monster!'/><author><name>NiHao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11307769704391522475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SLU2A30coUI/AAAAAAAAACM/XO5L8Azyk6M/S220/Family+1692.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382534359411787227.post-6779986614531923443</id><published>2008-09-11T20:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T20:23:20.723-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Judy...</title><content type='html'>I go to church with a lady named Judy. She is one of the nicest people I know and yesterday, while riding their motorcycle, her and her husband Carson were involved in an accident when a Ford Explorer pulled out in front of them. &lt;br /&gt; Carson was killed and Judy is currently in the Critical Care Unit where she has had one surgery to repair a broken femour and is scheduled for additional surgeries for a broken pelvis. As I understand it she also has some cracked ribs and of course bruising. I have not personally seen her as they are only letting family and our Pastor in to see her. &lt;br /&gt; Please keep Judy and her family in your prayers as they struggle with what has happened in their lives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3382534359411787227-6779986614531923443?l=nihao-yall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/feeds/6779986614531923443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3382534359411787227&amp;postID=6779986614531923443&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/6779986614531923443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/6779986614531923443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/2008/09/judy.html' title='Judy...'/><author><name>NiHao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11307769704391522475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SLU2A30coUI/AAAAAAAAACM/XO5L8Azyk6M/S220/Family+1692.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382534359411787227.post-5709269742302756247</id><published>2008-09-09T20:13:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T14:04:43.330-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving Samuels Heart...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SMcUEGZ8plI/AAAAAAAAAIM/uyYYzSgn3nM/s1600-h/0805.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SMcUEGZ8plI/AAAAAAAAAIM/uyYYzSgn3nM/s320/0805.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244182351767709266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SMcT-L1J-3I/AAAAAAAAAIE/kd522SgiQR0/s1600-h/2976_364017_14_40638.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SMcT-L1J-3I/AAAAAAAAAIE/kd522SgiQR0/s320/2976_364017_14_40638.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244182250144791410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I did something I know I needed to do but bothered me more than I ever thought. I shut down Samuelsheart.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I have wanted to make it more of a baby book for him. I want him to read it one day and see normal childhood milestones and while I will keep it pretty much as is I will be removing some post and adding others. I want him to read it one day and see the love, the prayers and all the miracles but not necessarly ALL the tears and struggles. I never want him to feel like his adoption was too hard because it has been the best decision we have ever made!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It was hard though...thru that website I have made many friends, had many prayers said for our family and truly realized what it is to love a special needs child. I feel as if part of me has grown up on that site. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This is a trial site...if it doesnt work out than I will go back to the old way of doing things so be patient as I learn about this new world called "blogging"&lt;br /&gt; So, anyway....welcome new friends..I am glad you found us and welcome old friends...I am honored you followed us here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3382534359411787227-5709269742302756247?l=nihao-yall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/feeds/5709269742302756247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3382534359411787227&amp;postID=5709269742302756247&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/5709269742302756247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/5709269742302756247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/2008/09/moving-samuels-heart.html' title='Moving Samuels Heart...'/><author><name>NiHao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11307769704391522475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SLU2A30coUI/AAAAAAAAACM/XO5L8Azyk6M/S220/Family+1692.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SMcUEGZ8plI/AAAAAAAAAIM/uyYYzSgn3nM/s72-c/0805.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382534359411787227.post-3863447163418307621</id><published>2008-09-03T21:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T21:18:30.107-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lama..Lama..Mad at Mama</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SMcgYS5kWYI/AAAAAAAAAIU/fue9wTkbdvQ/s1600-h/lama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SMcgYS5kWYI/AAAAAAAAAIU/fue9wTkbdvQ/s320/lama.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244195892858476930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is another great book the kids love. If you have toddlers I guarantee they will love it too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The following is a quote off of the amazon.com website)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yucky music, great big feet.&lt;br /&gt;Ladies smelling way too sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at knees and stand in line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Llama Llama starts to whine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does any child like to go shopping? Not Llama Llama! But Mama can’t leave Llama at home, so off they go to Shop-O-Rama. Lots of aisles. Long lines. Mama is too busy to notice that Llama Llama is getting m-a-d! And before he knows it, he’s having a full-out tantrum! Mama quickly calms him down, but she also realizes that they need to make shopping more fun for both of them. Parents and children are sure to recognize themselves in this fun-to-read follow-up to the popular Llama Llama Red Pajama."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3382534359411787227-3863447163418307621?l=nihao-yall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/feeds/3863447163418307621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3382534359411787227&amp;postID=3863447163418307621&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/3863447163418307621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/3863447163418307621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/2008/09/lamalamamad-at-mama.html' title='Lama..Lama..Mad at Mama'/><author><name>NiHao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11307769704391522475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SLU2A30coUI/AAAAAAAAACM/XO5L8Azyk6M/S220/Family+1692.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SMcgYS5kWYI/AAAAAAAAAIU/fue9wTkbdvQ/s72-c/lama.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382534359411787227.post-822743371235824128</id><published>2008-08-29T01:01:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T04:48:48.276-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Emma thru the years...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SLeGBttsn2I/AAAAAAAAAFc/zYgvQLVq12Q/s1600-h/100_0666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SLeGBttsn2I/AAAAAAAAAFc/zYgvQLVq12Q/s320/100_0666.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239804055478116194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SLeDT-MHAWI/AAAAAAAAAFE/5QZBYrttzBg/s1600-h/100_0758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SLeDT-MHAWI/AAAAAAAAAFE/5QZBYrttzBg/s320/100_0758.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239801070603403618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SLeDoB5LYoI/AAAAAAAAAFM/6S0OZzIo65M/s1600-h/EmmaBW.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SLeDoB5LYoI/AAAAAAAAAFM/6S0OZzIo65M/s320/EmmaBW.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239801415195124354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SLeFFb78lsI/AAAAAAAAAFU/qitf5tGNg64/s1600-h/1648_331303_13_6802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SLeFFb78lsI/AAAAAAAAAFU/qitf5tGNg64/s320/1648_331303_13_6802.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239803019913893570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SLe3zQG3M3I/AAAAAAAAAGc/7zRgiu04egg/s1600-h/Emma+at+the+Zoo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SLe3zQG3M3I/AAAAAAAAAGc/7zRgiu04egg/s320/Emma+at+the+Zoo.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239858782593823602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3382534359411787227-822743371235824128?l=nihao-yall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/feeds/822743371235824128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3382534359411787227&amp;postID=822743371235824128&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/822743371235824128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/822743371235824128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/2008/08/who-we-are.html' title='Emma thru the years...'/><author><name>NiHao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11307769704391522475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SLU2A30coUI/AAAAAAAAACM/XO5L8Azyk6M/S220/Family+1692.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SLeGBttsn2I/AAAAAAAAAFc/zYgvQLVq12Q/s72-c/100_0666.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382534359411787227.post-5086307719025128414</id><published>2008-08-28T19:18:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T19:28:08.839-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gruffalo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SLc0EiKPw_I/AAAAAAAAAEs/YlAGf7esALs/s1600-h/7_gruffalo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SLc0EiKPw_I/AAAAAAAAAEs/YlAGf7esALs/s320/7_gruffalo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239713943962764274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      THE GRUFFALO&lt;br /&gt;       By Julia Donaldson, illustrated by Axel Scheffler &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;(2 years and up)&lt;br /&gt;Follow the mouse into the deep dark wood and discover what happens when the quick-thinking mouse comes face to face with an owl, a snake and a hungry gruffalo . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This book is so good and I wanted to recommend it to anyone that has kids. Emma and Sam enjoy listening to it and truthfully Rick and I enjoy reading it to them. I was very excited to read that the author has several more books available.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3382534359411787227-5086307719025128414?l=nihao-yall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/feeds/5086307719025128414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3382534359411787227&amp;postID=5086307719025128414&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/5086307719025128414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/5086307719025128414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/2008/08/gruffalo.html' title='The Gruffalo'/><author><name>NiHao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11307769704391522475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SLU2A30coUI/AAAAAAAAACM/XO5L8Azyk6M/S220/Family+1692.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SLc0EiKPw_I/AAAAAAAAAEs/YlAGf7esALs/s72-c/7_gruffalo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382534359411787227.post-7854024973884882149</id><published>2008-08-27T20:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T20:11:43.678-04:00</updated><title type='text'>welcome...</title><content type='html'>Welcome to our new family blog. I know some of you are coming from Samuels site to keep up with his progress and others are new to our family. Those of you that are coming from Samuelsheart please know that this blog will be more involved with our whole family. Most of you know us so well already but for those that don't we are Richard and Vicky. We have 5 children all raised in the southern part of the United States. Our two youngest children are adopted from China and one of them has some special needs that we find ourselves dealing with on a daily basis. &lt;br /&gt; We are a christian family and will blog from that perspective...if you dont like it...dont read it. We will allow comments on our post unless they become negative..in that case they will be removed. &lt;br /&gt; We love...request...and covet your prayers for our family and would love to pray for your needs as well, just drop us an email.&lt;br /&gt; We hope you enjoy our post as much as we enjoy writing them. If you ever want to contact us about adoption, VCFS, Heart issues or just anything please feel free to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vicky&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3382534359411787227-7854024973884882149?l=nihao-yall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/feeds/7854024973884882149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3382534359411787227&amp;postID=7854024973884882149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/7854024973884882149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3382534359411787227/posts/default/7854024973884882149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nihao-yall.blogspot.com/2008/08/welcome.html' title='welcome...'/><author><name>NiHao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11307769704391522475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PbMgC16gE6g/SLU2A30coUI/AAAAAAAAACM/XO5L8Azyk6M/S220/Family+1692.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
